Seems like time for another blast from the past. This one is one of the very early pieces, when I was still getting to appreciate life. For those that are in the dark, this is my very own tribute to that Green Haired Vixen who has got many a person snared within her heavenly embrace and showed us what it was to kiss the sky, not just once but over and over again till we finally got some Tongue. She tooks us places far and near wherein I made me a lot of friends, some that have moved on and others that have made a very special place for themselves within my heart.... It's a shame how some of the best things in life, receive that extra bit of bad press. Here's a bit to see it just for what it is and may it help others open doors that one did not know existed. cheers!
Under the raging water,
above the maniacal laughter.
There floats a mind,
nothing like its kind.
Was it a bird, was it a plane?
It couldn't be Superman, could it?
He stroked his mane,
Mindful of every color it lit.
Emotions like never before,
were all that came to the fore.
Ha Ha Ha and then a tear fell.
Soft and Loud, fervent still yet. Pray tell!!
What was this heavenly smell,
that made him long for caramel.
The color of love n' peace unafraid of which cat he had to bell...
Which by the way was just swell!!
Thoughts that bewildered him
A zillion at a whim.
They wouldn’t stop
Made his brain go boop bap dibbitty dabitty POP!!
He loved it, loved the free air, like a lovely dame
Nothing could bind him, it was his, till Kingdom came.
He looked around and all he saw was what life could be
And he vowed to never let anything tell him what to be.
2 comments:
You and Jim Morrison could be great friends and philosophers talking about the experience with Mary Jane.
Mary Jane used to be a good friend of mine so I know what you are talking about.
Yea , I did love Mary Jane for a long while and now I hold her with the greatest of admiration.
She has been a wonderful companion thru the best and the worst...
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