between jan and dec
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Uncategorized | Comment (0)the eagle - light this city
he clasps the crag with crooked hands
deformed from gripping the rock so tight
close to the sun in lonely lands
but the wax never melts from his wings
ringed with the azure world he stands
emperor of the sky, lord of the ocean
the very image of a king
his outstretched feathers overwhelming the sky
and his innate pride to lead
suggest power, not modesty
but he never kills without consuming
and though he is always watchful of his surroundings
as he skims the surface,
i suspect he doesn’t realize the panic
his shadow induces
in the hearts of the creatures underneath
the overflowing surge of relief
they feel as he revisits
his distinguished position on the cliff
an immense wall of stone
taking the place of a diamond covered throne
a shining ocean instead of a glittering palace
to signify his status
the wrinkled sea beneath him crawles
tiptoeing past the sentient, piercing eyes
he watches from his mountain walls
his mind once again boundless in flight
and like a thunderbolt, he falls
racing heart, never a doubt
or glance behind
guided by instinct, his conscience remains unburdened
never having to reflect within,
he focuses relentlessly on the outside world
he manifests the answer to the oldest mystery
the meaning of life
nothing more than just
to live
Uncategorized | Comment (0)caught inside the circle - aerial
I’m on the trapeze of everyday. seven o’clock came early with no sunrise. and to my surprise, i think i realized it was all of my own device. the flight was oh so long, and i’m still hanging on, to the arm of someone i don’t even know. the feeble grind will slay the mind. how did i get this far off the ground? and to my surprise, i think i realized this is not the life that i need. and i’m caught inside the circle and you’re caught inside the circle and it’s moving on, it’s on, it’s life inside the circle. it’s that time of year again. remember when we used to try to get out of this town? displaced burden girl, you know what it’s like to wake up in the middle of the night.
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the first round goes, we go to blows.
i’m the spiderman.
nobody knows.
but the spider conceals the truth.
the spectums raise your ringside days.
i’ve been in love with you for a million days.
but the fighter conceals his wounds.
i’m in love with you but i fight the urge.
muhammad ali makes a third round surge.
and the audience can see the truth.
his punches land i can hardly stand.
i’ve got the power of the spider but a heart of a man.
but the power is in the truth.
honesty can kill the spider.
muhammad ali feels the same.
the audience can give you power.
and I hear them call my name : “here comes the spiderman!”
hear them call my name : “does whatever a spider can.”
i hear them call my name : “here comes the spiderman!”
hear them call my name : “does whatever a spider can.”
at the seventh round you make a sound.
muhammad ali only knocks me down.
he whispered to tell the truth.
i say, “i’m in love with you” at the knock out count.
the audience cheers as the champ wins out.
but now you know the truth.
honesty can kill the fighter.
muhammad ali knows the same.
honestly the truth is power.
and I hear you call my name : “here comes the spiderman!”
hear you call my name : “does whatever a spider can.”
i hear you call my name : “here comes the spiderman!”
hear you call my name : “does whatever a spider can.”
i hear you call my name.
i hear you call my name.
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