Harmony Green's blog! This blog highlights the music and poetic, liquid lyrics of Dan Fogelberg. I listen to a shuffled song on my iPod and write an inspired piece from that. The song is listed under 'labels' at the bottom of each entry. Enjoy!
Saturday, November 9, 2013
never.....ever
hide stretched over a wooden
frame
hiding from those who wish
to defame
my ways, my medicine
the harmony
I know with all who
walk with me
we sing the song of the
sacred soil
we love and connect and
sometimes toil
with our mama planet
Goddess Gaia
we would never ever
deny ya
the right of your true
selves
as you take long and
deep delves
into your faith or your
sacred soul
know you will never ever
control
me or my kin as we walk
our trail
our inner peace shall ever
prevail
we want this peace for you as
well
you....free of the cage in which
you dwell
this cage named domineering
fear
you cage me yet I am free
for this soul here
in front of you is fully
free
of hate or fear or long held
lust
you can have your deeds and
your gold dust
the land and the gold know me
as their brethren
mother nature is my only
reverend
never ever will you take what
lives inside
you too shall fail where others
have tried
let us give what you attempt
to take
stop the heinous and hideous
mistakes
listen to the wind, be washed
clean by the rain
hear the harmony of our
connected refrain
never ever again to be
labeled a taker
instead, become a beautiful
peace maker
Friday, November 8, 2013
Painted Poem
Scene one
A dark November bedroom....through the window, the rise of the sun....orange and hot amongst the cold ghost like frosted morn.
The sexy sun sings to us
A dark November bedroom....through the window, the rise of the sun....orange and hot amongst the cold ghost like frosted morn.
A woman sits up and stretches in her bed.......
"What will the day bring?" she wonders
The answer comes..... perhaps sung from the sun rising overtly orange in the crisp frosty morn.
The sexy sun sings:
"anything you wish it to bring"
The rise of the sun signals
a new beginning
A blank canvas
Reflected in the stark white
of the
framed and stretched
shape
Is the blaze
of orange
the kiss of pink.....
the paint trails of possibilities
Pen your painted poem
Tell your story in brush strokes
Paint your passions
In the walk of your day
and the dance of your night
Each sunrise a
new canvas to create
upon, within
Sexy or sullen scenes
Perfectly purged upon the
space, waiting
An image created
or none at all
For a blank space
is vibrating....
still
For a blank space
is vibrating....
still
The sexy sun sings to us
"as you wish"
She teaches us....
as she paints her canvas
of white clouds
waiting
She says........
as she paints her canvas
of white clouds
waiting
She says........
"Scene two
is up to
you....."
Thursday, November 7, 2013
I give.....
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Take
the gardens
Take
the oceans
Take
the woods
Take
the mountains
Take
me
Walk
the world
Walk
your path
Walk
with peace
Walk
with me
Walk
me
Spill
upon me
Spill
over in joy
Spill
your song
Spill
it into my ears
Spill
over
Fill
me
Climb
the incline
Climb
the hill
Climb
the mountain
Climb
in....next to me
Climb
me
Give
me your time
Give
me your love
Give
me your truth
Give
to yourself
Give
me
to myself again
I give
you my time
I give
you my love
I give
you my truth
I give
to myself....my self
I give
to you...
Me
Wednesday, November 6, 2013
Circle of Fire
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Souls sitting by the fire
singing
Truth in the trees
ringing
A circle of friends
reconnected
Souls in past lives
interjected
Here, again this
time around
One man made sure we
found
Each other in this present
place
Swept away to Peoria in the
river's space
Between the present and the
past
We ride the river of souls
like stones cast
In deep, beginning a journey
steep
Climbing the banks of this
life
Each of us currently battling
strife
Till we sit by the fire and
clear it away
As we sing to the night
and
wake to the day
The day our souls know as
reunion
Any time we need it, we find
communion
Around the fire as she blazes
bright
We are always drawn to the
light
We recognize in each
other
Sparked by our river town boy.....
a lover
of life and love and
desire
He joins us freely at our
circle of fire
He knows he has gifted us this
time
And when I count the blessings that
are mine
My Tribe is high on my
list
The answer to a deeply seated
wish
Warmed by love and joy, this
I require
I receive it as we sing around
the fire
Tuesday, November 5, 2013
The Affliction of Self Decline
Sat at the table too
long
I gambled away my
freedom
again
Same sad
song
Sung from lips wearing
no grin
Just a frightened frown
frozen
For the life that I have
chosen
is a gamble
Every day
I can't seem to get outta
my own way
Let the chips fall
from my
hands
as I fall flat on my
face
Plundered all my personal
plans
Escaped again, any
grace
I allowed to enter
for moments
brief
Hitting myself
upside my
head once more
Seeking joy, finding
no relief
Relief ain't down here
on the floor
I must push away from the
felted table
Walk away from the
adrenaline rush
Push comes to shove
Am I able
To tame time's heavy
relentless crush?
And step out into the light
as it shines
Upon this secret soul so
dark
I must discover a way to
make my life mine
As I walk away, let the drag
of my heels spark
A flame of rejuvenation
Burn me to a new creation
Free of any addiction
Rid myself of the affliction
of self decline
Resuscitate myself
Time for me to allow my
self to shine
Recovering gambler I
become
The one game I finally
won
Was the game to find
my self alive
I am here, albeit in hindered
stride
Standing upright somewhat
depleted
But I am...... standing
No longer seated
At the table where I lost
so much
The chair engulfing me was
my crutch
I've experienced a miraculous
healing
Sitting still is no longer
appealing
Standing up, off the ground
Affliction lost....
self found
Monday, November 4, 2013
Romancing My Truth
for my sanity
For long labored eons
I ran
Away from me
Or perhaps toward some
one, some kind of
clan
Secretly studying the ways
of others
Executing my moves with
stellar stealth
Yet, I kept coming back
to the awareness
I am me,
no one
else
One day of dark night
I knew my
hard birthed
truth
Returning to the
self I was
in my
wooded youth
I found myself by the
banks of a stream
Flowing and
playing with the
stones
Away from the world's
pain, from
her maladies and
moans
I was the water
flowing
and the dragonflies
dancing
My truth I am now
cultivating
clarifying and
romancing
I am all things and
none of them
in the same moment
of magic
I am the peace, the
calm, the
intuitive me
Peace borne from the
tragic
Search for a woman
walking with
me on my path
through many lived
lives
I have been a mother
a daughter
a lover...a hater
Someone's
wife
Labels and limitations
attached to all of
the
above
None of them
honoring
my newly nuanced
self love
The only label I
agree to
don
Is the one I wear
and now have
on
I am Me
aside from that.....I am
happily and honestly
Label Free
Sunday, November 3, 2013
Illuminated...for my farmily (intended typo)
We in the road
Illuminated in the love
of our farmily
Lying on the deep
black of the
black top traveled
by farm boys
and farm wives
Alive on our farm
under the
stars
Illuminated
Our love and respect
as vast
as the countless crystal
points of peace
hanging in the deep black
of the night.......
ours
Illuminated
Grateful for the gift
Humbled by the hands
in our own
Held and caressed
under the stars, over the
moon
In love on the farm
on a starry night
Lying in the road holding
hands
Melding our hearts
and our parts
of plans
Illuminated
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