A Song Of Forgetfulness
In the smoke-filled room
I sing songs on weekend nights,
Lost in the music
Surrounded by friends
Forgetting the vicious weeds,
Not that important
The world filled with doubt
No doubt in a melody
Shut the darkness out
Through the haze and smoke
And the sound of jazz and blues
A single note sways
Warmth
The sun is shining
Crystal blue waters and sand
My destination
I have been pining
Longing to be at the beach
Tropical nation
Long Lost Heroes
Back in ancient times
The Greek countryside in mist
The Ruins still speak
And what of heroes,
Those that legend made quite great?
The stones whisper weak
Every day I sing
And every day I need you
From islands I sigh
Vast seas spilled before
The tragedy pierced my heart
Bidding them goodbye
Tossing Seas
Warm the winter here
Ease of sorrows that have been
No heeding them now
Those little shadows
Holding fear o'er my head
No change in their course
Biting frost outside
Awaiting to fall down dead
Melted by water
Saltwater afar
Saltwater from the stirred seas
Gathered for voyage
Bring across the globe
All winter's fury that freeze
And then tossing seas
2008
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