Words Come Not Easy.

Amongst the words and letters written between the lines
Those lines I've been staring at such a long time
The words wouldn't come
they were on the tip of my tongue
So hard transferring it on, to paper
& write between the lines what's in my mind
The scents in the air it's amongst the clouds
The scent of rain, laden heavily within the clouds
With the much, needed rain
As it descends upon a parched land
Settling on your lips without refrain glistening
The blueness of your eyes set deeply within
Like the colours of the cornflowers
Right down the field below me..such a sight to see
As I walk through its a sea of blue, so deep so true
Just like the colour of your eyes
As I touch each flower within..
Warm thoughts forming in, my minds  mind
Struggling somewhat to be amongst those lines much desired
In company, of those casting, they're words with easy
As they sit, write and write again words flowing easily
Where one finds himself is neither here nor there
I love where I am, but my heart cry's
For the place where I was born.
Searching every face in the crowd
Searching for you in every man I see!
Still searching for that face
That could be He.
Who could he be!
He could be everyone or anyone
That's right.
He's the one in my dreams
That has become part of me!
Each thought each dream
Whether am awake or asleep
He's there within me, roots growing deeply
He Is forever within me
Whether I've lost him or not
Words I can forget not words
Words ingrained in my mind
Words simple words can't do without him
Words like I love him.
Words come not easy!

Through Our Eyes.

Through our eye's 

We witness the best and the worst of human nature.
But I rather see the beauty before me as I glance and see
Those that love me unconditionally...
Seeing the love in their eyes when am hurting at times...
Looking at the sky's seeing the enormity that goes beyond you and me. 
This universe that one can not comprehend it's beyond me.
And I in my ambiguity do stare, & see the formation those clouds above me
The enchantment  by the colour of my firmament.
The moon, in the midnight velvety blue sky, 
Playing havoc with my mind
Inexplicably the moon affecting my, mind my soul my senses! 
My senses Banshee like, as I struggle with my defences 
As the moon up above certainly has a pull on my senses  
Mesmerisingly I can believe not 
This enchantment running right through me
At this precise moment, gladness exuding within me
Disperse this feeling can not the illusiveness in my mind 
Right there before my eyes the moon in its enchantment
Filling my heart with love, scintillating above my sky's my stars,  
My universe!
But as I look out and see right there before me
Nature, that's intended for you and me.
As I look at the trees dancing in the breeze whispering night winds
Vibrantly the flowers I see enchanting me, the colours of a rainbow
Wonderment filling my eyes my soul with gladness.
From the grass to the trees the flowers & the bees as they go on pollinating.
Gods displays, before our eyes every day of our days every day of our lives
Pollination going on another day
With your eyes opened wide as you go about your world 
Awesomely nature, naturally before our eyes.
The mountain highs reaching for the sky's 
Way, way above the clouds,
Those Condors flying high riding those thermal winds.
Standing there mesmerised unparalleled beauty tears forming in my eyes
From the mountains to the valleys the savannah's wild so wild!
The animals before our eyes majestically wondering by
Filling one's eyes with this enchantment
Filling one's eyes with such contentment as ones sighs
The pain within constricting one's heart
As we go from the savannah's to the mountains highs
Filling our eyes...
God's work in all it's magnificence...

                                     By Connie James. 

I Die A Little

Each time he goes I die a little
Anytime he ignores me I die a little
And my heart breaks a little
Every time he goes, without a goodbye
And my heart aches a little 
Without him, I die a little
As I think about he more than a little
And my heart cry's a little
As my eyes cry out a little
And my tears flows out a little
When I see him about without I
He takes the piss out of me a little
He takes me for granted a little
Am quite sick of it a little
Why can't he just get on his bike
And ride out of my life...Just a little
I've had enough of it much more than a little
I'd love a little praise just a little;
As they use me more than a little
Taking advantage of me much more than a little
Expecting me to be there all the time, more than a little
Commenting in how he does...A little
His rather more than selfish a little
He says not much to me at any time...
Commenting on those others more than a little
Living me high and dry, more than a little
Each time he goes I die a little
Yet he expects me to be there a little
Always with a smile all the time a little
But my heart always dies a little
My throat constricting much more than a little
Each time he goes without a goodbye; I die a little
So why the hell do I cry more than a little
Each time he goes I can help not
But cry...

In My Dreams

In our subconscious dreams obsessively will be
As we search for that one consciously
With the torments of hell in the obsession
That person, that's only in our dreams.
Perfectly or otherwise after all its just a dream!
But the anguish in one's hearts painfully
In my dreams the euphoria, of he being there for me
The dream that I've dreamed confusingly
The one that teaches me to feel to see to love within me
See what he sees through the eyes of he, that surrounds me  
See what he sees as he goes searching for me
And in my dreams dream my heart skipping a beat
Standing there seeing him, seeing him waiting for me
That smile that fills my heart with ecstasy,
Please let it be let it be.
In my dreams, there's someone looking for me.
As I search him obsessively in every face I see
And my heart flipping as I caught him looking at me
In mortification dying in my heart, it's no he
In my dreams,
I look into his eyes and say look at me look at me...  
Been waiting such a long time searching, searching for Thee
Your blindness,
Every time you look right through me, you do not see.
Look at me look at me.
In my dreams reaching out for you..your not there
I can see that far away look in your eyes, you do not see me.
You're searching some other obsessively.
If you'd really looked at me.
In your blindness,
You see not me standing there before Thee
In your obsessiveness, going from town to town city to city
Across the water in your ambiguity,
Searching the unattainable love of your dreams.
When I've been waiting patiently, for Thee
In my dreams as only dreams can be,
Reaching touching  your face ambiguously,
You're not, therefore,  me.
My tears spilling out, my hearts crying you see,
For the one, I see in my dreams,
You're not there your not there...
But the ambivalence in me,
The yearning I have for thee
They're just dreams they're just dreams...
Dreams they'll ever be.

                                       By Connie James

A Point Of No Return

The light that travels from your face to your eyes, I love them
But I love more the darkness, the sighs 
In you I see, the nights are mine the stars are yours... 
With my naked hands, I reach out for you 
Looking into your eyes, 
I kiss your eyes your lips temptation rising high...
Incapable of thinking, not as it comes down to you
Like never before finding shelter in your arms 
Secretly in pride am that stranger that you won't open up to
I've asked you time and time again what's up with you 
I too have feelings when we kiss in the darkness of the night 
But you just take giving nothing in return.
Yes my shirts always missing a button or two
Just a slight glance from you, I see in your eyes
What you're thinking my love purposely intended that was, 
Looking askance-ly a look from you...
The madness of it that afternoon kiss,
In a trance as our bodies speak our minds our eyes
In a frenzy, our hands our minds interlocking...         

That distant thunder scenting, our wonderings never far away.
For you, I have my mouth my lips my everything
Which is more than your prepared to give me!
The breeze, the strength of your arms leaving me weak so weak
As you scoop me, up to escape I want not 
The whispers the rain, the blue lightning lighting your face 
The primitiveness of our embrace standing there
With flames in our minds our blood 
Sweating intermingling with the rain
To a point of no return...

                                     By Connie James. 

    

The Pride The Pain.

Your still with me after what we have lost
On the verge of  darkness the touch of the warm sun so warm
Those rays that mean so much touching us like a light within
The golden orange noons fossilised
Symbolising the love between us
But between our lips the sun warm born painting us
With the colours the red skies so deep
As we search the others eyes meaningful beyond.
But the wounds are too fresh much too fresh
Between the pain the pride can not abide the pain within.
I sense the scent of you as I reach to touch to kiss
But the distances are so far beyond the horizon far
My eyes relentlessly seeking you amongst the crowds
Walking in between those alleys at winter time
The foggy nights those mists soaking through
The street lamps the shops shut
In my mind I visualise seeing you at times
Standing there in dusty clouds
Crossing the rail tracks
Only one thing in our minds
painted love naked or not
The pride like pain within us    

                  ...Connie James

Evil Of Our World..

From a very young age,
I've question this business about religion..
Being forced to go to church
when that was the last think I wanted to do
So I've become an agnostic not sure about,
about anything..
Yet I was made to feel guilty for keeping away
a black sheep
I was called by all and sundry..
The hypocrisy of elders condoning me
putting fear in my soul, that's how they get to you..
To believe in God one must not possess a brain of our own..
One must accept the waffle ones told,
Question not the meaning of life as we see it..
Religion is one of the evils of our world,
Awful things happens in the name of religion
their Gods..
what I see and read what's going on on our world,
the ugliness the mentality of those leaders
fighting for supremacy over all..
Brain washing the imbecile's of our worlds
there God's the only God believing in fear..
very hard to believe in a god fearfully..
Why can't we just live & let live..
Why cant we be left alone deciding for ourselves
whether we pray to a God or not..
my God is nature as I see-it ..
One needs not to enter the so called house of God ..
knowing what goes on behind their doors closed ..
What better cathedral is there going out in the open air
worshipping the beauty around..
drinking the vision before ones eyes..
ones heart filing full the surroundings eminently..
From the valleys the mountain highs
one stands there in awe mesmerised,
from the oceans the water falls to-the rivers,
taking in the beauty of nature..
one stands there ones heart full,
emotionally at an impasse..
looking at gods creation as they say, the nature of it all..
who needs a church when we have
a cathedral a natural nature before our eyes..
It's as if He casts a spell upon our world ..
Gods work in all its magnificence........

                                                 Connie James.

The Poet In Me

Fire rampaging through there was no sign of you
I was burning through & through the fire within me
In the evening's twilight the love between us
Across darkness permeating within
The corridors of my mind
Between the darkness & the light
Murmuring, little birds as the evening sets in
The moon in her fulness sheading her light
Like a spot light searching her beam upon you
As you lie hugging your pillow against you
Weeping like a river, wet with tears
The westerly winds softly blowing upon me
Unbelievably softly caressing me
A feather light whispering...
Coming upon you the fog & the dew
The moon at half light just about to see you
Waiting for you in the sleepless
Of my nights hopping;
My eyes sleepless too..
If I was the only being in the world
Awake awaiting for you
Greeting you my lips softly kissing you
Uttering my verses of poetry;
Filling my mind with images touching you
Drinking the essence of you
I, am flowing just like that river
As I step near to you
The madness the sheer madness
As I hold your face and see
That reluctant madness in you too
As if a magician casting my cards aimlessly
Fresh on my mind my words
As I look at you..kiss me wont you
Like poetry in motion kissing you
The woman that I am
The Poet in me!

             By Connie James  

Warmth Of The Night

In the warmth of the night I often reach out to, you
Reaching so you can hold me tight
Hating being far so far away from you
Wishing that you'd be mine my whole life through
Your words fleetingly from your lips
Verses playing havoc on my mind
Your eyes your lips your face you can not disguise
In shadows in silhouette, I'll know it's you
By the way, you hold your head
The stance in your standing
Reading your body language so familiar to me
In the light the red room with the station nearby
The fog emanating so thickly I can see not your eyes
With the steam those, coffee beans the aroma intoxicating
Tantalising my taste buds bringing water to my mouth
Participating in those shadows of you walking through
Walking through shadows trying to get to you
Like embracing kissing them loving the whole of your shadow,
Standing there looking at you
In between the distances of the bridge, you stand by.
Covered by the misty night is such a sight
Sending shivers through my spine
With those pages never written but I swear I've written them
Thousands and thousands of times in my mind
Still lingering there in silence I utter, in my mind softly
For you care not for the words I silently have written on my mind
In the midst, of my eyes perpetually seeing you
You are the shadow of the one the silhouette so true
So handsome are you beautiful through and through
My words belong to me not, they were written for you
They were written on that night when my mind could not
Erase my memory of you
They were born and transformed every which way
In my mind, I've arranged them in sequence
The memory of your lips
The scent of your lips as you kissed me
They were the scent of sandalwood
The colour so true
Resembling dreams of the darkness ink like
Coming back each night..
Kiss me!
In my dreams am missing you
Missing your love your kisses
Missing your arms about me
Taking shelter in your arms holding you tight never letting go
So many things to say so many things to tell you
It's written all in verses
You'll know what to do.

   

Perpetual

In perpetual readiness, I am as I look at you
Just one look one-touch sending shivers through my mind
As you look at me that way by the river side,
bellow that mountain high
As you touch me.
My mind my mind can think not
As your interfering with my senses,
my mind growing wild wilder than the winds
Am putty in your hands you know how to play me so well
whispering words blowing my mind
Words am not used to ambiguous words naughty words
as your hands doe's the talking
every little touch sending  shivers through my spine
under your hands I can believe not
the senses the senses lost for words
when your hands do the talking.
minds in ecstasy out of control, that's me
I cried out you name time and again,
as your hands did the whispering
Ahh my brain my brain unable to think so out of control,
as I cling on to you as if my life depended on it.
the ambivalence in me as we lay by the river side
just bellow that mountain high that very first time
where I became yours at least on, my mind
Ambiguously.          

Hamin E Ast

                           

As I stand A child a youth a man I dared to dream
Of times past times now and my tomorrows
Dreamed dreams of yesteryear the adventures still have within
It takes vision to visualise the Taj as it was in those times past
It takes passion love courage to make-it real
Standing by the river banks the stars descends kissing the marble face
The Taj in dew of winter softly kissing her
The fog in layers ethereal gossamer like a soft lens
The Dome the turrets the frescos one can only imagine
There're as prominent now as they were all that time ago
As one meanders one gets lost in time, a time forgotten
You can hear the workers labourers the commotions within
Stepping horses as they immerse with the humanity
The lighting of the lamps citizens in laughter
For they have seen not such grandeur the magic
That for a child a youth a man grown still see the magic all around
AS I stand before the frescoes of old of times past
The emotion hitting me full hearted to my mind came the thought
 As I utter Paradise on earth
                               
                                             "Hamin e Ast"  

That's The Crux...

Time's halfway through there's no sign of you
I miss you! you know.
We could talk, about everything under the sun
I miss my friend.
Without any reservations, reservations, we had none
So excited,
Back from the Himalayas, you were
But I haven't heard a dicky, bird
Silence penetrates my world, Why?
Wanted to hear all your news, everything you saw
Experiences or what have you,
But you, my friend AWOL you went
Leaving me uncertain of what to think.
Was what I said  a no, no no !!
You know I didn't mean offence in any way,
It's that feeling that I get, usually right my feelings are
Not letting me down badly as in this instance,
My feelings getting me in trouble, firstly and foremost
For they want not, or know not, what I feel
Including those closer to me
Emotionally I find myself very much alone,
But what the hell used to it I'll be
Disrupting your life I was trying not,
Am after not, anybody
Just, someone, I could talk without any reservations
To, you I thought I could talk,
A breath of fresh air you were,
Like you there was none, not anywhere
Didn't have to hide,
Hide from me, letting not, anyone see the real me.
But if the real me, is not enough,
Some impediment there must be in how
I express my feelings.
They'll be the death of me.
But my feelings are me!
That perpetual being that I am,
To those, I know not to befriend!
I liked you from day one when I chanced upon you
So funny so jovial, joking were you
When I commented on such a beautiful warm street scene
You said would it be wonderful walking down such street,
Arm in arm drunkenly.
I always loved, to laugh and joke just like anybody.
But my comments were deleted, fortunately.
You know, last night in my box, I did look                      
I thought not so offensive, what was said...
I said what at the time I felt was so
I can hide not behind a persona, that am not
Am just me not worth much in my book
For I drive everyone mad it seems, to me.
So you see my friend am mourning for you
No one like you to talk, talking openly
In the quest for someone too far, I went I guess
To talk to about anything under the sun,
But how wrong can one be.
Once you said that the people you liked
Changing towards you
But change, I have not am still that woman
In the ambivalence in me
Perhaps with a touch of obtusity
For obtuse I must be to trust others in my world.
Ambiguously.
Getting all worked up those that understand...
Starting misunderstanding me
Oh, my friend, I miss you have that ache's within,
Feelings setting heavily upon me
Its so hard to know whether one's right or not                      
Or am I too emotional,
For you, my friend.
Perhaps that's the crux,
I know not...

                                   By Connie James.

EYES OF MY MIND

Visualising your face in the eyes of my mind 

In the mists, the winds whispering softly so softly 
I can hear music, behind the eyes of my mind, visualising  

Retracing the contours of a face so well known by me 
As It touches my mind my imagination, perilously 
A little faded by the years gone by, but diminished or not  
I know not if you recall me anymore 
I can see you not in the eyes of my mind, that time by the riverside 
In silhouette, I can see you so much clear now, like yesterday 
You're In the depths of my soul, the very core of me.. 
Whether I've wanted or not you've been sometime now.  
At the station on the stroke of midnight, freezing cold you were 
The fog white so white, there was me waiting for you 
Flashing through my mind memories of you and I. 
Walking slowly to you glancing at you, could refrain not from your lips..
As I kissed your eyes your lips your mouth I was mesmerised 
With words of the night ambiguously, you whispered stay with me.   
Reaching out for, you kissing you once again, 
My mind could forget not the whispers the sigh's of the night             
With all the love the pampering of wanting to love you..
Whispering quietly my love make love to me 
I can see in your eyes your need of me. 
Can you see not the same need in me, progressively  
I've painted you in my mind the way I see you wanting me 
Could we not my love do it once more,
Making love to last me a lifetime, before we say goodbye.
in the darkness of the night to the lightness of dawn 
Before the rising of the sun, blinds my eyes.
My eyes warm so warm I reach to touch you once again 
In the mists of my mind the winds, blowing softly.  
I care not anymore.

                                             By Connie James 

                            

My Love Loves Me

Waken up to a glorious day beautiful sky above
not a breeze in the wind gladdening my eyes
With the sparkle in the sky's above my firmament 
Its a sharp cold day but not freezing you see
It'd been good enough to run wild amongst my Purbeck's so beautiful
In a good mood rather am feeling swell my jeunesse love loves me
Oh my wouldn't you like to know, but its just between him and me
As I go from day to day feeling my way with the wondrous of it
My heart's feeling full at this precise moment
But I know it'll be crashing down round my ears.
I'll enjoy whilst it'll last no other choice you see
But I know that my love loves me..
its there in his gestures in the language the uses
Turning me on and on with each phrase he uses
Oh my.. he's driving me spare in wanting me there..every moment
My heart's all a flutter when he's around
With a mind reasoning not, a body thinking not past time for thinking
One would't think that one could have such feelings
Sending ones minds soaring beyond infinity
Because my love loves me..
He loves me for whom I am not what others think I should be
Am a person that's become alive
Rather than in limbo where I use to be.
Could believe not the ecstasy in me
He drove me to hell and back
Then back again mind soaring grasping for sanity
The lucidity was fading away from me
As I cried out his name time and time again
But my love wonted set me free
From the chains he so securely attached to me
Not that I wanted to run, taking all he had for me
Whilst my love needs me I'll stay.
Confounded would't you say!!
As I wake up to face another day.
Still smiling though.

Connie James

Words So True

As I touch your face your lips looking into your eyes
Keeping between them the distances of me and you
Words engraved by me there're neither new nor old
But there're my words so true,
there're coming from my heart in the understanding of you
As if we had no part in the smiles the shades the little pains
Tracing them on paper eloquently.
The solitary madness so deeply ingrained in my memory of you
My face upon my hands my eyes in pain can not look at you
As I pick my pen and write recollecting myself and you
The little love left between us between you and me
The seduction the embrace could help not loving you
The nakedness of that embrace the saddest truth,
Am the woman that loves the poet so true.
I read and paint the feelings between me and you each brush stroke
Each note I read playing havoc with my senses
My senses exuding love when am with you  
Standing there with love in my heart looking at you
On the highway we pass I walk alone drunkenly
with your words on my mind lacklustre free so free
Finding myself within me.    

                                   Connie James.

Strangers In Love

In my unintelligently words, words broken verses of poetry
As I sleep breathe dream in the sanctity of love perfection so pure
As I speak them write them and utter them in the half light of the night
Walking to you in the fog dense so dense
I could see your face not before me
As I tentatively touched you by the fire light
its warmth so true between me and you
Standing there hypnotically rooted to the spot forgotten by you
I know not the hold, you have on me
As I ambiguously love what you do to me  
In my city unknown, knowing you the way I do
In a trance obsessively in my obsession of you
I stand there in silhouette nakedly as you look stare at me
And as you touch me I can bare not the ambiguity in you the uncertainty
I whisper my darling wont you look at me
Standing there in all my glory my poetry
Like the stranger I've become to you,
The strangers in love what's happen to you
I stand there before the rusted old walls yellow
Like the verses written in Urdu by Ghalib the legendary
Verses like strangers in love..or will ever be.

                                     Connie James.

Different Time

Remembering a different time
When you were there for me
But it's been such a long long time
Since we laughed smiled at some joke you've uttered
Words from our youthfulness leaving childhood behind
Within our dreams our bed in the night time
Softly tenderly as you touch me and I, you
The happiness we've known in our lives
Everything we've been trough
And when all's said and done the joys the secret joy
Of what we said or left unsaid
The joyousness of what we are as the moon shines up above
Shining through the silvery white shining moon
Your lips relaxed..Now no more whispers in the night
Silent lips quiet now fantasising the love the sigh's
You and I lived on the verge of my tears
I've needed the warmth just a little of you at the time.
Through the sleepless nights my eyes my eyes still searching for you
In the crowds in the highways under he lamps in the alleyways
Half in trance searching you like a petal in the spring time
My eyes are forever searching for you..

                                    Connie James.

Grasping For Sanity.

Oh please my darling go away let me be
For you can quench not this yearning this need in me
A can of worms you've opened can't you see.
My minds working overtime
Your bombarding me all of the time
With words, I know not the meaning of.
This exhilaration in me for I never thought
I had this wantonness this abandonment in me
From those seeds you've planted in my mind
Roots growing all of the time
Reaching deeply within me the longing, I can endure not
Please please shut your mouth for, am kissing you
How can I kiss your eyes your lips
When you keep talking infernal-ly
Struggling with these feeling inside of me
As you keep repeating, repeating words I know not
Inflaming my mind as I get turned on and on
Your sweet nothings are sweeter than honey
As am grasping for the meaning of this lunacy within me
Have to keep repeating all the time the meaning there off
It's playing havoc, in my mind
Please shut up for as demented as I am
Hearing such words burning a hole in my mind
Incandescently words I've never heard of
My face burning red hot the heat within.
It's there for you to see as I am grappling for sanity
My mind inflaming can explain not
This feeling inside of me for I was dead within
The freedom of such speech has left me weak so weak
As I can cope not with such feelings as this
My mind in a mire of lust knowing not how to deal with it
Your incandescent words burning in my mind
Questions questions you're asking all of the time
Questions am reluctantly or can answer not
Never knew anyone like you as you'd insistently
Questions pressing me as I reluctant to see
Please, drop it says I give over give me a break.
A break you wouldn't give not, everything you want to know
From what I feel what I think what I eat what I dream
Such a nosey beggar you are too much for me
I've never felt like this before as you turn me on & on
Lunacy set me free!
Hearing your voice, that first time was shocked tongue tied
You said you'd speak not, sending shivers down my spine
As I heard you talk making some excuse or not
That very first time lost for words was I
I fear good for me you're not, with a body thinking not
Reasoning not in one's mind when there's fever within one's blood
One reason can not when lovers speak..
Sending shivers down one's spine, lunacy comes to mind
My mind Burning somewhat grasping for a reason to be
Feeling your eyes incandescently on me..wanting
The ambivalence in me this wanting you've planted in my mind
I can see not the light between you and I
But the darkness within, the light struggling to feel not,
What am feeling my mind floating on cloud nine
The extremity's this wanting am feeling
It can have not a good ending
Grasping for sanity!

      Connie James.




      

Feelings..

All my life I've struggled with feelings
What one feels it's neither here nor there
Feeling hurt,  I can cope not with hurt feeling
So I try keeping mine under wraps or not
But what is, feelings! for me feelings are
What I keep deeply inside of me deep in my soul
Hiding feelings from those I know
Now and again they pop up somehow
Allowing them to show,
But if I wasn't meant to have all these feelings
God wouldn't allow me I know
What's the good of all these feelings
That I keep inside of me not allowed to share
These feelings amongst you and you and me
Some seem to think their feelings have priority
But my family & friends my heart cry's what about me!
From a very young age, Papa would say to me
Feel-it ! It's how you feel inside
As you listen to the music said he as he was trying to teach me
Feel the music darling you must feel the music
That's the only way you see, now I have all these feelings
All knotted inside of me the confusion is such
What I feel about you, you & me
I can not listen to certain music much anguish inside of me
The constriction in my heart, it's not obvious to see
As I listen to a piece of beautiful music
Feelings that I can not ignore feelings so many feelings
I was taught to feel with my soul
But they didn't teach me how to stop feeling...
How does one stop feeling
Like the beauty surrounding you the moon the sun the stars
The wondrous dunes and ocean seas
The beaches that go's on forever right there before me
As one looks around, sitting by the sea
The peacefulness the silence
The rumble of the waves crashing on the shore
Such powerful sounds you can imagine
Like some distant drums a-calling boom, boom boom.
As I inhale and exhale in time to the crashing of the waves
As I sit meditating letting it all was over me
The feeling is such am floating like float-some
To some imaginary island far, far away
Its beauty is immeasurable as I land and look around me
I've landed in paradise don't you know
The rumbling of the waves, like music to my mind
The sway back and forth back and forth
As if it's dancing the Danube
Such a magical sound as one sways to and fro
The feeling is such the exhilaration immense
As I dance by myself on that forever beach
Am floating, floating high feeling as if
Am doing pirouettes with Rudolph Nureyev
 But one must come down to earth with a bump
As the boy says hey sleepy head lets go
The unbelievable feeling I had inside of me
Comes crashing down tears for all to see
What comes down to its this its okay to have all those feelings
If one knows how to deal with them
Am afraid haven't managed as yet
To control my feelings as it is...
It seems I never will.

                                By Connie James.