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HEAVY
RAIN IN MY SOUL
Heavy rain
in my soul
Heavy grays
as if I toil
underground
in a mine
with weeping walls
dark with grime
Blue skies
Autumn golds
Vivid honeys
I behold
with my eyes
But inside
dark gray skies
Your touch is warm
But I am numb
tired
weary
I've become
dark and gray
Heavy rain
in my soul
I despair
can't believe
we'll make it through
you and me
as a couple
as a pair
Heavy grays
everywhere
not honeyed golds
Is it old grief
welling through
bruising the day
me and you?
Or is it the truth? -
there won't be
a couple
made of
you and me?
For now
despair
blue skies
your warm touch
barely touching
the rock of fear
the wall of chill
as I plod onward
led by my will
but I long for
a nest
a rest
a love that fills
stills
the cold gray rain
in my soul
Elsa
October 19, 1996
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Heavy rain in my soul. Heavy grays.
Blue skies, autumn gold, vivid honeys,
I behold with my eyes.
But inside, dark gray skies.
Words music longing,
words music dark gray skies.
A dozen
years ago,
I began to wake up
with word pieces -
words music, spoken word, songs -
in my head.
Escape velocity.
Echo of the echo.
Tank almost empty.
Can't cross the gap.
Welcome into my world.

WORDS
MUSIC WORDS
Every
time I'm going
into the words not knowing
what kind of thing I'm doing
what is this thing I'm making
what are these words creating
Words
music, music words, rhythm beat,
spoken word, song,
words music, words beat,
rap poetry,
trip hip unhip unzipped
whispered, shouted, sung.
What is this?
spoken word poetry?
rap tap rhythm song?
Where do these words belong?
They don't follow song rules
so they can't be songs
Are some rap
with a rap beat?
Are some spoken word?
Some are to be sung -
country, trip hop, pop, folk, blues,
country folk, rock and roll, rap,
world beat, jazz, folk pop,
rhythm and blues.
words music words
rhythm beat strong
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words to be lived
moments
word music worlds
rhythm beat
What's cooking?
Whatever comes -
words alive
words strong
words music worlds
rhythm beat
strong
movement
words moving
words shaping
words taking
words trying
to catch life
to catch moments
moments like fireflies
one moment bright
next moment gone
words
words and rhythm
words to be spoken
words to be sung
words, sounds, music
word music worlds
words going on and on
like the beat of a drum
word pieces
piecing together moments
word music worlds
stronger
fainter
closer
and then
can't hear
they're gone
like moments
Elsa
July 15, 2006
©
copyright - Elsa Schieder - 2007, all rights reserved
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