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KEO - Happy New Year! (Free verse) by Wulf
i am much less than a weathered tome to your eyes come seek that which more than magick reveals language, the texture of my skin cloth spread 'cross bony spar cobweb sail wind of time What i have accomplished must occur a thousand times more these fifty years of mine existence i see the hand of my grandson upon the hand of my son over a hundred and fifty generations this eternal stack of hands promise and hope of aeon These are a thin whisper to the younger word secrets kissed into your ear We aren't doing so well this world of bombs and bullets we have made epithets of peace or else the mad science of overkill i hope you are there in spite of us have learned some thing because of us and are, better still, yet one of us i am a man who dreams It has even been suggested that i dream in color i do so hope you have color and a host of dreams upon waking To this end i have penned a song whose tune my son's guitar has learned to sing i have chosen to include the lyrics that its music might find your lips for i know if you are of me you will find a way to sing: Legend of New Horse Mama told her first son Come sit down by my side When everything is said and done all you can do is try Remember when you wonder which way and what to do some times only hunger will see a spirit through And we're standing in a crosswind Bad Moon bound to carry a legend on the rise When you follow your heart face the risk of breaking down set yourself a part awareness of the sound the arch of Earth and Sky peace angelic fall Mama said, "Son can we only fly when we're not above it all" We are standing in a crosswind Bad Moon bound to carry a legend on the rise Where Winter makes her mark what decades find lay claim a howling voice the dark and New Horse is its name A pounding heart of rage tempered passion will when it's time to turn the page a destiny fulfill And we're standing in a crosswind Bad Moon bound to carry a legend on the rise Breathless fall from the womb a four point landing to Maybe shake the mother spoon find a path that's true We are only what we are a kick in fortune's ass Honey we may hold the stars kiss the nights we pass We are standing in a crosswind Bad Moon bound to carry a legend on the rise Mama told her first son Come sit down by my side When everything is said and done all you can do is try Remember when you wonder which way and what to do some times only hunger will see a spirit through And we're standing in a crosswind Bad Moon bound to carry a legend on the rise ---------------- So there you have it i keep a tenuous grip at best so at odds am i to the time in which i have been borne i live near the mountains and share their breath and my Children, your next of next of kin Be generous and good to one another Look forward and not back Most of what you may learn from us is how not to be In history's stead keep a good heart Care about your young and old Those in between will thrive in a circle of wellness i like to think of myself as your father for it is what I have come best to be one who cares for Children sings when he gets the chance and appreciates the blessings of love when they occur Remember always that your spirit resides within yourself You are a living pagoda No one can show you the way yet may you close your eyes wander unclothed in a snowfield to be kissed by Gods Be humble and proud simply courageous... i promised myself i wouldn't preach when i penned this piece yet it sounded just then as if i were Listen, if you know me when this is found come get me straight away We will make a circle and pound our bare feet into the dust of our spiritual ground howl the legend to the heavens press our faces into the flesh of the new horse and ride the hell away copyright 2002 Thomas Paul {WORDWULF} SternerHowe


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Arithmetic Mean: 6.75
Weighted score: 5.2086053
Overall Rank: 4437
Posted: December 31, 2002 9:54 PM PST; Last modified: December 31, 2002 9:54 PM PST
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[10] INTRANSIT @ 152.163.188.72 | 1-Jan-03/8:20 AM | Reply
go on wit yo bad self.
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