Every instrument is another language You use the same notes to say the same things but it Sounds different in every tongue Every key is another love You touch the same places to show the same feelings But each smile it inspires is unique
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Any story
Give me all the love you feel comfortable giving A teardrop full is more than enough Tell me any story that crosses your mind And when I hear it, I’ll make it mine
Story
The name of this poem, written by Iku Takenaka (1904-1982), is Story: Quietly the cloud cast its shadow, Passing over avenues of trees, over ponds, over fields. Enduring both joy and sadness, the cloud silently drifted on… Then, above the sound of a single flute, the cloud stopped, Seeking the one who played: but thereContinue reading “Story”
Part of being a dreamer…
Part of being a dreamer is understanding that not every dream comes true and I do especially when it comes to you
They are eating the house across the street
They are eating the house across the street Giant slabs of flesh have already been torn from its skeleton The destroyers are even now, in the rain and the snow, surveying their plunder The man with the big white dog died And the skinny young woman slipped away in the night The doors and windowsContinue reading “They are eating the house across the street”
