My Poetry
1000Loves a symphony, I have no choice, I have no bearing when it calls to me I raise my voice to the skies as they’re clearing wind it comes in like a thousand birds floating on the unfamiliar words days are leaving us one by one, nothing we can do you must let the sun in to shine on you, to shine through you darkness will forget to find its shadows sleeping the rain is only angels when they are weeping Come and hear the wind a symphony of a thousand birds begins their wings like blades of fire, blades of grass and dreams as sharp as steel they hang upon the wire when the dreams come, your will forsaken on paths so broken your soul will take in all that it can feel time it drifts by so slowly now you’ll barely hear it makes so little sound , cup your ears and follow the melody a thousand birds placed in the skies for all to see the ocean tides like the wind drift in and out so free Dream for all it’s worth your time is now, your hearts rebirth lift your wings up to the skies a thousand birds will pass you by take the wind back, it’s been at your heels forever now the symphony of light is turning now, a color wheel, a prism connected to the stars shines the way, it shows my heart just where you are Loves a symphony I cannot hear until you look at me the wind is lifting us, please let me see, let me see all the days they disappear, one by one a thousand birds will fly away from here upon the winds of days into the sun, never to be seen again take the sun into your heart as the symphony of life begins once again my love a thousand birds fall in unison from high above, open your heart let them in © Words written by Glenn Bowie 2010 COLORS The color of your sin, enveloped by a yearning every move, every beat of your heart something bigger is at stake here, your heart on an axis and its slowly turning Pulling me into the core, gravity feeding off my willingness to be at the center of your desire nothing can withstand the heat of your love, inside this white hot fire The color of your passion, surrounded by this fortress of time its structure ever so present to scale the walls of time, I see your heart lying so still awaiting its reprise in the distance As I reach the top I free fall into your dreams on the other side if the sun should eclipse the moon as your dreams would my heart will it still pull the tides The color of your soul, all the colors becoming one the absence of color within my own heart as I try to feel once again your white hot core so intense, as if I have touched and held the surface of the sun The color of your sin, I can no longer feel it but yet it burns like an unseen force I can no longer see it my heart yearns, gravity pulling against my will it still draws me in, as it always will © Words written by Glenn Bowie 2009 NIGHT BIRD No one is born into this world alone, we distance ourselves as we go along time is the only card we are shown, even so we read it wrong even so we are called upon there’s a bird in the dark he’s singing all alone , some birds they just sing all alone from birth they know how to fly, from birth they know how to sing their songs We are instilled with emotions and fears, the first thing we learn is how to cry not to sing we taste the salt of our own tears and we feed on the promise that a new dawn may bring if only we were born with a song instilled like a bird, if only we could fly knowing that we are brought down sometimes by words there’s a bird on a wire singing the sweetest song he knows it by heart, as the day is long some birds they sing all alone even under the cover of darkness it is not taught it is inside him, it is known No one dies in this world alone we choose to either reach out or to chase solitudes shadows solitudes cold shadows can break us, as the bird singing alone in the dark he knows singing in the dark to the silences of the night no bird singing back, the night bird he still sings all alone instilled in his heart a loneliness, instilled in his heart a way home we get lost along the way, we have no song we are born with to keep for our own but there are songs we can learn to sing ways to fly and find a way back home so sing like the night bird even if no ones singing back at you for there is love instilled inside your heart, its this love we have to choose © Words written by Glenn Bowie 2010 |
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