Photograph Memory

Drop By Plummet

2008-09-19T13:35:00.002-07:00

Drop by plummet is inside
The water drippings only
The places of gardens between
Of frosty silences lonely
The crystal clear torchlight
Of the after dark hour
The feeling of frosty icily
Of a window silver flower

Night into night so deep
And breezy of a coldness song
Every distant of reverberation
From the footpath of street along
Where waves of iciness doorway
Is easy on going slick
The perimeter of nail pale eyes
Of breathing and quiet trick

Drop by drop is outside
And giving so much of this
Going to the inside and hiding
With every feeling there is
The solitude of the snarling
When the roof goes drop by drop
And the winter on white road
Is ongoing in none stop

Ride on High - Ride on Low

2008-09-19T13:35:00.001-07:00

Ride on high and ride on low
Live and become easy
You must come and you must go
Life is close and breezy
In the night there is still time
Finding pleasures thrown
In its darkish dance and lime
Not much is though shown

Give the roads its much way
Turning to left and right
Anything that comes might stay
If it is of a moody night
Bring your tender feeling's hook
With this house of mire
You might have that certain look
On to men long hot-wire

Got to love and give some in
To the world your love depends
Nightly wish and twinkling spin
Till the dark meets its own ends
Something is that never tops
Only comes to deeper understanding
With love and feelings chops
Each to its play commanding

Ride on high and ride on low
Live and become easy
You must come and you must go
Life is close and breezy
In the night there is still time
Finding pleasures thrown
In its darkish dance and lime
Not much is though shown

Ride on high and ride on low
To the way - each way you go

There Is a Sun

2008-09-19T13:35:00.000-07:00

There is a sun of yearning
In everyone's heart
Where glow themes are burning
In the throbbing apart
And if you listen close
You will hear its tone
In flash flaming glows
And its wanderings alone

Love is to know and meet
To make it become true
Filling up passionate need
That’s a part of you
With every feelings run
That gives a heart or aches
Like early morning sun
That grants a feeling or takes

There is a sun in desire
Like snow on mountains high
A glow on to born fire
Before its desire shall die
A morning of aspiring dawn
Moments that comes to you
And you to their eternal‘s drawn
Until your life is through