Saturday, December 31, 2022

Still Held . . .

 . . . together 

There was a time
When I was so unsure 
Of how I would find
My way through tears and trouble.
This big world can
Look so scary 
To a little boy
On his own.

It's held together by your love.
So secure sometimes it's frightening.
The thread connecting
All the right things
That help me to survive.
It's held together by your love.
It's so sure it strikes like lightning
A breeze refreshing
Me when I 
Find that life is cruel.
It's held together by your love

Each day I'd see 
Life full of uncertainty.
So few were free
From burdens of humanity.
It seemed to 
Me like everything 
Was fraying 
Before my eyes

I'm not one to run away
From each little storm.
Only fools refuse assistance
As they're carried downstream in the 
Rushing foam

I look around,
Concerned for much 
I see now.
I may have found
The rare elusive why and how
That everyone keeps searching
For, to bind or mend
All life's loose ends. 




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Friday, December 30, 2022

Strange . . .

. . . how and from where a song may come . . . 


". . . Circumstances played into American hands when France failed to suppress a slave rebellion in Haiti. One hundred thousand slaves, inspired by the French Revolution, had revolted, destroying 1,200 coffee and 200 sugar plantations. In 1800, France sent troops to crush the insurrection and re-conquer Haiti, but they met a determined resistance led by a former slave named Toussaint Louverture. Then, French forces were wiped out by mosquitoes carrying yellow fever. "Damn sugar, damn coffee, damn colonies," Napoleon, the French leader, exclaimed. Without Haiti, Napoleon had little interest in keeping Louisiana. . ."



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Thursday, December 29, 2022

Dreaming . . .

 

. . . of summertime . . . 

 OHO's Ocean City Ditty from OHO's album Gazebo

 
     

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Wednesday, December 28, 2022

Tweaking . . .

I can be a fool just as well as anybody can.
Just a little rope and I'll hang myself like any other man.
I'm not so different from the rest.
So please don't put me to the test.
I don't get my kicks when I hurt you or I make you cry.
I can find the courage for anything I want to if I try.
I know I have to take the risk,
A strange dependency I guess.

It's a simple case of matter over mind.
It's a human race.
There are winners all the time.
Just a pretty face.
Such a pretty face.

I go walking right in her general direction.
I go walking without a fear of my detection.
And I've been called every name in the book
But I don't care about it. 
Some kind of crook may be remorseful
But if you take a look, then you'll see
What kind of fool that I can be.

You looked at the world your own way, rose-colored spectacles,
Only heard the things that you chose,
Saw what you wanted to see.
You didn't look too hard at me,
Had no idea what I could be.
On the other hand in my case I knew I wanted you.
I could see the trust in your eyes,
A trust so far out of place.
You didn't see through my disguise.
It hit you right between the eyes.

Now the game I played is all over and done.
Though it hurt you so,
There's no way you could have won.
So it wasn't fair.
Do you think I care?

I'll do anything to take advantage
Of a situation thrown my way.
I'll move a mountain if I think I have to.
I'm moving mountains every day.

Call me anything that you want,
That's your prerogative.
Be as honest as you can be.
Make sure you hold nothing back.
I'll have to take it like a man.
I'll do it any way I can.
Odds I won't refute what you say.
I've heard it all before.
Yes I've heard it time and again
Because I've lived it and what's more.
It's just of part of who I am
It's more than every now and then.

Do you think I'll change? Can an old dog learn new tricks,
Turn my life around?
There's so much I'd have to fix.
No it can't be done.
I'll just have my fun.
                        
 
     
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Tuesday, December 27, 2022

All There Is . . .


One of David's imaginative compositions, posted here to take you to another place . . . another 
ZONE!  

From OHO's 2018 release Gazebo.






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Monday, December 26, 2022

Non-Plussed . . .

 


It's all too much, it's clear to me,
The escapades each day I see.
The things I hear and read about
Can drive one to extreme degree.
My fellow man, when not engaged
By enterprise; constructive days,
Is either one pathetic cuss
Or filthy-rich. I am non-plussed.


Non Plussed

- Pumpkin Air



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Sunday, December 25, 2022

Church . . .


The church of music
Holds no ham and oyster suppers
We're all just deacons
With our boots upon the ground
Marching into mystery
In command but 
Still can't quite see

The church of music
Won't require your weekly presence
You'll find it stays with you
No matter where you are
No dogmatic postulates
No demands on
Your fidelity

It can end the darkest night
Carry you through the hours
Know not if it’s wrong or right
Make no mistake
It’s divine
This church of mine

There are no fiery demons
In what I believe
It’s not for me to say
Who’s  what and where they go
All things flowing naturally
No controlling
Power over you or me

It can end the darkest night
Carry you through the hours
Know not if it’s wrong or right
Make no mistake
It’s divine
This church of mine

Stricly spiritual
No trace of any politics
Lurking in the mix or in the fabric
Only what is good 
No room for hate and no deceit
Honesty 
Sincerity will move you
And me

This church won’t interfere
With what you think or do
Your body and your mind are
Yours and yours alone
No one tells you what to say
No one criticizes
What you feel inside

It can heal the deepest wound
Shine a light in the darkness
Warm a chill in any room
Make no mistake
It’s divine
This church . . . 
It can end the darkest night
Carry you through the hours
Know not if it’s wrong or right
Make no mistake
It’s divine
This church of mine





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