Shower the people you love with soul, let them know that it's real,
Move their mind and touch their heart, let them know how you feel,
It doesn't require a kiss on the lips to seal...
I had emerged without a fight
To be blinded by the light
From the safety of the womb
To an antiseptic room
As I started on my journey
From the cradle to the tomb
I never thought...
I died then.
I died again.
I don't know if i'll die more.
I know only that I am born again,
I know only that I am alive again.
NOTE FROM SANTA
This one isn't mine but I found it long ago and it stuck.
I am sending this note to advise you,
That taxes have taken way,
The things I have found most essential...
NO PLACE FOR DOUBT
you keep making it
look so clear so
mercilessly and unavoidably
obvious that you
really do not need me
I just don’t know
how should I...
I try to see you past the glass to love you
but I see the window to my soul instead. It's like a broken mirror i can't see through,
as the pieces won't be picked up till you've...
Another brick, another stone,
Another layer sustained.
Another level to the wall,
To shield me from the pain.
Another hour, another day,
of longing to be free.
Wishing, wanting and pining for a touch,
A touch that can set my soul on fire and fuel the burning within.
Craving, yearning for that touch so sensual and inviting.
I dream of you...
Have You Ever
Have you ever looked to the sky
Have you ever wondered what it would like on the other side
Have you ever had a person
Who could make you drool, but now he makes you...
It's funny the places we can be and be inspired to write. In 2000 I was on a boat in the Greek Islands and one moonlit night I was sitting on the bow of the boat looking and the...
Dappled sunlight is made plain by you.
A perfect sculpture of symmetry.
Pulchritudinous angles that weakens resolve.
Blinding rose fields yet bow when you are near...
I remember the summer breeze
That was blowing in your hair
As we were stood atop the cliff
On our trip to Scarborough fair
I remember your soft brown eyes
How they sparkled as...
Working with a one man band, who needed lyrics for a track he made. Let me know if you like (if you care), p.s., always available to write more for those that need it, i also do...
Life is funny, life is kind, life is cruel,
Full of hard knocks and maybe even some hidden jewels,
The passage of time can make one realize what life's struggle is all about,
MY CAT: PREVENTIVE THERAPY MASTER
woke me up
just in time
to not allow this
to come back
i was really
(c) 2015 Edward York
The Thanksgiving feast is over,
We haven't even digested the meals,
Before Bombarded with commercials,
And loads of black Friday deals.
Is it wrong to remember
Those who brought us pleasure?
Those we were devoted to;
Those alliances that fell through?
Is it wrong to pine
For that other time?
Or to re-envision