Sweet Dreams?
Dreamed of you last night, the ease
of our embrace, not wanting to break
free, or be alone, the dream ended
as it began us entwined, in the grip
of eternity; woke up to a calm
bedroom and your vanishing smile.
My wife breathed evenly beside
me the pain of lost love and
the sadness of not loving her,
the way I still adore you, kept me
trapped in a melancholic
mood till released by a new day.
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No War Has Ever Been Won
the south still fights the civil war
the Native Americans theirs
behind an Asian smile is Hiroshima
leaders may surrender and obey
people never forget
nor accept
defeat
carrying bigger and bigger sticks
created billions of splinters
mighty motes
splintering the children
billions of lives sacrificed
no war has ever been won
Summer Breeze is the publisher and editor of Moongate Internationale at Motherbird.com
We are all illegal immigrants
What should they do?
What would you do?
Work for a dollar per hour
in those factories
on the river,
the other side,
globalization itself bringing the riches of
a buck per hour.
“We feed those people a meal”,
I heard the bosses brag
on the other side
of the river.
Shame on them,
those illegal immigrants,
who fixed my roof.
Shame on them for not
accepting the Ford dollar
per hour.
Shame on them for not
living in the shanty
beside the factory.
What would you do
for your family?
Did I tell you?
We feed those people a meal.
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Let’s Love Each Other Again.mp3 by Laura Longon
Lyrics David Jackson
Melody Laura Longon
String arrangement Chris Carmichael
Here are the lyrics if you’d like to sing along:
Don’t be a stranger.
Don’t drift away from me.
I’m sorry it matters
It matters so much to see
You do those little things that make me think
that you don’t want me anymore
Don’t be a stranger
Don’t drift away from me
Why don’t we go somewhere
go somewhere and just sit down
and say all those little things
those little things
that matter most,
scatter these tears on the winds of love
and love each other again.
Why don’t we go somewhere,
go somewhere and just sit down
Why not love each moment
why not sing the songs of love
Are all our moments stolen
Let’s love each other again
Oh let’s love each other again
You can’t hear these words
You can’t wonder why
I sit here and think of you, think of you
I sit here and cry
Let’s go somewhere and talk again
Let’s go somewhere and end this pain.
You can’t hear these words
Oh You can’t wonder why
Why not love each moment
why not sing the songs of love.
Are all our moments stolen
Let’s love each other again
Oh let’s love each other again
Oh it doesn’t matter, doesn’t matter why or when
let’s love each other again
BLOOD IN THE LOBBY
walk through the convenience store
there’s a door through a dark hallway
that leads to the main
lobby and the
elevators
past the bums and the sniffers
the crackheads
the drunks
the potheads
the working-class immigrants
scars on the wall
broken bottles on the floor
sometimes blood in the lobby
bob used to hang here selling
rock
now reggie took over
but he too friendly this
barbados immigrant
he too kind and crafty
too wasted
chillin’
and
shaky
hands awry, crocodiles too drunk
wolverine in the dark doorway
i look at reggie
i look at our caretaker
old bat hump on back
gimp leg
fears no one this wiry strega
i look at laura
i look at the sun
the moon
the car exhaust
the old man shovelling snow
from the driveway broken down
house nothing but a shack
on corner by whorehouse
all lit up like
a carnival
destiny walks with back straight
emma sticks to the shadows
i look at all this,
shake my head
thinkin’,
i got nothing to say man,
nothing….