Reading and music my Chris Carmichael
from Dreams
I am worn weathered wood.
I have seen the storms,
felt the hot sun,
endured the wind until
I am cracked.
My colors have faded into
burnt siennas, from red under
the sun’s rays.
I have seen the owl at night and
the hawk in the day for
I am a window in this wood,
this weathered wood.
I am a window or
I am nothing.
I am a window.
Sneak up.
Take a peek
into my panes.
She will be there, sitting
at the table,
having her tea
or holding her cat
quietly.
I am a Window © david michael jackson 2000
david michael jackson july 10, 2003 send one rose petal, just one
Homemade Loving
G
No more talking about leaving
……. C G
I’ve got a better idea
……………C
We got homegrown living
G
Hometown cooking
………..D7 G
And homemade loving right here
Chorus
C G
Homemade lovin’
D7 G
homegrown lovin’
…….D7 G
It doesn’t get better than this
C G
Homemade lovin’
D7 G
homegrown lovin’
D7 G
It’s the best that there is
G
D7 G
No more leaving without talking
C G
I’ll put a bug in your ear
…………….C
We got homemade cooking
G
hometown living
……….D7 G
and homegrown lovin’ right here
Chorus
C G
Homemade lovin’
D7 G
homegrown lovin’
…..D7 G
It doesn’t get better than this
C G
Homemade lovin’
D7 G
homegrown lovin’
D7 G
It’s the best that there is
………C G
And home is where the heart is
D7 G
Home is where the heart is
…….D7 G
It doesn’t get better than this
Copyright David Michael Jackson 2000
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What an idiot
what a fool
what a perfect
perfect tool
What a sunrise
and sunset
It’s going to rain all night I bet
Once again the fool returns to rail
to roll the train of thought
to jail
Once again the tool is worn
until the metal’s scorn
returns to cut another time
and the fool returns to rhyme.
david michael jackson july 8, 2012 my mother’s birthday