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Ruth Bernhard  1962

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you put me in this box

hoping what?

that you could keep me to yourself?

that you could subdue me into loving you?

that i would suffocate and die?

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don’t you realize you can’t hold me this tight?

my resolve will only deepen

i will pull further away

…..pull harder

pull longer

until

you have to release me

one way or another

for i am stronger than you think

there is nothing you can force me to do

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you do not have the power

to berate me

to degrade me

to enslave me

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you cannot take my heart

for i am not willing to give it

you cannot damage my soul

for i will not let you touch it

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it is your soul

in this box made of  your evil thoughts

fouled beyond salvation

thinking you are in control

thinking my life is in your hands

you can kill nothing

but this body

this

body

which

has

no

true

meaning

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you will only destroy yourself

for my memory will forever be in your mind

haunting each and every little thought

filling them with curses

which are only the truth

about you…..

hell will seem like paradise

by the time i’ve finished with you

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“Heart Shaped Box”  Nirvana 

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originally posted  9 August 2011

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photograph by  Ruth Bernhard
{ fair use }

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Ꮺ i sung of Chaos and Eternal Night Ꮺ

i sung of  Chaos and Eternal Night
within the Eye of  the Hurricane

where up was down
back was forward

and the silence echoed your name

•º•

nothing could tear away
my need for you

in dark
in cold

inside
below

•º•

all sanity gone
all vanity done

all emotions just one
…pain…

dancing
to the song i sung

of  Chaos and Eternal Night

•º•

no end to the night
no end to your spite
no will left to fight

i held the pain close

singing
sweet nothings

to no one

•º•

i sung of  Chaos and Eternal Night

from within the Eye of  the Hurricane

º•Ꮺ•º


“Rock You Like A Hurricane”   Scorpions 

originally posted  28 November 2011

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•• Ꮙ • Miss Otis Regrets • Ꮙ ••

Miss Otis,  the epitome

of  a prim and proper young lady

until that fateful day

used by a cad

in men’s clothes

she didn’t know what to say

she shot him dead

thinking that would be

the polite thing to do

if  only Miss Manners

had covered this sort of thing

Miss Otis would have nothing to rue

•Ꮈ • Ꮙ • Ꮏ•


“Miss Otis Regrets”   Ethel Waters 

originally posted 24 November 2011

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“Miss Otis Regrets”   Ethel Waters

lyrics ~

songwriter:   Cole Porter

Miss Otis regrets
she’s unable to lunch today, Madam
Miss Otis regrets
she’s unable to lunch today

she is sorry to be delayed
but last evening down in Lovers’ Lane she strayed, Madam
Miss Otis regrets
she’s unable to lunch today

when she woke up and found
that the dream of  love was gone, Madam
she ran to the man who lead her so far astray
and from under her velvet gown
she drew a gun and shot her lover down, Madam
Miss Otis regrets
she’s unable to lunch today

when the mob came and got her
and dragged her from the jail, Madam
they strung her to the willow across the way
and the moment before she died
she lifted up her lovely head and cried, Madam…

Miss Otis regrets
she’s unable to lunch today
Miss Otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today

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∴∮∴ の lonely heart の ∴∮∴

a lonely heart

filled with echoes of love

empty,  none-the-less


“Owner of  A Lonely Heart”   Yes

originally posted  14 March 2010

artwork ~   “Bleeding Heart”   Georgia O’Keeffe
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• • • timeless • • •

a year can feel unreal  …..too far away

to see how to get there

a day can feel like it will never end

when faced with obstacles

or a day can feel like the wind

carried it away much too soon

an hour can feel like eternity

when waiting for an answer

a moment can feel like forever

if  your heart is breaking in two

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“Time”   Pink Floyd

originally posted  28 March 2010

artwork ~   “Time”   Alexander Liberman
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“Time”   Pink Floyd

lyrics ~

Ticking away the moments that make up a dull day
You fritter and waste the hours in an offhand way
Kicking around on a piece of ground in your home town
Waiting for someone or something to show you the way

Tired of lying in the sunshine staying home to watch the rain
You are young and life is long and there is time to kill today
And then one day you find ten years have got behind you
No one told you when to run, you missed the starting gun

And you run and you run to catch up with the sun,
but it’s sinking
And racing around to come up behind you again
The sun is the same in a relative way, but you’re older
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death

Every year is getting shorter, never seem to find the time
Plans that either come to naught or half a page of scribbled lines
Hanging on in quiet desperation is the English way
The time has gone, the song is over,
thought I’d something more to say

Home, home again
I like to be here when I can
When I come home cold and tired
It’s good to warm my bones beside the fire
Far away across the field
The tolling of the iron bell
Calls the faithful to their knees
To hear the softly spoken magic spells.

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