Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star

(svensk version)
Once dedicated to
Sharon (aka Princess LoveStar).

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~~~~~Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star~~~~~
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Twinkle twinkle little star
all for love you know you are
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky
twinkle twinkle little star
all for love I know you are
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In that wave, that single moment when...
we stop trying so hard to please the other
or even worse, our friends, and just show that we care
for eachother and stop telling about ourselves
and just turn our minds to the feelings that are there
when any word will do that reach out
to show our understanding for that what we have is rare
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So...twinkle twinkle little star
I was walking in the dark......following your path...
now you follow me...princess from a dream
star fallen to the earth
like the gods once did in a distant scene
love shining from your birth
emanates from thy being, as it does from me
hits us both in a clash of passion
tonight the light we see
like the first nite with stormy clouds
ended in thunder and lightning
to just heighten the excitement
as in love's afterglow
and a beautiful aftermath
we rise above...
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Yes, twinkle twinkle little star
all for love you know you are
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky
twinkle twinkle little star
all for love I know you are
~~
yes leaning and holding onto you as time goes by
as you do me, filling the emptyness in the still of the night
you look up at a star, I look up at the same one too
our broken hearts cannot be placed in that cage...all the worlds our stage
yes life's too short to seek out bitterness
in doing so you create your own gloomy mess
the thornspread road of our longings while we caress
becomes petals from the flowers of joy into completeness.
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Soulmate? your life lies like a mystery before me...
you are true
to Life, to Love, to Light
blonde vixen you...
why is that so hard for the most to grasp, we are so few
fivefold I gave to others and pain I got in return
even seemed to be understanding but in action showed nothing had learned
their played innocence since long been taken as I discovered burned
you're the first to have turned the tables
don't even feel the need to open my mouth
no lesson you need to learn
if I do stand crestfallen,
it is from being amazed from such a positive turn
catwoman purring softly in my lap
I never get before I give, receive before I please and seldom even then
so hear these words...
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~ Love ~
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Now we say it halfheartedly and it's full of both pity and joy
based on the friendship we share blooming beyond control
later we'll say it both full of experience and soon of smiles and sorrow,
closer we are both, we entwine and wrap eachothers arms around eachothers hearts.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~8-9Mar99~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

*Last 4 lines are also Part V of Winter Short Poems.

Be well,
LordParzifal

Breathless Light

(svensk version)
~Breathless Light~

Breathless light
in the deep of the night
leaves you in fright
at first sight
~
flashing skies
in the depth of thunder's rays
below it life of man lies
another time saved
~
Breathless night
in awe upon it gaze
surrender to it's might
the light in the dark's haze
~
energy fills the air
above where once your frightened stare
met the cracking of the first flare
below you think you lie but you're still standing there
~
surrounded by...
Breathless light
encompassed by...
Breathless night
surrendering to your...
Breathless fright
engulfed you're given it's...
Breathless might
sharing the Breathless light.
~
~LordParzifal~ 20Jul99

Be well,
LordParzifal

Torn Between Two Horses

(svensk version)
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~~~~~Torn Between Two Horses~~~~~
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Torn between two strong horses
one that always been faithful to me
and one that makes my heart bleed
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Torn in the middle of struggling beasts
lying awaiting listening for a sound
to get suddenly bored raise up and run
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Torn in my heart in my soul in my mind
to grant the roman emperor a feast
of my carnal carnival and spirited spirits
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Torn like Bacchus of Dionysus female followers grace found
they were not in it for love - but for fun
the one that played with them lost when he thought he won
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Torn between the Two Horses that beside me stand
they did not run tearing me apart
only with one stare of their shining golden silvery deep eye they broke my heart
slowly nuzzling into the dead mans hands
they won without effort - beside them in chains but alive still I stand
with a shadowsoul I'm off to the Promised Land.
~~~~~~~~~~~13Aug98~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

Be well,
LordParzifal

I am Seeking the Arts for Inspiration

(svensk version)
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~~~~~I am Seeking the Arts for Inspiration~~~~~
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I am seeking the Arts for inspiration
when love runs cold like a winter lake
purification purgatory when lake spring floods again
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Dancing in the glade
hidden old rhymes in a new song
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The Tree of Misunderstanding grows
dont let it, stand by seeing it branching out
create the Tree of Life
and not sadness by destructive words
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Even in same room You force me to not face you, I cannot see your firy angry eyes
Tears on my pillow...swept away by memories of our first meeting
our picnic under the castle willow...wish it was you and your hand...
so I seek reassurance of joy in the Arts of the old and yet not born
til trust and love flows yet again...
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Too much of everything...I'm just Heavy
Too much of Nothing....too much of everything
Too much of Death - too much of Life
Too much of emptiness....too much of nothingness
too much of completeness...too much of fullfillment.
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I got my emotions in a safe...I only got a key to..not you
the numbness spread like a disease
you need to balance it with the other...the good
instead of this raging and raving like not even the bad you suffer would
I am seeking your Heart for dedication
when the well of our souls frosty....we await...
purification purgatory when lake spring floods again.
~~~~~~~~~~16Oct98~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

Winter Short Poems

(svensk version)
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~~~~~~~~~~Winter Short Poems~~~~~~~~~~

~ The Cave ~
Having a cold drink
can feel it dripping into my empty soul
like an ancient cave I saw long ago
water slowly falling
from the stalactites high above

~ Scapegoats ~
I'm outta your game
find a new player to maim
a perfectly sane
then try and drive him insane
lie and call a strong Individual lame
find your little Scapegoat to blame
call him all your imaginations nasty names
and don't care that he cared...things will fall out the same
you double the pain!!!
Here's one animal you'll never be able to tame
Yeah, go ahead & fuck up your lives again!
live it in vain.....

~ The Mirror ~
I am the Mirror
if you don't like what you see
then don't come around bothering me
a reflection of your soul I am
you cast me out cause your result you damn
did not appreciate the image
the vision you saw within the frames
of the Mirror that I am.
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I return joy with joy
anger with anger
If you're afraid of fire
you shouldn't feed the fury within...to taste the danger
where love tries to shine
the flames burning higher
to consume you of joy or woe
one smiling eye that glares into me is my Pride's Shrine.
I'm like a crystal clear lake at autumn before winter's cold
poison it and you suffocate on your own actions...Behold!
pollute it and expect reactions of things I foretold
now watch it unfold...
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I am the Mirror, please come to me
pure of heart and innocent smile
smile into me and on the world laughter will shine
you been mistreated like me, redeemed you'll be
go create with your time...leave the destroyers behind
then come back and sit in my lap
...come creep into the warm arms of mine.

~ Adieu ~
I also had a longing vision for the one and my dreamwoman
and I let you fill that dream.
You detest what I love
all what makes life sweet and not sour.

~ Love ~
Now we say it halfheartedly and it's full of both pity and joy
based on the friendship we share blooming beyond control
later we'll say it both full of experience and soon of smiles and sorrow,
closer we are both, we entwine and wrap eachother's arms around eachother's hearts.
~~~~~~~~~~31Dec98-12Jan99~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

Be well,
LordParzifal

The Ancient Oaks

(svensk version)
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~~~~~~~~~~The Ancient Oaks~~~~~~~~~
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The Ancient Oaks, mystified in neon light they stand
Once in the backwoods they flied for the North Winds...
Generations have grown and seen the Mystique in their
green leaves and spreading branches,
before they faced morbid death...
but the Ancient Oaks still lives on...
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The Oaks in the Church-yards, keeping their Secrets,
waving in the night
The Oaks in your Garden, once from the same Woods,
Now scratching at your window as they shine in the
moonlight.
Do not fear...hear their tale and remember,
Yet another tide will come, but the ravages of our past
can not consume,
What once has shared so many Holy Secrets...
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~'87~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

Be well,
LordParzifal

Pain

(svensk version)
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~~~~~~~~PAIN~~~~~~~~~
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Pain is like rain
.........without a stain
unless pain is with a stain
soothing like rain
Pain is as much lust's domain as aching burning fever obtained
pain keeps the insanity from the sane...
pleasure after being played at like a violin on nervestrings
with nothing but death to gain.
the calm after the storm instead of before
to cease instead of increase
arca made to arcane......minor is now major
as above so below...to fade into the main
to dance together on the grass and there to be lain.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~4Dec98~~~~~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~LordParzifal

Be well,
LPWJ

Shirouz Cat

(svensk version)
Shirouz Cat

(Based on Postman Pat 27y old stop-motion TV-series for children; Dedicated to Ulvstrumpa & cats)

Shirouz cat. Shirouz cat. Shirouz cat wonders where in the books
the cool cats are at.
Every title he's searching, after the wise cat he heard of, Lessing, Kipling, Stephen King and Lloyd Webber about 'Cats'.

Shirouz cat. Shirouz cat. Shirouz cat has no hat but wonders
where the one who had are at.
Every shelf he probes, wise cats he wants to learn from. He looks for Dr.Seuss and the Shrek with the legend of the Masterpuss.

Now where can the cat be, as he jumps from the shelves, where has it been,
Books, they're everywhere, and everyone with a cat (meow)
Boom (Boom). The rest of the books falling to the floor. (Hee Hee).

Blogger Pat. Blogger Pat. Blogger Pat gets visits by the neighbours black cat.
But now he is resting, snoring, purring before eating. Then he leaves, but now he sleeps,
so I could write down these lines.

LPWJ 22/11/08

Be well,
LordParzifal