I'll Remember You (to ‘Imagine’ …)

I'll remember you
In imagine times goodbye
Where skies were always blue
In every low and high
It’s not so easy now
To bring this out today
Though we'll find it somehow
And make it be okay

I'll remember you
Without strict boundaries
As my mind is set to
The unbounded countries
To live and die for
And have just your ambition
To open freedom’s door
And show life truest vision

Where peace is not a dreamer
But love is coming on
And each one is a true teamer
To live what they've undergone

I'll remember you
As brotherhood is reality
When dreams come true
Forever in our hearts to be
When times become real
In every people's trust
Each touch and their feel
We once thought were lost

This maybe still a dream
That we are wishing for
But times will come and deem
Those dreams reach our shore

Here Is My Christmas Welcome Song

Here is my Christmas welcome song
To give with my best wishes to you
I'll be sending it in spirit along
To let all your wishes come true
It’s nice to be wishing all here
And I hope it'll bring you new things
It’s the time of the winter's year
When every bell rings and sings

So much to please the eye
With every light there found
Silvery moon through the sky
Waiting for Christmases around
May it be joyful and very
Much of a blessing to you
Hope you’re in Christmas spirit merry
When it all comes here through

Have a good time and a happy new year
Trust every day be your lucky one
So much to entertain all of you here
And carry your dreams through and on
So have a joyous happy holiday
And find your hopes and dreams
May every color of the lights play
And give you blissful twinkling gleams

My Boat Wants To Sail

My boat is all alone
On the weaving mystic sea
Like a bottom pebble stone
That cannot become free
Blue white billow's high
In their faraway circling around
Surround it there and tie
On deep abyss own playground

My boat wants to sail
Through oceans of unknown
In search of a fresh trail
Where easy wind has blown
But brine seas are deep
And get so much there lost
Commitments cannot keep
On rocky shores get tossed

Sea dreams won’t elapse
If we can find their way
Sail through hidden traps
Reefs that with ridge play
My boat wants to find
The freedom of the deep
And leave old scenes behind
That my turret can’t keep

I'm Just a Flower Small

I'm just a flower small
On the fields of rustic gold
With a dream for a call
That wants my seeds to unfold
So beautiful at my sight
Invincible in the summer breeze
Many folded petals light
So much for the eyes to please

When darkness is in winter
My heart becomes quite bleak
With love and trust in hinter
And futures of hopes weak
For every bright daybreak's away
With loss of freedom's hue
And there is only a gloomy day
For everything that is true

My times are on the meadow
Of the weak and the strong
With every swaying and grow
That comes in gusty along
My leaves are of living green
Eden’s own garden aspiration
My beauty beholds and is seen
In freedom of every nation

Feelings from The Inside

Feelings from the inside
Through the motions go
Slowing down or abide
In their easy way on flow

Lines of hours gasping
Turning point in time
With their shallow grasping
In hours of molding prime

What is love inside of this?
In a world of reality
Nothing but a turning bliss
Feelings coming free

Within skies or empty place
Their going footsteps
That the knots will lace
After some broken precepts

The Imbibed Cold Forms

The imbibed cold forms of the outside spears
With the silvery glow threads of the sky
Moon on the edge of the cloudy flowing tears
Yesterday's morning in their dimming high
And the flowers of frosty laid roses earth
In colors of glowing mirrors evening
From existence to the dark of gleaming birth
Where every winter song now's to sing

You're roses of frosty family tree
Picking the thorns of the icily cold
Each of your glisten moods I can now see
In flickering shadows I cannot hold
Nearness of yonder not faraway clouds
With their gloomy seize on the earth going crowds

I the Merman

I the merman of the light
Slowly coming in from dawn
Sitting on a rock dark night
In thoughts to distance drawn
Mountains high and low in sight
Taking photos with my Nikon
Gazing to the left and right
As the cloudlets drift here on

I the merman of the drawing
Giving pencil sketches life
From thoughts of my gathering
As I sit at highest ‘cutting knife’
Spaces of landscape blurring
As the forest faun plays its fife
With its mystic tones whirring
In widespread existence rife

I the merman of the road
Peeking though the timeless hours
Taking with me tinctured load
Of the rocks and wildness flowers
With my eyes I have glowed
Timeless motion distance showers
I half dressed man - in my ode
With forms, talent empowers