Annie, One Out There.
Intermittently, I'm missing
how a smile lights up your face,
and the memories of us kissing,
when our love stayed in one place.
I'm not with you on this mission
and air-miles have left their trace
but remember this admission
I'll feel safe in your embrace.
Askew.
You know, sometimes,
that startled look
that seems to dart
across your lovely face,
when my words
tumble out askew,
can leave a lasting trace
on the softest part
of my receptive heart.
Then rambling rhymes
start to fill anew
the love-poem book,
in the special place,
that always knew
my feelings
for you.
© B.Hickey 1997
AUTUMN BLUES.
AUTUMN FACES NOW, ON EVERY STREET,
AND DEAD LEAF TRACES ON THE PEOPLE I MEET
I WISH MY LOVER COULD BE HERE WITH ME,
TO HELP ME STOP FEELING SO LOW-OH-ONLY.
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES, MAN,
IT'S THE WIND AND THE RAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
IT'S THOSE LIVES FULL OF PAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
'N NOTHING MAKES ME SMILE.
WELL MY LADY LEFT ME 'BOUT THREE WEEKS AGO
AND CHRIST, YOU KNOW I MISS HER , I JUST LOVE HER SO
AND IF SHE WERE BACK HERE HEY! THIS MUCH I KNOW
THERE'D BE HUGGING AND A-KISSING
AND OUR LOVE WE BOTH COULD SHOW
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES,,
IT'S THE WIND AND THE RAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
SINCE SHE BOARDED THAT TRAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
'N NOTHING MAKES ME SMILE.
Y'SEE, THIS LETTER HERE SAYS A FRIEND HAS DIED
Y'KNOW HE OFTEN TALKED ABOUT SU-I-CIDE,
BIT I NEVER THOUGHT THAT HE COULD TAKE
HIS SOUL...FROM HIS BODY... FOR ITS OWN SAKE.
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES,
IT'S THE WIND AND THE RAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
HE STILL WALKS THROUGH MY BRAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
'N NOTHING MAKES ME SMILE.
YEAH, MY LADY LEFT HERE, 'BOUT THREE WEEKS AGO
AND CHRIST, YOU KNOW I MISS HER, I JUST LOVE HER SO
BUT SOON SHE'LL BE BACK HERE
AND THIS MUCH I KNOW
WE'LL BE HUGGIN AND A-KISSIN AND...
OUR LOVE WILL SURELY GROW.
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES NOW
MIGHT BE GOING INSANE
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES
HATE THAT WIND, HATE THAT RAIN
GOT THEM AUTUMN BLUES,
BUT MY BABY'S GONNA MAKE ME SMILE
YEAH, MY BABY
SOON SHE'LL MAKE ME SMILE.
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