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Colette M. Friedman
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The Thrill In You
06/30/06 |
Out comes the sun
Waiting for a cold rain to wash it away
Wash the pain into a blinding spillway
And she wants to never feel again
To never feel the steel of vain
The selfish those who's vanity tramples us whole
Stampeding the spirit under another deadening role
Are you proud? Are you glad? Not yet done?
So high are you, the self-important one!
So high are you….
Well I'm not finished with you yet...
No… not even close
Cause I've not even started on what I've got to do
I will take your crap for now...
But, don't stop and smell the view...
Cause I'm gonna overcome because of you!
Yeah, overcome because of you...
Gonna change my hot to cold...
Throw out the cards I know I hold...
...and watch as they beautifully unfold
Gonna take you like another grain of salt
And stop your cruel to a punishing halt
And you'll be walking right under my foot...
Yeah, downright under my brand new shoe...
Got the tools to chill the thrill in you...
Are you proud? Are you glad? Not yet done?
So high are you, the self-important one!
So high are you...
Well I'm not finished with you yet...
No… not even close
Cause I've not even started on what I've got to do
I will take your crap for now...
But, don't stop and smell the view...
Cause I'm gonna overcome because of you!
Yeah, overcome because of you...
And I'm gonna find myself in a place you don't yet see
Gonna seize back the pieces you thoughtlessly stole from me
And finally feel the peel from the shielding skin I once shelled with glue
Yeah, I'm gonna overcome because of you!
Yeah, overcome because of you...
Because of you...
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Balance
07/11/06 |
Floating…
Tumbling stones, plunging softly out to sea
Ripples looping... graceful, in a roving all their own
Bright blue-sky... cosmic white free above me
...Waves gush... my mind wonders...
And I realize...
There is balance here...
Each entity has it's own resonance and tone
And I contemplate...
How nice, how great it would be to feel that resonance in me
I am part of the whole, and I belong like any other entity...
Barren desert path meandering into to vast unknown
Desert foliage... vibrant shades in a flora all their own
Tiny four-legged creatures... probing on a curious quest
Multihued rocks, stained, each nothing like the rest
Scorching sun... dusty breeze coils without sense or strife
Who's to say it's uninhabitable for the newness of life?
Small brown boat... adrift and alone...
With only a soothing lake to call home...
Tall standing birch... delicate breeze blowing through its leaves
Warm intoxicating light, trickling down, no distraction insight
And I determine...
How nice, how great it would be to feel that resonance in me
I am part of the whole, and I belong like any other entity...
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Your Universe And You
07/28/06 |
You sit there, just another typical day
I'm over here; together we're still miles away
They say opposites attract...
Well what do they say when the attraction becomes abstract
You like what you like; I like what I like...this is true...
Then what's the meaning and the sense...an absconding view
I have changed, so have you…so what can you do...
I remember a time when my heat watered you down
I remember when insults were lovingly tossed around
Now they scorn with an entity all their own
I remember when holding hands was not a premeditated act
It was not detained for that special kind of day...
It was just our way...
And I say I can feel everything you say and do...
Why does it have to be this way?
I suppose it's because you figured it out, yeah, it's no longer about you
There is so much of the world out there to see, experience and do…
No longer fitting into your universe and you...
A fire burns, but it burns for the me I've foolishly lost
It burns differently now… burning now for another way...
On the lookout for those old burning bridges I know I've crossed
No...don't want to travel them again, not now...
Don't know if these new bridges will be rough...downright tough...
But I do know I've gotta cross them anyhow...
You sit there, just another typical day
I'm over here; together we're still miles away
They say opposites attract...
Well what do they say when the attraction becomes abstract
You like what you like; I like what I like...this is true...
Then what's the meaning and the sense...an absconding view
I have changed, so have you…so what can you do...
What can you do?
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Under The Microscope
08/09/06 |
Under the microscope, just fade me away
Fade me into the drizzle of memories falling yesterday
How I wish it could be that simple…so simple
Cause when the cold rush of critical hits me
I wish to stamp me free… fold me up one two three
To get lost with no addressee...
Fly me back to the morning where dreams are new...
When it was only my version of what I dared to dream and do
Cause you're in another mind zone...
Just want to be left alone...
No matter how much I try to do it right...
It's gonna be a battle of the wills, it's gonna be a fight
You pick, you scorn, you mock, and you sneer...
Your face tight with aggression speaks loud and clear
I jump through hoops; I tumble the somersault
And when it all falls apart...
How quickly the colors change to me, and my fault...
And I stand ready... the firing line…another piercing assault
You speak…. it's always the you in this, and the you in that...
Shortchanging our lives like some penny-pinching bureaucrat
I wish for once you could see what I see...
Always every muscle tight with explosive energy...
So tired of you and the things I simply can't control...
So tired of you and the things you simply can't control...
And I wish to stamp me free... fold me up one two three
To get lost with no addressee...
Fly me back to the morning where dreams are new...
When it was only my version of what I dared to dream and do
Cause you're in another mind zone...
And I want to be left alone...
Just left alone...
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Your Love
09/01/06 |
Like a river that must flow
Like a nor'easter that must blow
I'm still waiting, waiting here just for you
But no matter the weather...
Sun, rain, wind, or snow
Back in your arms is where I must go
Like a love song waiting to be sung through
Any ole tune just won't do
Playing another's love...
A mere faux compared to you
How you get to me sweet baby, you grab me so
Until you…I didn't know Id know...
The things Id be willing to do...
To feel the sweet addiction that is gratifyingly you
And I'm still sitting here sweet baby waiting for you
Waiting for your love to come get me through
Cause baby, it's way too late to turn it down
Turn it off or turn it around...
Like the tumbleweed your love blows me about
Flooding my heart with a tenderness once without
Like melting ice caps that sluice the rocks below
You purify my soul in the only way I could know
Cause your sweet love baby has got me all over again
Refusing where I once was, I now choose to remain
Late in the night, I lay down, a wakeful space
And then a soft breath drifts tenderly into place
And I feel you…and I know I can wait no more
For you sweet love to come loving me through that door
Like a river that must flow
Like a nor'easter that must blow
I will be waiting, waiting here just for you
But no matter the weather...
Sun, rain, wind, or snow
Back in your arms is where I must go...
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Instruments Of Me
09/21/06 |
Fingers frozen to the keys... can't think where to begin
Want to write... hard to release it... or hold it all in...
"Not good enough" keeps ringing in my head...
"Never make it big"... a somber silence follows instead...
And I ponder these statements with a capricious sense of awe...
What does that mean to me…my mind begins to thaw...
If I had three wishes to divulge to the air…what would I say?
I'd wish to be a self-made millionaire… my money my way...
I'd wish for health for all those I love and care about...
I'd wish for them to have the comforts of life and never struggle without...
Did you ever feel like your life is a constant series of hits and misses?
A combination of back stabs, cloaked with handshakes, hugs and kisses...
Did you ever feel like only those special ones make a magnificent difference?
That only those with extreme talent; extreme intelligence and uncanny breaks succeed
While the rest of us exist solely to remain in natural wonder of this special breed
All working to cater to their every emotional, physical, and financial need...
Our only reward...
A small pocket full of change after the bills we juggle to pay...
Only to go back to our jobs the very next day...
Busy feeding the egos of those hard at play...
So why do we admire this…why do we wish for the same?
I sit back on the other side of life...
And I feed into the disparity...
Oftentimes feeling a sense of anger and disgust, convinced I'm to blame...
Believing I am not smart enough or talented enough to win the game...
Feeling I have not tried hard enough, or made the wrong choices in life...
Fearing I did not marry the right man or he…the right wife...
And I question...
Do I want my children absorbed into this self-centered kind of life I see?
Do I want them to never know struggle...
Do I want only comforts surrounding them from here to eternity?
Do I want to know I prepared them to allow others to indulge them incessantly?
Without concern, remorse, or empathy?
And I ponder these statements with a capricious sense of awe...
What does that mean to me…my mind begins to thaw...
And then I understand...
I don't want them to feel the pain and hardship of struggle for a very long while
I don't want them to feel the hopelessness of an unintentional lifestyle...
I do want them to feel compassion and love for those in need...
Teaching them that one helping hand can allow countless others to succeed...
And I conclude...
That perhaps my children are instruments of me...
And what I teach them will come back on them and their future family...
And what I leave behind will hopefully help them and future generations...
Aware of how their behavior can affect their community and own family relations...
And that they are here for a reason; they are here to make a difference...
With a little help from their faith, perseverance, and positive persistence...
They can become instruments for their children and they of them...
Long after I am no longer around to observe how, where, and when.
Until then…I will remain confident...
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Paradise
10/12/06 |
One day I woke up, a fairy tale to tell
Stuck somewhere between heaven and hell
Found the down so long I couldn't look up
Lost like the grinds floating in my coffee cup
And I realized…
I must've loved myself once upon a time…
Somewhere… some place long ago
So where did I go?
And why the hell don't I know?
All I know is, its time to go
Time to wake me from this place
A place I comfortably know
Move onto a place somewhere far from here…
Where daylight does not greet me with another futile tear
Where my nights are no longer stolen with images creeping near
And I say it's gonna be alright, no matter what they say
Just leave’em all… and take yourself back
Take it right back….
Cause it's not love… no…it's been about what they lack
And the love they sold you, was a solitary lie…
Meant to teach you and I…
That we're not worthy of the good they try to imply
Convinced that the bad they dish out are part of this fairy tale lie
So say goodbye to Sleeping Beauty tales and Cinderella woes
Your life is what you make it and you decide which way it goes
You don't need someone else to validate your love and self-worth
The message, no doubt, you've been told
since the incarnation of your birth
Leave it before your youth becomes scattered like falling flies
And your dreams become trapped beneath more fairy tale lies
And love yourself the way I love you
Knowing one day you'll be loved the way you're supposed to
And I say it's gonna be alright, no matter what they say
You wait and see… emotionally free…
Just leave’em all…and take yourself back
Take it right back….
So, say goodbye to those fairy tale dreams you thought you'd see
And realize that if it isn't now, it was never meant to be
Because of them, not because of you or me
And that you can live happily devoid of the misery you live
Embracing all the beauty that life has to offer and give
Worthy of the good for which you secretly stand
Without a mock love biting the only loving hand
So open up your eyes, feel the love that your inner child must see
The difference between this love and the type you yearn for secretly
For real love gives unconditionally…. shored up like cement
It does not demand, insult, and control with a threatening comment
It just needs a recipient… to give in order to live
And I say it's gonna be alright, no matter what they say
You wait and see… emotionally free…
Just leave’em all… and take yourself back
Take it right back….
Take back what is yours and yours alone
Finally facing the truth which was once unknown
And it's gonna be alright….
One day I woke up, a fairy tale to tell
Stuck somewhere between heaven and hell…
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A Coal Miner's Tale
12/12/06 |
Yeah, chucking and chopping…. many times I say…
Is this the only way…is it the only way…
Yeah, smashing and sloshing…how do I get through?
Get through the dark to the light in you…
Pieces of the puzzle…a few months it's been
Like the blackened coal I've predictably seen…
You love, your very soul…. here with me once again…
With regret I get through another dark and lonesome day
Yeah, chucking and chopping the dangerous words I say
For a coal miner's heart and hands have given way…
Cause I'm still here smashing and sloshing my broken heart
Fighting my way down a lonely tunnel in the dark
Oh, my troubles not few…
Chucking and chopping my way back to you
So how do I show that I still love you so?
Like the coal dust that represses me still…
You sweet love and kisses subdue my free will…
If only your forgiving eyes could light up my heart
And finally emancipate the sledgehammer that broke us apart
Yeah, chucking and chopping… many times I say…
Is this the only way…is it the only way…
Yeah, smashing and sloshing…how do I get through?
Get through the dark to the light in you…
Get through the dark to the light in you…
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A Fallen Angel
01/01/07 |
Deep in my mind, my light, the sky, a shimmering sun
Your heart, my love, you are the only one
You've touched me in a way I needed you to
With a tender touch only you can gently do
So dry your eyes now, no not one more tear…
He can't hurt you with my love right here
Cause I'll be your angel when that wicked arrow darts near
A seraph to protect you when you have reason to fear
And I'll love you through thick and through thin
Taking you away from where you've always been
Cause my heart will not stop a beat for flood or for rain
And it will love you whether you leave or remain
You see…I can see objectively…
What this relationship is doing to you over and over again
So please… let me take you away from this pain…
Cause I'm here willing to love you forever and a day…
No matter what life throws our way…
See my love will not stop a beat for flood or for rain
It will not allow you to suffer the dart of piercing pain
It can only show you that all love is not this way…
And that I love you more with each passing day…
So dry your eyes now, no not one more tear…
He can't hurt you with my love right here
Cause I'll be your angel when that wicked arrow darts near
A seraph to protect you when you have reason to fear
And I'll love you through thick and through thin
A place where our hearts can one day go…
A place we both know…we could've blissfully been…
I love you…
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Mary Elizabeth
01/15/07 |
Anyone could hear it in half a heartfelt cry
How you got this way, one can only guess why
Unique in the roads you’ve wandered down to
Your eyes speak of the lives lived for those other than you
A lonely tone quivers up through a vocal swell
Articulating a despondency that only you could spell
And one can only guess why…
Without intrusion steeling the colors the story paints
Even as liquor cuts through a few iron restraints
Your soft-spoken word reveals an intellect unsurpassed
By most commoners who have come this way and passed
Without saying much, you reveal an eminence of grace
Refinement once made your life a tranquil place
Cambridge in London where your education took place
Riches once brought the comforts you now humbly embrace
An understated beauty your years daintily reveal…
It seems you just need more time to heal…
And one can only guess why…
Mary Elizabeth… your an unfinished story unwritten and undone…
How I wished I could have written the story almost told by one…
Perhaps in the future, in a place outside of oblivion …
The opportunity will come… Perhaps it will come…
Your story… the untold story… finally told by the 'unwritten one'…
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