Hello lovely people. I haven’t been writing as much recently but hope to get back in a routine soon. In the meantime, here’s Adele.
Category: Music
Don’t Dream It’s Over
Don’t Dream It’s Over
Crowded House
There is freedom within, there is freedom without
Try to catch the deluge in a paper cup
There’s a battle ahead, many battles are lost
But you’ll never see the end of the road
While you’re traveling with me
Hey now, hey now
Don’t dream it’s over
Hey now, hey now
When the world comes in
They come, they come
To build a wall between us
We know they won’t win
October In View
I could live for the sky today.
so bright and vast
Spread a blanket on the ground
Open a basket of hope
Feast on the taste of an illuminated
world, green fields
with no fences, the sun rising
over the meadow.
Devour the middle of the white
chocolate colored clouds
No one to take note of me
Serenity in the stillness
My skin alive with the melody
of the breeze slow
dancing with the golden leaves.
I sway along with the stray wind
My face dusted by
sunlight. My worries dissolving
into sweet pitch of
a heavenly October day.
-Tosha Michelle
The Next Big Thing
Big ideas are everywhere,
from religion to capitalism.
There’s always someone
trying to sell us something.
I’m burnt out on the peddling.
I just want to be left on the
side of the road while I still
have a little sanity.
Let nature stand for all I believe in.
As for faith, I’ll leave that to the sun.
We all die in the end,
the good, the bad,
the blissfully indifferent.
It doesn’t matter how well
you sing the hymn,
or if you know the slogan
by memory.
Life is freshly pressed and
the creases only hold for so long.
I’d like to believe in
the lottery, mail in rebates,
and a free trip to Hawaii.
In my crisis of faith,
I have moments where I wonder
if we all just fade to dust.
Our molecules scattered
in the wind.
Left with nothing but our
collective darkness,
where there are no charge
off or loopholes.
All I know for certain
is I know nothing.
Oh to have the wisdom of Solomon.
I look for assurance
in the clouds.
Punching the fog.
I fall back on my upbringing.
close my eyes and
pray for grace.
-Tosha Michelle
Fields of Gold
My cover of “Fields of Gold”
https://m.soundcloud.com/tosha-michelle2020/fields-of-gold-vocals-and-guitar
Talk Me Down
“I wanna sleep next to you
But that’s all I wanna do right now.
And I wanna come home to you.
But home is just a room full of my safest sounds.
‘Cause you know that I can’t trust myself with my three A.M. shadow.
I’d rather fuel a fantasy than deal with this alone.
I wanna sleep next to you.
But that’s all I wanna do right now.
So come over now and talk me down”.
Unsustainable
That fall he carried his notepad everywhere.
And on those crisp evenings,
I felt him shape and merge
words with paper.
Above us an inky sky,
and I longed to be nothing
but the syntax and nuances
taking form in his mind.
I rest my head on his shoulder,
watching the swaying of his pen.
I become one with the shuddering lines,
that won’t be still.
They reach out and caress my heart.
Stalling my breath.
Touching me here and here.
For a moment, I’m what he shapes.
What he imagines.
I glimmer in edges of the dark lines,
until the words splinter from me
The lines, like the writer,
elusive as the stray wind.
-Tosha Michelle
Old Love Letters
Imagine discovering a box
of old love letters.
At first glance the language
is hard to decipher,
written in the secret code
of lovers.
A past you can barely
recall. The girl
you were long since gone.
You marvel at his
dotted Is and counterstrokes,
knowing now he had
something to hide, that he
left no clues.
But now you know to read the
movement, the pattern
of his hands. You’ll trace
the beauty and betrayal
of young love by
the placement of
the periods, the allusions
and faulty script.
The blueprint of heartache
and blue eyes.
-Tosha Michelle
Leaving on a Jet Plane
This covet goes out to my friend Randy. Lovely woman You can find her blog here.
https://newsnotes1.wordpress.com/2016/09/07/the-i-team-the-pupils-final-examination/
I would also like to thank my friend Danny for his keyboard work and harmonies on this song.
Hope you enjoy
You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me…
but you better Ha!
Hello everyone. It’s time for another cover. This one goes out to the lovely and artistic Benjamin. He’s also a wonderful writer. He kind of has a bad boy vibe going but in a sensitive way. If you get a chance check out his blog at https://benjaminprewitt.com/
You’ll love it.
And now for the song My version of Dusty Springfield’s “You Don’t Have to Say You Love Me
https://soundcloud.com/tosha-michelle2020/you-dont-have-to-say-you-love-me
Everything I Never Told You 