Borrowing a musical page from my friend. Casey. Have a lovely weekend everyone.
Tag: music
He Is
He’s that something to lean
on that doesn’t give away
under the weight of my fears.
He receives my light and
returns it.
He unlocks my secrets and hides
the key.
Into his ears he listens as I speak
my demons in an inexhaustible
language.
For once I’m not afraid of the wind
breaking my flowerpots.
He pulls my hands away from
my eyes and encourages me
to look at the beauty of the sky.
He takes my hand and we follow
the blue bird into the woods.
My soul lights up with every
sways of the tree branches.
I breathe in the golden air.
Knowing it will linger on
even if there is a change in
the atmosphere.
Let the wind announce rain.
Let it stick to my hair, muddy
my feet.
I’ll just slip closer to his light,
closer to his arms, back to
dreams where the world opens
endlessly for me.
Tosha Michelle
Almost Do
I bet this time of night you’re still up.
I bet you’re tired from a long hard week.
I bet you’re sitting in your chair by the window looking out at the city.
And I bet sometimes you wonder about me.
And I just wanna tell you
It takes everything in me not to call you.
And I wish I could run to you.
And I hope you know that every time I don’t
I almost do,
I almost do.
“Almost Do” Taylor Swift
And Everything

He makes my heart leap
But i’m so very careful of the rocks
In the distance I see the lush
greenness of the vineyard.
The roots true. The vines ripe
Do I have faith in the landscape?
It still looks abstract from here.
I walk on with my shoes of hope
wearing clear blue skies and a
thawed out soul.
Still I worry about a change in
the weather, falling into a ravine
My spirit like a sacred dare
challenges me to forget my fears,
to journey on deeper into what
could become less or more.
His voice in the distance
permeates my darker self until
all I see is sunlight.
Who can say what dust will bring?
Wine or a cloud spun our of
misguided fate?.
For now the light glimmers
How freeing it is branching
it’s way out into the unknowns.
-Tosha Michelle
Show me some discipline – Runaway American Dream
My thanks to the Anthony for the poem dedication. If you aren’t following him, you’re missing out on some stellar writing, photography, and music. Oh and most importantly, his ongoing romance with Jersey girl. If you think his poem for me was lovely., check out his amazing verse for his girl….so beautiful and romantic. Sigh worthy stuff.
Follow him and the yellow brick road, but mostly him. Hope everyone has a wonderful weekend.
https://runawayamericandreamsite.wordpress.com/2016/07/27/show-me-some-discipline/
Still The One
They said, “I bet they’ll never make it.”
But just look at us holding on
We’re still together, still going strong
(you’re still the one)
You’re still the one I run to
The one that I belong to
You’re still the one I want for life
(you’re still the one)
You’re still the one that I love
The only one I dream of
You’re still the one I kiss good night
-Shania Twain lyrics
My cover for The Lonely Author and his wife Allie, Anthony and Jersey girl, John and Terry
Grace

I’ve inhaled tbe spell of honeysuckles
I’ve invented my own fortune,
spinning them into the fabric of my skin.
I leave poems behind for you to read
I sing you songs made of
moonshine and starlight.
The keening of my heart
in every note.
I no longer believe in stories with no endings
but I do believe we create
our own beginnings.
-Tosha Michelle
Say Something
“Say something, I’m giving up on you
I’ll be the one, if you want me to
Anywhere, I would’ve followed you
Say something, I’m giving up on you”
My vocal cover of “Say Something” by A Great Big World
Framing the Scene
You’re always fluttering around.
I watch you, scared you might fall.
I want to lead you to the right song, to the right flowerbed.
Instead I spin in the air. My form lost among the pines.
The light I had to lead us home, long since gone.
Should we follow the glow of the moon?
Sing to the wind? Give it a few days to answer.
Perhaps I should leave my heart in a wicker basket.
Cover myself in morning dew.
Abandon the very thought of you.
-Tosha Michelle


