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come to me in a dream deep in the night
come to me a ghost flickering by candlelight
come to me in any color you choose to be
just never, never that memory
come to me with your dark Appalachian eyes
come to me hiding behind a torn disguise
come to me with your painful honesty
just never, never that memory
(in perfume rain of louring mist
quiescent gray or slivers that pierce
the end of day, bleeding
upon the edge)
come to me the joy of a glorious death
come to me a word of truth in every breath
come to me on a cross to set the world free
just never, never that memory
michael mcguirt
1 Comment | tags: appalachian, candlelight, death, disguise, lyrics, memory, poem, poetry, song, words | posted in song
I’m on the way out
Of this world
I see it in my face
In my eyes
Tired of this disguise
~
Ain’t got time to know the love
Of my new girlfriend
The wind is calling my soul
Away from sin
~
Wish I could stay with you
Because you’re something new
But there is time on your side
And it’s making me blind
~
Time for me to go
Out of this world
There’s blood on my face
And I don’t like the taste
Of this world
~
Ain’t got time to know the love
Of my new girl friend
The wind is calling my soul
Away from sin
~
Wish you could come with me
To the other side
I’m scared of what I might see
Scared I might try to hide
On the other side
~
I’m on the way out
Of this world
2 Comments | tags: disguise, lyrics, music, poetry, sin, song, soul, words, writing | posted in song
i cannot touch you
oh how i want to
i want to
but it would kill you inside
it would kill you inside
the poem…
the inspiration would swirl
down from above
deep into your flesh
far from the light
and hidden from sight
i would become a slave of lust
unable to see
your essence again…
i cannot touch you
oh how i want to
i want to
to touch you
to touch you
to touch
you
mm
14 Comments | tags: flesh, light, lyrics, poem, touch | posted in song
you break the calm silence
of dreams in the night so close
like whispers of love higher
just beyond reach
like the sacred fingertip
~
my heart beats true
to the thing
other than you
words cannot explain
a new love
on a higher plane
~
thunder crashing down
your swirling bed of lies
satin sheets blowing cold
with all your might
it’s a bolt of darkness
that you strike
wounding angels unaware in flight
~
my heart beats true
to the thing
other than you
words cannot explain
a new love
on a higher plane
~
torn hearts apart
crying – dying
the storm in your rage
i lie here in abeyance
why do i
obey your storm
~
my heart beats true
to the thing
other than you
words cannot explain
a new love
on a higher plane
a new love
on a higher plane
13 Comments | tags: abeyance, angels, bed, darkness, dying, fingertip, higher, lies, love, night, obey, plane, rage, sacred, silence, storm, thunder, torn, true | posted in song
i wear you like a mood,
you smile for me
when twinkling eyes grow dark.
you are my tear
fallen, burning,
stinging the earth
pure as baby’s truth.
you are gone now
and our stormy bed remains –
your hair upon my pillow
left mingling with mine,
braided by our love,
as it was –
when we lay as one
held by the truth in love,
naked and wet
on flowers of fire,
burning our innocence
into the flesh we wear.
i wear you
like a mood.
2 Comments | tags: bed, flesh, lyrics, mood, naked, poetry, song, wet, words | posted in song
not destined for
greatness here
no not destined for
greatness here
in your world
world of yours
just another little man
doing just another little job
exist day by day
well evolved above the slob
just enough sex
to call it love
just enough love
to call it life
it’s just life
don’t need no strife
no mojo device
it’s all in my head
silence is the stage
upon which i’m fed
yes i’m fed
so feed me now
nourish me
from above
nourish me
from above i pray
nourish me
i’m down on my knees
nourish me
nourish…
2 Comments | tags: device, love, lyrics, man, mojo, poetry, sex, silence, slob, song, stage, strife | posted in song
Where am i going?
Am i growing up, to you,
or just wild in the night?
Is my vision true,
to be with you, my love,
i’m running in the dark
will i hit the wall?
Where are you now,
and your higher power,
when flesh is weak,
yet so very strong?
Who will win the war,
this tug of war?
Your hand is strong –
it can pull me up,
but so hard to touch.
Did you send your love?
Did she fall from above?
Is she there, for me –
Are you in her eyes?
Can she save my soul,
before i let go,
of your hand
to drown, within myself?
Where are the angels?
Where is your burning bush?
I am that I am,
that’s what you said,
but who am i?
Stay with me.
All is dark
6 Comments | tags: angels, burning bush, dark, higher power, i am, love, lyrics, poetry, song, soul, war | posted in song
to which the cold wind blows
through my open door
my love lies
trampled here
my love to give trampled here
upon this dirty floor
serenade me
upon the night’s cold dark sweat
her innocence came to me
white gown immortality
swollen red in her sea
of passion and youth
your love from another sea
a language of calligraphy
my mind you taught to see
great walls of wisdom and truth
serenade me
upon the night’s cold dark sweat
two hearts my tears contain
unwillingly i am drained
you are torn from my soul
she is sifted through my flesh
i have destroyed everything
i have betrayed everyone
the passion and the youth
the wisdom and the truth
serenade me
upon the night’s cold dark sweat
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