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Post by charliegee on Aug 3, 2014 23:38:03 GMT -5
My Tomorrow I loved you when first I saw you All those years ago .. You stole my heart And took my breath away
I love you still Even after seeing Your breath stolen away Your last breath drawn
I love you now Through the tarnished window Of memory shimmering In midnight tears
Here in the half-light Of the pile up of years Wondering what this life is about Without you ..
You're the only thing That made sense to me Even when you made No sense at all
You are the joy a man Still manages to feel The days slide by meaninglessly You were my tomorrow
Charlie Giardino 8/3/14
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Post by charliegee on Aug 3, 2014 23:38:45 GMT -5
Endgame
The tears that are falling Are the stars fast exploding Is the joy come imploding Are the mountains in flux
Is the sky sweetly rising Is the lonely world turning In the absence of light The cry of the innocents
In the sharing of heartache The call of the angels The angst of the saintly The prayer of the demons
As the pull of the senses Meets the lull of the mind The full lust of god Finds the sin of our fathers
As the heartache of lovers Stalls the end of the dawn When the shadow casts shadows In the quaking of day
Charlie Giardino 8/3/14
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Post by laughter on Aug 4, 2014 0:57:47 GMT -5
roll on it will oh ever still in one form or another tomorrows hero springs from dregs of bitter failure past it is what is that never ends and that will always last
stop a moment and you feel a rythm to the movement cycles ancient primal vibes rivet you to pavement in a swirl as summer dies the heavy sweet air cloys
wistful movement of emotion steals you from the present ride the rending all the way back from where you were sent there at circles ending from were it was that you began catch your breath and feel the touch of gentle healing hand
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Post by glimmer on Aug 10, 2014 5:41:53 GMT -5
Talking to Ryokan
So here is a game, I'm going to open a page, and whatever Ryokan says on the page, I'll try to say something back.
Ryokan:
(page 60, Sky Above, Great Wind)
See and realize that this world is not permanent.
Neither late or early flowers will remain.
Glimmer:
Flowers wilt in my vase and drop of themselves.
What can be permanent? Nothing I see in this world.
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Post by charliegee on Aug 12, 2014 7:01:28 GMT -5
why so sad, funnyman?
you made a lot of people happy, sad man making them laugh, making them think you plumbed the depths of human existence the sad/happy face of the actor-clown
you not only flirted with disaster, you courted her I had a fling with the lady myself so, in some small way, I understand there is no judgement, there shouldn't be
who knew your torment but you? or maybe, like some of us you didn't know and were just as bewildered as we feel right now ...
hope you find rest, brother a respite from your pain you are greatly loved you will be sorely missed
hope you're happy now, sad man
charlie giardino 8/12/14
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Post by Deleted on Aug 13, 2014 2:06:46 GMT -5
drugs maketh the idiot and everyone laughs as its not themselves, not-one-of-them enjoying being laughed at they all gaping open like vultures feeding again on free-d life, having paid the price of a ticket. Attachments:
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Post by charliegee on Aug 19, 2014 8:26:33 GMT -5
autumn song
the beauty of this world assaults me burrows deep into my soul where heartache resides a beautiful ache ensues
I love the coming of Autumn it resonates within me the falling leaves echo a song of loss, of longing
once it was summer and she was mine shadows played across her face as she shielded her face from the sun bright new days awaited us
but seasons change leaves turn colors and sweet dreams turn to dust
love is a season it encompasses them all spring tumbles into summer autumn collapses into winter
love awakens after a time in the dark, damp earth it comes again reborn in the soft slumber of falling leaves
charlie giardino 9/20/12
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Post by silver on Aug 19, 2014 10:48:35 GMT -5
beautiful, charlie
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Post by charliegee on Aug 20, 2014 0:48:18 GMT -5
thanks Silver <3
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Post by charliegee on Aug 20, 2014 0:50:44 GMT -5
today my father used to say of me 'look at him searching for something that isn't there' he wasn't half wrong the tendency continues to this day, the need the yearning for more something to fill the emptiness when I know full well that letting the emptiness be would be the thing to do or not do, just fuckin' let it be I'm tired of reacting I want so much to just be I love this life but I'm plagued with a perennial sadness its always in season following me through sunny days and rainy, stormy times I felt it from a very young age I said the world was happy/sad can't have one without the other it is just my disposition to see both sides of the picture I want to embrace 'what is' its all I have, all I need I found out when my wife died that there's no tomorrow I have yet to realize that there's just today charlie giardino 8/20/14
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2014 2:13:55 GMT -5
today my father used to say of me 'look at him searching for something that isn't there' he wasn't half wrong the tendency continues to this day, the need the yearning for more something to fill the emptiness when I know full well that letting the emptiness be would be the thing to do or not do, just xin' let it be I'm tired of reacting I want so much to just be I love this life but I'm plagued with a perennial sadness its always in season following me through sunny days and rainy, stormy times I felt it from a very young age I said the world was happy/sad can't have one without the other it is just my disposition to see both sides of the picture I want to embrace 'what is' its all I have, all I need I found out when my wife died that there's no tomorrow I have yet to realize that there's just today charlie giardino 8/20/14 My father didn't know as no-one had told him there was something within that surpassed the Sun we all lived under. So I, left in the lurch upon his death sought first to understand death as no-one including he hadn't told me he would die, although I gained an impression that something wasn't quite as I was lead to believe, saying outright to my school principal and the vocational officer who were interrogating me that I must be serious, get a job after school, and I said, no, not really as I would be dead at 27. It was then my father died, leaving me in the world alone with his conditioning, that rumbled out of me like a dam bursting at his funeral. Empty, I saw through a mind cleared of concepts and thought and communicated verbally with my now dead father which I saw as LIFE radiating as efferescent fibres from the trees beside the Chapel, they radiating stronger an longer for a yes and retracting for a no. Thus having no knowledge of death I began my exploration into the unknown that threatened to engulph me also even though I had three children and a wife who didnt love me. We were just children ourselves when they forced marriage upon us.
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Post by charliegee on Aug 20, 2014 21:34:39 GMT -5
excellent Alfio ...
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Post by charliegee on Aug 20, 2014 21:36:04 GMT -5
to my love on our 48th anniversary
8/20/66
still remember the night how could I forget? church hall on east 62nd street our wedding day
you in your $69.00 dress that would equal any princess such was your beauty your mind altering loveliness
you were my girl we went out for seven years before we took our vows and we took them to heart
today would have been our 46th anniversary we never got the chance to get old together
to be one of those couples who got on each other's nerves for this or for that but at the end of the day
we'd have been there for each other just like we always were love you my only one happy anniversary darling
and hey, save a seat for me and could you cook me some pasta when I get there? I miss waking up to the scent
of meatballs frying in the pan that meant Sunday morning to me but you know I miss you more man, I miss you more
charlie gee 8/20/12
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2014 21:40:03 GMT -5
to my love on our 48th anniversary 8/20/66 still remember the night how could I forget? church hall on east 62nd street our wedding day you in your $69.00 dress that would equal any princess such was your beauty your mind altering loveliness you were my girl we went out for seven years before we took our vows and we took them to heart today would have been our 46th anniversary we never got the chance to get old together to be one of those couples who got on each other's nerves for this or for that but at the end of the day we'd have been there for each other just like we always were love you my only one happy anniversary darling and hey, save a seat for me and could you cook me some pasta when I get there? I miss waking up to the scent of meatballs frying in the pan that meant Sunday morning to me but you know I miss you more man, I miss you more charlie gee 8/20/12 she still loves you Charlie how could she not? Happy rememberance day, go out an eat Italian tonight and make 'em leave the setting for two.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 20, 2014 22:20:46 GMT -5
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