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Tender

by

Goomp

Tender is the night.Tender is the day.
Tender is my love for you.As tender
as your ways.
My song of love comes to you like an
Arrow through the wind.
Oh dance before my dreams my love
Open your heart and let love in.
Tender is the morning ,when I awake
And see your face.The sunshine that you
Bring to me fills my empty space.
Tender is your touch,your eyes and your
Emotions . Their all I need to get me by
The breathing light of your sweet love.
Your heart as vast as the ocean.
Tender is the way I see you in my life.


Riggers old

by

Goomp


Riggers old
In a cold dark stillness alone in the
Shadows of the moon. She comes in
Solem beauty.. She makes for the straights
And blossoms forward .
Her arched white sails in full bloom
As she caresses the smooth waves.
The bronze sailors heave to her lines
The sea gulls crys lure them on
And the wind blows a compass song.
Riggers old. Riggers old.
All memories come to life as the ships bell
Breaks the silence of the night.
The sky begins to awaken as the.
Dawn gives way to the sunrise.
Shadows begin to fade as her colors are set
Free to the wind.
Steady she goes as the trade winds ease
Her bow towards the Spanish seas.
The weathered captain stands fast and
Stern . His face like weather from the suns
Hot burns.
Look sharp you lads lookouts to the nest
For we are bound for treasure beyond yonders crest .
Cutting the sea like a butchers knife.
Her stern in raise like the rising moon.
Her name appears etched in gold .
For this is the poem of the riggers old..

Untitled

by

Goomp


Nothing. Without. You
How long is it since I have made you mine.
How long is the path we have traveled
Together.
By now I feel as if I am a part of you.
Like a drop in the ocean.
Like a leaf from a tree .
Like a brick in the house that you
Build for me.
We have a lot to look forward to
after all the mistakes we have
made you and I .
And now you have become a part of me.
And I can feel you.
You have become part of my body
like a wonderful dream that is waiting
for me.
Like a brick that I save for the house
That I will build for you .......

Untitled

by

Goomp


Loving eyes of blue

When you smile my love I smile.
When you cry my love I cry.
For the warmth of your kiss upon
my lips there is nothing I would
Not do.
I am hopelessly enchanted by your
Loving eyes of blue.
Beneath the silent moon the wind
Blows through the whitered willows.
The sparrows sing their morning song
I am the sun . I am the rain. I am on
A cloud and I am in love.
I am captured by your kindness.
Oh heart what shall I do.
For I am hopelessly devoted to
Your loving eyes of blue.....

The Hit

by

Goomp



It's my job I do it for pay
When the job is done I'll
Be on my way.
The contract is done and their
faces fade .
They fade away like passing rain.
The night is quiet and the dew leaves
A trace .
As I wait in the ally and study the
Face.
380 ready as I croutch in my place
I take aim and fire and leave in haste.
The contract done and the payment
Is in wait .
When the news gets to them
It will be at my gate .....

Smoky Mountains N.C.

by

Goomp


Smoky Mountains. N.C.
The mountain spirit has smiled
On me.
The laughter as harsh as it's wild
Domain.
A robe of smoke and silver blue.
The starry gems that.crown the
Night are dusted by the misty rain
Enchanting beauty at my feet
The smoky mountain life is sweet.
The fairy queen rules the grasses
Sheen .
A noble existance come soak
In your dreams .
Extend your life with white wing
Kisses.
Explore your soul expand your mind.
In Maggie Calley your lost in time

Goodbye

by

Goomp


Goodbye
I waited for you my peach under the old
oak that bears the engraved crude heart
with our names in it.
Where else can i return to, and hear the
song of love ,when i said to you that i
love you.
Perhaps you did not get the meaning of my
note.
Perhaps you don't want to understand.
it's alright my love
Like the leaves of the old oak love fades
away and returns every time.
Goodbye.Goodbye. Let us say our last goodbyes.
Let us awake again and start a new meaning.
Let us say goodbye.
Lets see if we will meet under the old oak
again.
Let us see if we can turn goodbyes into hellos
once more.....

Lonely Man

by

Goomp



Lonely man down on market place.
Sidewalk cracks on his well worn face,
a trace of wind from a dirty race, a
lamp post sort of smile.
We sat and talked about day's gone by.
Some good.some bad,how fast time slips by.
trading questions for reasons why times are
what they are.
He said lonely hearts broken always leave
a trace, but empty pockets are sad disgrace.
You drift along and you fill a space,your
spirit keeps you strong.
Sounds of silence echo trough the night,stray
dogs barking sad delight.
Old man do you feel alright,you look a little
cold.
So i spent the on market place when morning
comes i'll drift along to another place.
Don't know his name but i will never forget
his face. His spirit made me strong....


Goodbye

by

Goomp


Goodbye
I waited for you my peach under the old
oak that bears the engraved crude heart
with our names in it.
Where else can i return to, and hear the
song of love ,when i said to you that i
love you.
Perhaps you did not get the meaning of my
note.
Perhaps you don't want to understand.
it's alright my love
Like the leaves of the old oak love fades
away and returns every time.
Goodbye.Goodbye. Let us say our last goodbyes.
Let us awake again and start a new meaning.
Let us say goodbye.
Lets see if we will meet under the old oak
again.
Let us see if we can turn goodbyes into hellos
once more.....

Lonely Man

by

Goomp



Lonely man down on market place.
Sidewalk cracks on his well worn face,
a trace of wind from a dirty race, a
lamp post sort of smile.
We sat and talked about day's gone by.
Some good.some bad,how fast time slips by.
trading questions for reasons why times are
what they are.
He said lonely hearts broken always leave
a trace, but empty pockets are sad disgrace.
You drift along and you fill a space,your
spirit keeps you strong.
Sounds of silence echo trough the night,stray
dogs barking sad delight.
Old man do you feel alright,you look a little
cold.
So i spent the on market place when morning
comes i'll drift along to another place.
Don't know his name but i will never forget
his face. His spirit made me strong....

Sailors Dreams

by

Goomp



Below the pitch of common deeds she sails
beyond the snapping reef.
The sailors hearts grow so bold as her sheets
of canvas and praised trim steer her through
the nights bright stars and seaward towards
home.
The wreckage of sunset burns,as the misty
horizon greets the gallows of the sea.
A sailors dream is cast ye far, and as the
Prepare yourself for the
brightening water
stars blink and the moon rounds the main mast
painted ports fade.
A sailors dream spews forth and the loved
ones home are his only desire
has shown iys bare breast to the gulls their
rusty screeching sounds signal land above
the horrizon. The ship has turned her
last knot and has returned home...