Just Caught the End of It

April 15, 2014

There was an eclipse tonight-

The earth covered the moon

A friend took a picture.

I went outside in the cold.

The neighbors turned on the porch light

And then came out too.

The light went out, thank God.

We watched the earth cross over together,

We neighbors – just across the fence strangers –

Just caught the end of it.

The moon was full tonight-

She was sure optimistic.

But the earth covered her

On the inside of her soul.

She labored to carry on the parsed light

Around the edge to me.

The light went out, thank God!

We watched the earth cross over together,

We brothers; just across our town sisters –

Just caught the end of it.

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Happy Birthday, Mom.

April 19, 1932

I Forgot That Love Existed - Lost Verses

"I Forgot That Love Existed" – Van Morrison

I forgot that love existed troubled in my mind.

Heartache after heartache, worried all the time.

I forgot that love existed

Then I saw the light

Everyone around me make everything alright.

Oh, oh Socrates and Plato they

Praised it to the skies.

Anyone who's ever loved

Everyone who's ever tried.

If my heart could do my thinking

And my head begin to feel

I would look upon the world anew

And know what's truly real.

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"Lost Verses"

How could I forget? My memory is so bad…so bad.

Memory after memory, memories should be mine

I forgot that love existed

Then I knew the light

Everywhere reminds me that everything’s alright.

Go, so all these awaiting may

Raise it to their eyes.

Anyone who’s ever lost it

Everyone who’s ever cried.

If my heart could do my thinking

And my head begin to feel

I would look upon these passions new

And remember they’re real.

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Lost Verses written April 3-6, 2014

When I heard and read the original lyrics to Van Morrison's beautiful song, the phrase "How could I forget?" came to my mind and I realized that that I had a few verses in me.  It's beyond arrogant to add to or revise a real work of art. Perhaps this is my "Ecce Homo" moment. My apologies to Mr. Morrison.