between
does she
dance
quietly in
the shadows
of her
dreams
and
with sand
between her toes
lost eyes
walk
behind the
blood
in her tears
as years
cross
timeless,
her beliefs
in …
will she
dance
the colors
of her soul
free
in all the
beauty
that is she.
dance woman
dance.
- jude
in the
light
eyes in the
night
what is lost
what is
right
colors
they dance
in the black
child is a
woman torn
woman
is a dance
of light
the child
wears
as a coat
dyed
with the
colors
she
dares
to believe
in.
sweet echo
of birth,
earth magic
marks
the sunrise
where
all moments
begin again,
where all
women
bleed truth,
where
she dares
to dance in
the light.
- jude
winter
sins
walk my
broken years
back across
the sand
wind carved
free
sweat in my
eyes
and
i can’t
see
do you
believe in me?
cold wind
bleeds
across
all my
winter sins
the unfrozen
river
calls to me
it’s words
an ocean’s
rain,
falls to me
calling my
soul away.
if only
i could cry
me a river
if only your
voice remained.
- jude
just keep
dancing
lost in a
mirror
star dreams
on a night
stage.
before
broken songs
i just
continue
to dance
while
my blood
shatters
across a
lost stain
- jude
cold cold
world
in the night
the deep
deep night
do i dance
where mirror
images
are lost
within
i bleed
across
the
shattered hopes
the ice
reflections
would you
that a child
might live,
without
seeing their eyes
without
hearing their cries
black in
light
am i
wandering
in dreams
where only
shadows
dance
oh,
this cold
cold world
of chance
i see their
eyes
i hear their
cries
that a child
might live,
would i…
- jude
seasons
new
butterfly
scars
tattoo my
eyes
oh, the
years
have torn me
so
shadows cry
i sigh
water tears
into the
river near
for time
believes not
where the
blood flows
but winter
blues
carry
seasons new
and statues
left carved
in my soul
forever grow
do you know
still
that mirror
true
you’re
beautiful.
- jude
too young
a moment of
close
dancing,
she broke my
heart
and taught
my soul
how to cry.
sweet love
i learned to
say
good-bye
as i watched
the whispers
of butterflies
carry her
away.
because we
were
walking
just past
the shadows
of childhood
there was
only silence
she would
dare to hear,
the
emptiness
it was clear
sweet love
in a moment
of
close
dancing.
- jude
of j.
beckett connelly
touched by
the wings
of an
artist’s soul
to breathe
of the wind
where dreams
believe,
fly child
fly.
seasons
they come
and go,
where
whispers murphy,
if a soul
can bleed
free
may thee
walk so
upon
the path of
dreams and sight.
- jude
our
children bleed
of your dark
continent dreams
carved from
your african souls
you bleed as
we bleed
you want as
we want
you hope as
we hope
and yes
you love as
we love
so why
do our eyes
not see
past the
lions
past the
trees
past the
eternal wars
and genocide
to your
children
to the
children
as they die
in hunger,
in rape
hopeless
with no
escape.
we must dare
to bleed
dare to
want, hope and love
these
children
for they are
ours
and even
when
we won’t
see
still they
bleed
still they
die,
we must dare
to believe
that seeing
is the beginning of reason
that god,
only lives
in our eyes.
- jude
sweet
long dance
brooklyn
bridge dreams
under the
wash
of a clean
spring rain,
love
where a girl
found a warm
hand
to hold
in the
loving eyes
of a young
man.
in his arms
she felt her
soul
become
eternal
in a long
dance
she danced
deeply
and god
smiled
in a rage of
life
turned a
woman
soft and
beautiful
sane and not
all in her
love
leaving
nothing forgotten
nothing lost
bleeding
believing
sharing
so sweet her
fingerprints
and so hard.
her free
irish heart
beat to the
rhythm of
the never
ending dance,
and still
she dances
there,
in her
brooklyn bridge dreams
there
where god
smiles
- jude
just the
earth
i walk my
dreams
i dance the
sky
with no
reason to believe
with no
reason to try
deep
where
butterflies whisper
long
within the
shadows
of tomorrow
of color
i watch
as the
children pass
i bleed
as the
children die,
cold african
winds
they burn my
soul.
oh where
do the dying
children go
no heaven,
no hell
just the
earth
on which we
all dwell.
- jude
long time
long time
believing
water free
across my
soul
central park
(nyc)
dreaming
where a girl
wouldn’t
go
even music
couldn’t
sew her eyes
across my
sighs
long time
rambling
water free
across my
soul
loving all
the girls
wherever
they go
how sweetly
they grow
long time
dancing
across the
dreams
within the
silence
where a girl
almost
holds me
still
long time
believing
on a road
bleeding
my
fingerprints free…
- jude
long
highway blues
highway
dancing
during a
long day
of running
my thumb,
carrying me
nowhere
grew tired,
a sunset and
beauty
carved the
sky
her eyes and
hair
a tattoo
upon my soul
wouldn’t
let go
i had
nowhere to run
and so,
highway
dancing
and nowhere
to call
home.
walking the
long black road
alone
believing in
her eyes
while
dancing
my sighs
free,
just dancing
until the
butterflies dare
to walk the
road i dream,
a tattoo
upon my soul.
still
walking
for antje
still
walking
those shadow
carved streets
music in her
hand
music
awakening her soul
alone
where does
she go
girl can’t
run home
her songs,
longing
paints her sighs
in harmony
across the
sky,
oh! Shadow
girl
where have
you been
does she
believe
in who she
sees
across,
within the
mirror
of her words
sung
deeply
girl can’t
run home
and will she
be walking
still
walking
when they
start seeing
when she
starts believing
girl can’t
run home
wishing
well for jen M.
she dances
across the
edge
of the well
of dreams
carrying
wishes
as the light
in her eyes
sweet dream
dancer
the wind
whispers
across
the silence
of her words
in rhythm
to her
soul’s breath
she dances
sweet
jazz for Lauren
young girl
eyes
they carry
water
easily
back to the
sea,
dares she
cross beach
sand
on a cloudy
day
wind in her
hair
oh, her
sighs
they stare
from deep
inside
as the boys
watch
her pass,
an echo
whispers
a sweet jazz
horn
blows rhythm
clear
on the
breath
of her hair
near
music,
a young
girl’s tries
ripples
free to the
water’s edge
like a sweet
jazz horn
where the
wind blows warm
just lost
i feel
autumn
a wet wind
on my skin
but it’s
an early
june day
and quiet
too much
quiet
resting upon
my soul.
not quite
dying
and nowhere
to go
i don’t
know
i just
don’t know,
when your
body
fails you
you feel
autumn
calling on
winter
and slow.
oh,
if only the
chance
to dance my
life away,
to feel the
lonely road
carrying my
thumb free,
nowhere to
be
just lost in
a season’s turn.
shadow
call
shadow on a
river
wind on the
water
carving
waves
blue sky
clouds water
my eyes
i dream
your sighs
broke my
heart
just
yesterday,
and so many
years ago
i know
sweet, sweet
shadow call
sing
caught in
the shadows
of your
window dreams
where does
your soul dance
a soft rain
does whisper
across a
song
where a
woman longs
a child
within belongs
across a
song
sing
for the
earth believes
dance
for the moon
shins your
heart free
believe
for a poet
sees you
sing
untitled
long dream
dancing
death
I mean
water,
she calls me
to her deep
not to die
just to
sleep
there
where the
mermaids weep.
softly
dance me
softly
dream me
deeply
if you
remember
a broken
mirror
just a
piece,
I hold
never just
a memory
long
distance
ocean water
calling
believing
falling
dancing
softly
where
yesterday
still
believes.
just
won’t die
the ocean
does it
believe
in my sighs
or dreams,
east wind
blows my
sins free
lovers are
on
my mind,
an aging
soul
dares to
wonder still
as he bleeds
the evening
sky,
colors
all my
shattered
tries,
if
a man
just won’t
die.
desert
mirrors
desert
mirrors
carry the
dreams
of greedy
men
painted with
the symbols
of
whose god
carry the
tears
sand dried
tears
of children
those
without years
carry the
truth
no god
would dare
to believe
in
these men
these broken
mirror men
anymore,
god only
cries
for the
children
lost as
blown sand
upon these
desert
mirrors
carries
our sin
dare we
carve the
names
of our
children
upon the
skin
of our souls
dancing in
the light
of our
god’s eyes
it’s more
then our beliefs
that carry
truth
dare we
lay down our
lives
that the
child may live
dancing in
the night
where
shadows don’t cast
blood on our
hands
when the
breath of children
falls to
silence,
is this
supper
their last
sand in the
wind
carries our
sin
across the
shadows
where our
gods
never see.
dancing in
the silence
do your
tears
fall
or even
bleed
for when
it’s
the children
of our enemy
can our
blood not believe
dare we
carve the
names
of their
children
upon the
skin
of our
souls.
- jude
so my
country!
I bleed
across the
silence
of time
wearing my
soul
tired across
the rhyme
of my
dreams,
where
lies the
sweet hope
of
possibility
I rage
against
the too
human greed’s
that are the
walls
a gluttony
of faces,
fingers
always wanting more
scraping
upon the windows
of my life,
a society
broken
carrying too
many
eyes without
tears
has carved
its traces
upon
not man’s
dreams
but,
just his
fears
I rage
against
this empty
life
which paints
as shadows
upon the
colors
of my
country’s tries.
in blue
in the
shadow of his eyes
the cries of
birth
bleeds water
walks
all his
tomorrow’s free
as a woman
sleeps
across his
dreams
where love
believes
moments are
born
a child in a
dragon dream
a wind cries
seasons turn
when a warm
deep moon
in blue
believes
a woman
conceives,
so whisper
the trees
when the
wind calls
and seeds
fall
when a warm
deep moon
in blue.
sweet
chance
water knows
her name,
when a
shadow
casts
a moment
upon a
passing cloud
and the moon
bleeds
it’s light
free
it’s a
dance
of sweet
chance
who
believes in
her
beautiful
woman
carry me
where death
bleeds
I concede
belief falls
to ancient dreams
cold winds
blows free
my summer
sins
and again I
begin
to chase
those
river
shadows
just to sail
away
so yearns my
soul
where might
I dare to
believe,
once again
for in age
and death
I perceive
the ever
costs of
delusion
illusion
exclusion,
I watch
a world
where
our children
die
still too
easily
I miss
lovers
that never
were
quite
oh, carry me
river
carry me
into the
sweet flames
of autumn
carry me,
into time
the eternal
rhyme.
please
cry, my country!
do you cry
when the men
too young
when your
soldiers
die,
oh, my
country
again
is it only
the mothers
and wives
is it only
the children
who carry
the tears
did
find it’s
soul
lost so long
ago
in a land
called
viet-nam
just
untested fathers
and their
dreams of war
spending
their children
like plastic
soldiers
dropped upon
the floor
please cry
my country
for you lose
your soul
when,
you send
your children
to die with
honor
honor that
is still
not your
own.
if
what dreams
lie silent
lost
within the
layers
of a
shattered soul
what dreams
dare to believe
when
a river’s
tears
carry lost
fingertips
across
a cloud’s
shadow of
light
if…
warm rain
does she
still dance
across the
silence
where
between moments
a soul dared
to believe
does she ,
yet
dream
in the
hidden light
where
shadows call
and ice
falls
as warm rain
within
closed eyes
does she
still
in her
dreams
fly
a woman is
born
of a child
to live
forever
so in light
so in beauty
longer
roads
no time left
to believe
to bleed
or even to
concede
to the
voices of rhyme,
autumn tears
color the
rivers
where still
I dance
my soul
upon the
chance of
dreams
ancient,
left carved
on the
backstreets of
my youth
where a
child bled
the blood of
truth.
oh, those
lonely streets
and sweet
long retreats
down longer
roads.
no time,
just rhyme.
- jude
a
long way
carve
me a shadow
painting
my feet
walking
down
NYC
concrete
sweet
late night backstreets
cold
blows deep
where
the wind
paints
across the stage
of
my defeat,
I
was a man
living
in a child torn
carve
me a shadow
where
still
dared
I to believe,
dancing
ever quiet
within
the rhythm of echoes,
echoes
of feet moving
shadows
of night
shadows
of clouds
shadows
of light
a
long way
to
dreaming
wind
blown perceiving
carve
me a shadow
painting
my feet
walking
down
the
long concrete highways
of
sweet
late night moon,
carving
me a shadow
where
still,
I
dared to believe
dancing
the rhythm
across
the echoes
of
my
moving feet,
a
long way
to
believing!
- jude
beautiful
girl – for mary jo
it is simple
to believe
beautiful
girl,
that she
dances upon
the
breath of
angels
still,
as a shadow
of light
painting
her loves
with deep
seeing eyes,
and her
silent sighs
so full,
lives
so alive
in her
echoes,
as beauty
never dies,
so do angels
never
cry!,
beautiful
girl…
- jude
heaven’s
star
in the long
evening
silence
of a
child’s dreams,
when a snow
falls
to water
calls
upon a glass
window pane
held by
ancient wood
carved free,
a moment
just might
hold still
in cold
starlight
and magic
just might
believe in,
“bring my
daddy home
from war,
I need to
love him
just a
little more”
long evening
starlight
casts it’s
winter snow
shadow
soft, where
upon
a child’s
dream falls
if hope
dares
where love
cares
so might,
under a
simple star’s light
a Christmas
wish
be heard
break a
child’s soul
and you
shatter the
simple light
of
heaven’s
star,
in the long
evening silence
of a
child’s dreams
dare my
frozen country
stop it’s
bleeding
just to
believe in
a child’s
Christmas
once more…
- jude
just for
peace
in the
silence
in the dream
winter snow
falls
as tears
upon my soul
my lips
as sips of
breath
sing
all those
songs
of love and
peace
it’s the
season,
it’s a
reason
to believe
as tears
upon my soul
star-light
rains
my shadow
naked and
cold
across the
graves of
all god’s
children
star-light,
star-bright
i wish
just for
peace,
for god’s
wind
to come
and warm my
silent heart
just for
peace
it’s a
reason
to believe!
of a
child’s dream
in the long
evening
silence
of a
child’s dream
when a snow
falls
to water
calls
upon a glass
window pane
held by
ancient wood
carved free,
a moment
just might
hold still
in cold
star-light
and magic
just might
believe in,
our
christmas tree shadows
which lie
across the dreams
of all the
world’s children,
and all
their
sweet dreams
of peace!