eyes
in the eyes
of your
dreams
deep
below your
screams,
the child
believes ,
where
the woman
sighs
as she tries
in the eyes
she dares to
whisper,
across
the images
she cares
to see.
to be...
- jude
sweet
pattern
on a slow
dance
a woman
paints the
earth
in color
fine
with threads
of light,
her dreams
follow as
she moves
of a pattern
deep.
where she
loves
where,
she dares to
weep.
soft is her
sigh
an easy wind
as she does
begin
to believe
to perceive
sweet
pattern
sweeter
earth
where a
woman cares,
to try.
- jude
just a
woman
where are
the concrete streets
on which
walked her
eyes,
in the
belief
of simple
things
and
something more.
the years
are a long wind
that
caresses her
dreams,
alive
on the
echoes
of her
footsteps.
never just a
woman
cast in the
mirror
which bleeds
beauty
across the sky,
always just
a woman
carving
her light
upon her
fingertips
to touch,
to
believe...
- jude
they
dance together
his breath
is lost
to her eyes
and deeper
sighs
carve his
soul,
for love
knows where
to go
for love
knows how to
grow.
her dreams
shine on her
heart’s whispers
in the light
of
his eyes
dreaming
her,
maybe seeing
her
longer
then today,
deeper then
tomorrow.
a sweet
love, sung
without
refrain.
lovers they
met
on a soft
summer’s day
to dance
on the tears
of their screams
to dance
till,
their eyes
see
what lovers
dream.
and wedding
bells
chance upon
the
stain of
their souls
in touch.
his breath,
her dreams
and they are
carried away
on the wings
of their
lover sighs.
they dance
together,
and carried
away
are free...
- jude
years
do you still
dance
backstreet
queen’s girl,
in the
warmth of loving arms
now
where the
wind whispers
across time.
do clocks
sing their dreams
in rhythm
between the fears,
are your
tears
now of
love or
years.
do you still
believe in
your younger
girl tries
or are you
lost
in your
older woman sighs.
the years,
are they not
enough!
do you still
dance
i sing for
you still,
a poet
dreaming
bleeding
a man
remembering friends
lovers
warm in my sun
shadow echoes,
i still
dance.
- jude
a quiet
soul
on a quiet
soul
i drift,
lost in the
veils of rhyme
between
long times
gone
and
dreams who
have
wandered on.
i yearn to
rage
in the light
of a stage
carved by
winter minds.
so tired and
broken
this
crippled body
and mind.
just to
write
one more
page
just to
thumb
one more
road
to live or
die,
on a quiet
soul
a poet
sighs.
- jude
river
wind
girl played
on a wooden
stage
danced
on the steps
of chance
loved
where the
earth
walks
as silence
talks
of deeper
nights
or tomorrows
and candle
lights.
girl stayed
till the
woman believed.
warm river
wind
crossed
evenings
where dusk
colors
time,
her eyes
dream
in the rhyme
of
her screams.
a woman
who dances
no more
but for the
pattern
so deep in
her soul
still
believes
in the girl
in the
dream.
dares she
fear
she fears
dares she
dare
she dares
dares she
care,
a river wind
woman
loves
and so
dances
and so
stands,
her river
stance free.
- jude
just the
blues
oh,
her sighs,
her rainbow tries
i had a
chance to love her
but my soul
was broken
and my heart
was lost.
she came to
me
where
my thumb was
free
where
i no longer
had
a home to
be.
holding
empty
just the
blues
wearing me
down.
and its 33
years gone
her lost
kiss
it lingers,
so sweet
still upon
my soul
it lingers
on.
never had
the time
to love her
never showed
her the tears
lost
on a rocky
mountain’s
tomorrow.
a simple
shell
still it
dwells
though
broken and silent
for ever so
long.
oh,
i had a
chance to love her
but
the blues
they carried
me away.
- jude
just no
place to be
loved her
across an ocean
she had a
home
and i,
just no
place to be.
held her
close
in an early
evening rain
sand castles
fallen
left their
stain.
deep open
eyes
called to me
from
newly broken
sighs.
loved her in
the desert
where
we both ran,
to be free
or was it
just to see
lost her
across an
ocean
she had a
home
and i,
just no
place to be.
- jude
an angel
sighs
i dream of
paris
of cafe
sitting
a quiet dusk
fills an
empty glass of wine
ever dry
“muddy
waters” plays
from within
open doors
i feel a star’s
tear
pass lightly
across my
soul
and an angel
sighs
oh my eyes
do they cry
oh my eyes
i dream of
sweet lips
and longer
sips
do i hold
them still
deep and
lost
yes,
i dream of
paris
where
just maybe
i could die.
oh my eyes,
- jude
walk on
last time i
saw her face
last time
held her eyes
i saw
love hide
deep within her fears
just a boy
he
couldn’t cry
her hands
were closed
he
couldn’t even try
only
could he
turn
to walk on
it is the
road who
carries his
soul
street
wandering
so
how alone is
lonely
can a man
ever really know.
now,
the seasons
have turned
does he
yearn
or,
does he sigh
walk on...
winter’s song
winter song
deep behind
quiet eyes
lives a
child
born
to sing
to belong
in dreams
whispers the
dance
he will talk
when water
walks the
moon free
winter is
warm,
he carves
his echoes,
his earth
echoes
sweet rhythm
of life.
as a
woman smiles
long hair
down to
her soul
sad eyes
quiet sighs,
beauty lives
on the
whispers
off a north
atlantic
season,
she smiles
a taste of
life
strong
she’s a
good man’s wife
a dancer in
dream form
a woman
sad eyes
a smile.
an irish
dream
leaves her
whispers
as water to
a poet’s
lips
just a love
song
to a lady
with the sad
eyes.
her south
china sea eyes
young girl
with her
south china sea
eyes
where an
ocean wind
sighs
stands as
she tries.
in the
silence
between day
and night
between hope
and dreaming,
water is
carved
deep
in where a
poet grows
in where a
child to woman
perceives.
a young girl
dares
to paint
her colors
true
to dance
her words
free.
when only a
poet believes
a young girl
bleeds
her south
china sea eyes
open
standing
where only a
poet
dares to see.
- jude
shattered
light
cold summer
blues
music
who sings
from
deep within
your soul
you have
nowhere to go,
when lost
nevada desert sand
falls from
your eyes.
when you
can’t live
and it’s
not time to die.
when a song
rides the
hearse of your longing.
can you
still believe in
or even see,
their lost eyes
as the sighs
of their years.
where are
the tears!
- jude
your eyes
where the
hawk flies
watching
long river
where do you
go
i know
carrying
years
is it their
names
is it their
tears
who walks me
lost
down
yesterday roads.
under simple
moon light
it’s your
eyes i see
and the warm
winds call
it’s your
soul i touched
yes, it’s
a long fall
from
where the
hawk flies.
they
dance
he shines
as he dances
in his new
black heals
slow and in
love
she walks on
the wind’s breath
carved by
the reflection,
on a
brooklyn corner
a
street-lamp casts a shadow,
stands a
good man
with a deep
heart
his eyes see
the forever flower
her dreams
still dream
a woman
finds love
in a soft
brooklyn shadow,
and dances
evelyn
long lake
wind
whispers a
morning dream
the sky in
deep color
lies soft
across
the echo of
her birth
in the
morning light
a smile is
carved
by a long
sunrise,
shall she
dance
touching her
beauty to form
evelyn,
her eyes
have carried
a sky’s
freedom
ever into a
poet’s sigh
her tries
walk the
mountain screams
silent,
across the echoes
where a girl
where the
wind
believes.
and the
dancing
in the dream
sidewalk
shadow dance
a woman
eyes closed
dances her
soul,
younger days
drift -
under
the whisper
of
older winds,
and the
dancing
sets her
free.
where her
feet taste
moon-light
cast upon
the sea.
the earth
believes
where the
night
and
street-lamp light
cast their
longer shadows
on a
brooklyn street corner.
stands a man
his deep
heart
lies unseen
warm summer
wind
carries
time.
in the
shadow
of a
tree’s dream
woman dances
her
flower seams
free
a young girl
tastes
the sky
to believe
in her
grown woman tries.
when a man
when a woman
dance the
street
embraced in
touch
in love,
so will time
smile
and the
earth shall believe
still again.
the
breath of the dragon
two woman
within
the eyes
young girl
eyes,
from where
soft
are the
loving skies
where wind
is breath
soft across her soul
touching as
life
her dragon
dreams
dance the
fairy circle
free
in her, new
york city
tears,
she walks the echoes
frescos upon
the walls
in her
parent’s tries,
their love
and broken sighs
sweet dreams
but raw
across her needs
in her lost
princess rage
where,
really
is the stage
of her freedom
the call of
her soul
there is the
breath of the dragon
a cloud in
her eyes
- jude
untitled
my heart
cries
where inside
a broken
body
sighs,
tomorrow
comes
another moon
night
sweet lost
light.
- jude
sweet
stain
she danced
across my
soul
leaving sand
in my eyes
so sweet,
in her young
girl sighs
my
fingerprints
they were
stolen
oh,
she never
knew
the full
reach
of her tries
was it my
backstreet running
i scared her
dared her
loved her
no why,
when i left
her
i saw,
in her eyes
loving deep
the fear
whispering good-bye.
and forever
so sad
sweet stain
for always
the dance
remains.
- jude
for the
children
he dances
his jester dance,
for the
children
sweet
pattern of chance
a song
carved his soul,
for dreams
they do whisper
of something
deeper
and fingers
they do linger
where only
his god dares to go.
a boy is a
man,
when a man
is a boy
a teacher
dares believe
in more then
he sees
for the
children
sweet
pattern of chance
he dances
his jester dance.
- jude
if angels
could cry
and if
angels could cry
so sweet the
child
carried in
her mother’s eyes
stands on
the edge
a ledge of
tries
child before
woman
oh, her
adolescent sighs
a poet, a
dancer
an actress
true
she has a
young girl’s name
(mirror,
mirror mother please)
stained
across her mother’s seed
where goes
the woman
when a
longer rain
carves
across the sky
where grows
the love
when a
mother, too young
must die
and if
angels could cry
so sweet the
young girl
carved from
her mother’s soul
where only
the flowers now grow.
a poet, a
dancer
an actress
true
a child
alone
a world
tainted a
darker hue
and if only
the angels
could cry
for a moment
across the
silence,
dark streets
and so lost.
so sweet the
child dreams
- jude
etched
3 am
street-lamp
shadows
fall across
the long
rhythm
walking
street
dreaming
a soul
screaming
silence
but for the
concrete echoes
and
the pattern
of her soul
etched
across my heart
walking the
dreams away
young boy
lost
under a
forest
of shattered
stars
helpless
now 34 years
later
man can’t
walk
time talks
of drifting away
the
shattered stars still
litter the
sky
and so much
left to say
where
the pattern
of her soul
lies still
etched
across his heart
but really,
who is she?
pat, ginny,
marlene, renee, franny,
rachel,
marsha, nancy, shelia, petra,
patty, cheri,
patti, michele, mary,
kathleen,
jade ...
or the
forgotten remains of
lost kisses
unnamed.
- jude
whispers
& light
soul shadows
deep
within the
dreams
woman
she lives
the seams
long
into the
water of
her night
silent are
the screams
in echo.
she believes
in color
she paints
in light
where her
soul whispers
so carries
her sight
- jude
shadows
mirror in
the night
mirror in
the light
shadows
whisper
silence deep
in her soul
where does a
woman.
time cries
softly
of love and
fate
where does
one touch
lost in the
dark
late
mirror
doesn’t see
the dreams
who dream to
be.
young
deep in her
soul
aging
and
somewhere left to go.
just shadows
on the
silence deep
- jude
she walks
on by...
(for MaryJo)
tonight
i’m going to walk
again those
long quiet concrete streets
where only
street-lamp shadows
can hold me
long,
i look for
the angels
to whisper,
a lost soul free
but
no one
stands on this concrete
just me
oh! shadow
tears
where do you
cry!
where a
younger girl cries
where a
mother, too young dies.
and a
universe
seems only
to sigh
no reason
why
just the
broken sky
a young girl
to woman is born
quietly
oh, so
quietly.
even the
shadows barely stir
and the
angels,
in the
silence do their tears carry her...
- love jude
the
warming candles
deep into
the night
so cold
long time
dreaming
a cold
winter dream
drifts the
snow across
my eyes...
but my soul
is warm
for it is
the season
to believe.
the children
of chance
they dance
the
christmas dance.
long within
a christmas star
they sing
with the angels
the sweetest
of blues,
i cry for
the loving souls
i cry for
their moments of beauty
who live
on...
oh, these
warm christmas tears
they are the
years of my life.
“everything
it’s season”
they are the
warming candles
lit upon my
christmas tree,
i smile this
christmas night
for they are
my reason to believe
these
children of chance.
- jude