Distant it grew nearer Shaggy, wagging butt Muffled barking mutt
heard.
Author: CA Guilfoyle
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Date: 04/04/2020
№ 1207020
He heard the sea crying out in many voices
Holiday crowd on the beach Watches, in horror, One slowly walks in to the hands, Extended by merciful sea, In a mission of self discovery. Water inch by inch takes him in When the eyes and ears becomes still The sea sense takes over, A new awareness prevails, And what does he find, now?
The sea is full of voices of pain, Of souls abandoned in water, for ever, Water is full of life, invisible to human eyes, Near the shallow shore, Sitting on a kayak non existent, An old fisherman laments: "Dead and gone, in agitated sea, yet I am here, they don't count me " And the girl, who was full of life and love, Her lover gifted her a watery grave, Her body thrown in to water, Floated and drifted around frenzied, The sea is her home now, Love is the most hated word for her.
The sea then erupts as a cry Waves of tears, salty and thick swell.
On choosing the right perspective, Of those that were mine alone, Your heart became irrelevant, Mine mirrored what I'd shown. I fostered hope without a home, And acceptance replaced doubt. Then I bore myself a revelation, One of life and of life without. And whether you were fairydust, Or of a constellation unknown, At the end it never mattered, I still reaped what I had sown. "Thank you" is just not in order, In fact, it'd be quite absurd, To offer you any gratitude, For the echoes I have heard.
New York City, Said the same by masses Yet reflected upon Uniquely by individuals To some it's just a place to visit And they would never live there To others, New York is a haven A shoppers delight An amusement park The city so nice they named it twice Those who are lucky enough To have been to New York You always have at least One crazy story The definition of crazy being, "Possessed by enthusiasm of excitement" Meaning, "This one time I was in Bushwick And I gave a guy directions, Then he invited me to a cannabis cup. It was crazy. " Or there's this other definition Of crazy meaning, "Fooling or impractical. Senseless" Crazy New York stories often Associated with the second definition Usually involve a homeless person And urination Whose urine it is, Well that's another story I can sum up my New York Story in a minute If you live here That's all strangers ask you anyways, "Where you from friend? " So I've rehearsed my story a bit I've gotten pretty good At expeditiously answering The questions that follow, "So what made you Move to New York? " "So do you go To school for it? " "Where do you work? " And, "Do you have A cigarette? " My answers, "I followed a group of friends To document their experience As rising musicians Eventually “Train Robbers” Was formed and I Shot an abundance of videos of those Said musicians busking. They would preform inside of 60 miles per hour subway cars, Finish a song or two Collect the loot Then bail Hence, “Train Robbers”. ” I'm mostly self-taught In the fields of film making Writing, Photography, As well as guitar, The guitar you can tell After months of watching Then later re-watching In the editing room These musicians, Counting up all that easy money Stacking all the ones Then forcefully folding The wad of bills Into their pockets, I too then started to play guitar On the subway. And no, I don't have A cigarette. ”
