Author Archives: AlbertZayat

Power

Power rests in the nest

Of those born to fly

They seek comfort

dragging their toes

Over life’s bumpy roads,

Into adventuresome worlds

hailed as unknown

They shed the comfort of common

Of usual,

Of cold dark rooms,

For the light of promises

Yet known…

 

Time Held

Time held our self’s
Wrapped itself around the blind
Captured beat and blues, till divine

Sold youth for sense
Loved all till
heaven sent

Could it be that we are all
part of the grand plan
Oh so… tell me are we just that
A simple lot
Of this and that?

So I say and think we are
And more, don’t you know that true love is all
All that is that there is
All for us to adore

All there is for us to adore…….

Fillmore

Hello Fillmore
Something to see
A cold hard
Dead, lifeless
Empty…. auditorium

Till the first super trooper spot-light
Paints the stage
And roadies drag their stuff
Inside the work place of their day

Shadows fill
Sounds checks give pulse
And soon
the life
Drags em in

The stage full of them,
Musicians
The seats full of them, kids
Dark is blasted to hues
Of music heaven

Sounds rock the still walls
Vibrate the halls
The dead old stage
Is alive again, rockin today.

The oddities

The oddities in life we encounter, are often our guides I think to remember.
To pay attention. For there rests what we all seek.
May peace find you awake and whole to seek.
Though trouble left for others to hold. And sin disclosed be so much closed.
And as who is the governor of that may then.
Sit untold.
Tis a short walk from then.
When sums of us are laid out bare.
We live and rejoice in hallowed times unfair. And let the misfits fight for new land!
We all are amongst…. heavens troubled land!
Peace all

And there I said

And then I said there
And then I said there
I want to live amongst the fawn and the bear

And then I said there
And then I said there
I want to live where fresh creeks empty into rivers
So completely

And then I said there
And then I said there
I want to live
Where sun never sleeps
And waves crash to shore
Carrying shells of oceans so deep

And then I said there
And then I said there
I want to live close
To where the ones…. I love most
That sleep so deep
Under lawns of green and clay do host

And then I said there
And then I said there

May

May the force of all time,

all song,

all meaning gone wrong leave you in a bed of friends

Rose or otherwise

Strong or with limp ends.

To shy away

To shy away
to rise below
the wave to seek
what isn’t shown
or to sand ones hand
climbing rocks of foreign land

This is today
my last hardy say
What does one need, to do
Need to do, or say I’ll follow through
Or need to do
Or run free, away
from time and fools
Who came from another day

Mortality

Mortality rises

below the swells of life’s-sea
Reckless
Sudden
Absent of mind

Mortality comes to remind us
This we see till life’s joy-
ride ends sometimes
Before our fall
With business finished and some left
To all

Trick is, rise before the fall of time
Not get cheated
of what little yards are ours to hide

Yet this we know
Tis a sorry time for all
If one or more
Wrestles gain from a fallen snow
Dear prices not owed to all, or none you know
Wrestles gain from my fallen snow

When – when – was wonderful

 

I rode a silver horse
Across lands of red and blue
A steed of many kinds
Yet mine to ride as a fool

And did I ever
Crack that whip
Riding hard through my times, only trip

Of when and then and through mud and snow
Of life’s worst and best moments
Don’t you know?

I rode a silver horse across fields of folly
Stitched with risk
Tied to a party

And yet when, became then to me
I saw another rider
And it was me

Alone I was standing next to life’s tree
One so tall, one so full
A memory of life
Lived to the full