Stockholm Cowgirl [song lyric]

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I met a girl from Stockholm
A cowgirl (so she said)
Impressive in her rhinestones
She seemed a thoroughbred
But at the time I didn’t see
The spurs she wore below
Received her rattler snakebite
But I had no antidote

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The Rising [song lyric]

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Did you want to take yourself away in space –
lose yourself without a trace and be alive?
Listen hard with something other than your mind;
then so strangely you will plainly come to find
that you can hear the heartbeat of the world –
its secret soul unfurled.
It’s raw. What’s more,
you’ll ache for all the pain that power brings
and realise that you can simply sing
to heal it all –
just heed the call
to rise…

How did we come to reach this point
where everything seems out of joint?
The answer is discovered deep inside;
and then we have to swim against the tide

With courage we must act as one –
the power of words against the gun,
so we can look our children in the eye;
with love for every speck beneath the sky

Come with me and take my hand in harmony.
Make a stand and know you’re free to be yourself.
Do not fear the consequences of your deeds.
Now the time has finally come to fulfil needs.
You’ll find when you unlock the prison door,
the bird inside will soar
on wings and sing.
You’ll know in what direction you should go.
Towards your future you can truly flow
to heal it all –
just heed the call
to rise…

© 2011, Alan Morrison

thought dream [poem]

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if this life
(as some say)
is simply an
illusion
then it is a
madly
recurring
one

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Aloneness [poem]

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Have you ever felt the icecold
gales of aloneness?

I do not mean
lone lee ness
which is something altogether
different –
simperingly subjective
and even desirable
(artistically considered).

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Sensuality

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Sensuality is one of the most misused and underestimated elements of life. It can be physically degraded in vanity and exploitation (eg. pornography, lewdness, etc.) or spiritually elevated in healing and lovemaking (eg. massage, tantra, etc.). Sensuality is often a missing element in music – although music is probably the most spiritually sensual of all the arts…

© 2011, Alan Morrison

Inebriation [poem]

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Each time you phone me
in a drunken state
I want to throw up in my face
so I can feel the self-disgust
which you must feel
to want to risk all trust
between us.

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I’m not Normal [sonnet]

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I’m not normal, she said. I didn’t care:
For there can no such thing as normal be.
Against such a notion we must beware;
allow me to explain (please bear with me).

Normality’s a state of mind we make
in order to provide ourselves with ground
[reality is also just as fake]
to walk upon so we’ll be context-bound.

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