Friday, July 31, 2015

Blue Moon


Blue moon
you left me standing alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own
Blue moon, you knew just what I was there for
You heard me saying a prayer for
Someone I really could care for
And then there suddenly appeared before me
The only one my arms will ever hold
I heard somebody whisper "Please adore me"
And when I looked, the moon had turned to gold!
Blue moon!
Now I'm no longer alone
Without a dream in my heart
Without a love of my own

Billie Holiday

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Magic Realism


trees pasted onto sky
the whole world holds -
a ghost of a breeze

- Debbie Calverley