I want you to imagine me whispering into your ear My voice isn’t harsh, in fact some would say that it’s sickly sweet Certainly it seems to stick to you, clinging like a strong smell Of jasmine and blue hydrangea // Oh, you’d like to know what I have to say? Well what a surprise…
On The Big Screen
It’s a wonderful thing to be in a room chock right full of change Daydream on the big screen roaring for people to hear our call And if I could, as a guest, make just one request and to you impress Please listen and mend please be a friend please retract the tiger’s claw //…
Feelings Altogether
Having feelings is an incredible incovenience, really such a bother How much easier would it be if we never needed to wonder, never needed to cry Never needed to tell someone that it would all be okay I suppose it would be a simpler world, with less complexity Everything would make sense and even if…
Afternoon Ride
The light dances brightly in my heart When I think of you and you and you A little flight of the chords in the song That I sing in my own voice and I look up At a sky that’s bright blue decorated With the clouds and the wind blowing tuck My hair behind my…
You Have My Heart
As we sit here on this tree in the middle of the snow My heart is full of joy and I’m cozy in the know I give my life to you and I swear all the merriment will be shared I offer to you words unasked for and plans underprepared I’m hoping that you come…
Picker Nicks
A checkered red and white blanket placed on the ground Bread and jam and honey and all the strawberries we found The sunlight filtering down through an oak tree Apple-stuffed cheeks and lukewarm thermos tea Full tummies and sticky hands and shiny big smiles Flowers and happiness and soft warm wait-a-whiles The odd cloud provides…
Love Found Us When We Went Looking
My lover slips in between the trees as quietly As he slips in and out of my heart and although I hunt him He eludes me and all I hear are the soft cries of my own heart With a bell here and a lonesome drum beart there the music Wishes me lover into my…
Pin Pricks
The bright yellow wattle stings me as I pass by And even though Jesus says to first look at the plank of wood in my own eye I am irritated, addle-jaded, nervous and somewhat constipated By the audacity of nature to work in her own seasons and unsated Her thirst for my blood God knows…
MarieAthena & Co 