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Hold The Light

Jule Carey — Tue, 23 Dec 2008 15:36:43 +0000

We don’t have to see tomorrow
as we depart from yesterday
End the myth of wonder
Add the touch of sorrow
Fire away…meet the day

Time withstands to borrow
Softened memories
As you meet the ‘morrow
Embraces fade away
To avoid the sorrow
Of a broken today

When roads depart at the fork
The trails they leave behind
Bedeck the corners of the heart
Like flowers
Are devine
Let’s not forget each other in
The passing fading night
The moonwind holds the mystery
The ‘morrow holds the light…

Red Cloud

Jule Carey — Thu, 25 Sep 2008 15:38:59 +0000

Red Cloud was born deep in Wyoming
In a Sioux Band he called his own
He grew up to lead the Red man
Through bloody battles to save his land
He was tall and he was proud
The last thing he would do was back down
He ruled the Sioux Band carefully
They set up camp near Fort Kearney

As the white man entered in
Red Cloud protected what was his
He attacked and He succeeded
Headin’ them off at Bozeman’s Trail
They hid in bushes and climbed up trees
They brought the soldiers to their knees
It was bloody, hardcore and intense
They killed all eighty troops in defense

All that night they celebrated
Danced ’round fires of fearless tales
They bowed down to Red Clouds fury
And named him the warrior of Bozeman’s Trail

White man openin’ up the West
When they fought the Sioux the fought the best
Red Cloud led the fearless band
But the sign of peace was in his hand
The white man scattered and ran away
He knew they would be back someday

The year was 1868
They called him down to Washington, DC
They offered him a reservation
In a bogus Peace Treaty
Red Cloud saw their strength in numbers
And the writing on the wall
He signed on to be the head chief
And moved his people one and all

Soon they learned that white man lied
They lost their legacy, pride and land
Sitting Bull and Crazy Horse
Spread the word it was by Red Cloud’s hand
All the Sioux agreed and acted
Stripping Red Cloud of his command

He lived the rest of his days in exile
On a reservation plain
He remembered the battle at Bozeman’s
And how it won him his warrior name
It was not the fault of Red Cloud
White man made sure they’d come through
But the loss and respect of his people
Broke the warrior’s heart in two
He relived his treasured moments
There was nothing else that he could do
There was nothing else that he could do
There was nothing else that he could do

Corporate Greed

Jule Carey — Sun, 14 Sep 2008 15:32:01 +0000

Alterations
Complications
Indignation
Self Preservation

Corporate Greed
A poor man’s need
No they don’t care
No they don’t care

Homeless Man
Garbage Cans
Outside their door
Don’t want to see no more
Conceal themselves
Insulate their opinions
Cos they don’t care
No they don’t care

Interception
False reflection
Interpretations
Corporate Relations

Liaisons near
A small man’s fear
Tax cuts for the rich man here

Down sizing
I’m realizin’
Their pyramid world
It don’t include me

Colorful Graphs
Belly laughs
Let’s do lunch
The poor man feels the crunch

Blue suited Penguins
Steno and Memos
Kiss their Ass
Or your job won’t last

I wrote this poem for you
Corporate Greed
Your graphs of the world
They don’t include me…

Summer Carnival

Jule Carey — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:43:18 +0000

Breathing life into life
The carnival invades a small town
Lighting up the sky from afar
Cheap thrills
Dirty folded dollar bills
Rides spin circles in the
Tattooed operators eye
Grinding wheels upon the axis
Merciless kewpie dolls
Shameless and tactless
All filling the night with odorous sound
Screams pleading stop-but keep on going
Bleeding lights born and aborted
Blink on and off
Leaving remnants in the wake
And kewpie dolls on dressers…

Living Logo of Status

Jule Carey — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:37:44 +0000

You
shop status
You
the affluent mall goer
You
who stores pop up for
You
brandish logos across your breasts and butts
You
So much responsible for the paper chase
You
Are not me
You
The affluent mall goer
You
The living logo of status…

He was like the night

Jule Carey — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 15:34:42 +0000

he was like the night
beginning and ending
with complete perfection
with no detection
of any repose
like the summer rain
that doesn’t know
the relief it brings
in and out of transparent
things
the sun
hides
waiting to rise
after he
and the night
are through
she
remembers
the hazy dance
and rides
the
transparent
transformation
into
day

So Much Learned

Jule Carey — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:41:44 +0000

When dreams are kites floating in the sky
You grab the line and run to fly
As long as you try to catch the wind
And love yourself from deep within

Dreamers dream
Lovers sigh
Artists paint a picture of high
Singers sing
Players play
The world turns on everyday

We hardly know the questions
The answers are far away
We come so close
Enough to get burned
So much learned
So much learned

Catch the pieces of luck
As they fall away from the sky
As you grab the line of
Life’s kite…to fly

Scream Resistance

Jule Carey — Thu, 28 Aug 2008 15:40:26 +0000

Sometimes you’re tired of standin’ alone
They point the finger
Sayin’ you’re the strong one

But you feel you need a heart to lean on
Look around the scene
If ya don’t smile…you’ll scream

Burnin’ out of
Time and luck
Walk the distance

Scream resistance
Scream resistance
Scream resistance