The cat’s meow is my meow
With which I wow with wow
All of my friends so high brow
They only know other high brows
Who only know other high brows.
The cats all know my show
Is all who would know my show
Should be shown as those wishing knowing
Those who know all the high brows
Know only all the other high brows.
I often wonder why high brows
Who only know other high brows
Never seem to know all the cats
Who seem to always know all the cats
Who can sing all the highbrow scat!
Still though they know the show
Is ‘the cat’s meow is my wow
With which I wow with wow
All of my friends so high brow
They only know other high brows,’
Then also know all cats are high brows.
“Cat’s Meow “
(9th Button in the afternoon – February, 2008)
Steve
© 2010 Blue Seahorse Syndicate
Kind of blue loving you …
Thoughts of you
Bring thoughts of loving you
To someone so true …
Thoughts of you
Make me kind of blue
Because someone so true
Knows my thoughts so blue.
Knowing thoughts of loving you
Makes me kind of blue
Composing a blue etude
To someone so true.
Kind of blue loving you
Brings thoughts so true
I know loving you
Is loving my night’s tune.
“Kind of Blue”
(Remembered September 7, 2007)
Steve
© 2010 Blue Seahorse Syndicate
(For the ever patient Yoko.)
All John is saying is,
“Its Strawberry Fields forever.”
All John is saying is,
“All you need is love.”
Forever we have sinned
Before a war machine
That has never known winning.
Forever we are singing
That we might bring along
A new blackbird singing.
Never have we won
The battle to be won
But we have saved very many
Blackbirds which had just begun.
Sometimes we only know our losses
By our greatest loss
Announcing that once again
As peace’s patient partner
We have not only won
But we have won again.
All John is saying is,
“Give peace a chance.”
“Give Peace a Chance”
(2007)
Steve
© 2010 Blue Seahorse Syndicate
The perpetual revolution is here
And has been here
For the two thousand years
Since the Lord Jesus and his disciples
Invented love and Christian discipline.
After all these years
Still more technology is abused
To test our faith and good will.
Every generation faces the difficult anew
As their resolve is just the sport
Of those claiming the only right to exclaim.
Does the debate begin again
Or are we faced with tests
That have no answers
As well as only incorrect answers.
In my own home I am only told
I am living in a hospital room
Until I take the blame
And my friends and family take the blame
For yet another class action suit –
The new high tech to subjugate.
Lord Jesus walked many miles
To deliver the path to grace
While He and His disciples smiled.
As we find our way to deliver our smiles
We must strengthen our subconscious
So that we may teach our Lord’s parables
In our own clear voices.
We may worry that the Truth is hidden
But we can be sure Lord Jesus’ love
Will save us from serving deception.
[Perpetual Revolution]
2022
Steve
Whenever I wash socks together
Sometimes I notice one alone.
Sometimes I notice two or more alone,
Yet I always know whether alone or not
I really need not untie washed knots
For I wear a pair alone, alone or not.
Still when I hang my line full
My collections are a line full.
Whenever I speak words together
Sometimes I notice a word alone.
Sometimes I notice two or more alone,
Yet I always know whether alone or not
I really need not untie spoken knots
For I wrote a pair together and also forever.
Still when I see my keyboard full
My phrases are a musical line full.
On a clear night in Quebec
The world’s greatest lady jazz masters
Composed a kind etude on phrases.
In six-fourths time, my phrases
Have filled my remaining time.
“Quebec Peace Bridge”
(Love is Mich’s phrase.)
Steve
