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Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.

There is no place for man and me to be.
Saving heavens angels’ refugee.
If we must stand all alone in our painted misery,
Take my shattered soul and proudly set it free.

Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.

I will not hide among my shrapnel past.
Torment’s not what sacred soul has asked.
If divinity of my time be spent right here now on earth,
I shall make the path I journey be of worth.

Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.
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Gospel Breakfast

Contributed by needledancing on Wednesday, 28th March 2007 @ 07:55:17 AM in AEST
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Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.

There is no place for man and me to be.
Saving heavens angels’ refugee.
If we must stand all alone in our painted misery,
Take my shattered soul and proudly set it free.

Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.

I will not hide among my shrapnel past.
Torment’s not what sacred soul has asked.
If divinity of my time be spent right here now on earth,
I shall make the path I journey be of worth.

Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.




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Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by Dom on Wednesday, 28th March 2007 @ 09:12:51 AM AEST
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And what a lovely way to wake up! The message of this poem is admirable, and said with such rhythm and style its hard not to immediately agree with it!

I loved:
'Syllables of music in my soul,
Woke up eating gospel from a bowl.
I’m so happy now inside,
Can’t take no more wounded pride.
Syllables of music in my soul.'

Incredibly well written,

Dom


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by FRANCO on Wednesday, 28th March 2007 @ 09:18:15 AM AEST
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A song with a beautiful flow of well chosen words; with a low key note I could sing the lyric without any flaw.

FRANCO.


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by katy on Wednesday, 28th March 2007 @ 10:48:51 AM AEST
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I just have to say the poem really just flowed you have really shown some brillant work within this poem its really good.


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Wednesday, 28th March 2007 @ 02:33:12 PM AEST
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My goodness this is so full !

ND, I am impressed with both your insight AND your
optimism. It's refreshing. I love how you have embraced
a personal growth and freed it's song here for us.

This piece, so full of hope, is something to be entirely
appreciated.

Well done, my friend.

~Breezy


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by Spike on Thursday, 29th March 2007 @ 08:21:36 AM AEST
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Toe-tapp'n and finger-clicken good. A real joy to read - you must have had fun putting this one to paper.

Spike


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by yangdantien on Thursday, 29th March 2007 @ 09:21:49 AM AEST
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I love this and hear the choir singing touching the depths of heart & soul in each of us. As syllables are often considered the phonological "building blocks" of words they can influence the rhythm of a language, its prosody, its poetic meter, its stress patterns, etc.

Well Done

Peace
Yang


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by Puppy_dog_eyes on Friday, 30th March 2007 @ 08:14:41 AM AEST
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I think we could all do with a dose of the same breakfast that you have !!
This brought a smile to my face, it really is as uplifting to read as you seemed to have become through it

Steve


Re: Gospel Breakfast (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Thursday, 5th April 2007 @ 06:25:15 AM AEST
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Impresive to say the very least, for this is much more. Your work (something I am only recently becoming familiar with) seems to have this liberating feeling. I have read a little of your work today and wanted to comment on each piece, but honestly was too anxious to read more. You seem to set yourself free in each work, something quite pleasurable to read. Even with the mood isn't quite as splendid as this write, the pleasure is in the release of your soul onto paper. I imagine poetry for you is a lot like breathing. You certainly show it in all of your work which I have been priviledged to read. I've found a new poet of depth and majesty. Thank you for sharing!

ENORMOUS and COMPLETELY SATISFYING!!!

SCM
(Who has woken up to his share of gospels from a bowl, and loves the feeling)




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