"The Girl in a Bottle" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: A Drunken Sailor Walks a Secluded Beach, and Spy's Something Upon the Sands

 The death of a fabled being, or the discovery of one?

 

The Jewel Encrusted Bottle

"The Girl in a Bottle"

I found her there beside the ocean fair

Cold and motionless; in an antiquated black

Bikini

She was pale white and quite a sight to behold

Although she appeared alive she was most assuredly

Dead

What could have befallen this lovely creature?

Her hair was not golden or brown, but more a burnt auburn

She was of medium height; and such a delight to behold

Her frame was architecturally sound and well constructed

A lovely girl, bejeweled; with gold, gem stones and silver

She was picturesque

Beside her laid a mysterious jewel encrusted bottle

I picked it up and popped the top off

With a small and sudden pop

Came a meek, pink tempest, it raced about quite proficiently

It encompassed her, lifting her body above the sand

The only movement was the whisking of her ponytail

As she started to whirl around and around

Then with an astounding “poof” the body, it was gone

And so was that bottle

I lighted down to the ground, and sat, and pondered

To what drink was I on, was it bad, was I mad?

or

Was this my Genie's burial?



A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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"Two's Lips Become a Flower" ~A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

 

 

 

A little Bit of Poetry; Religious of Course

"Two's Lips Become a Flower"

A Sailors Moon

She flowers with the passions

"Sixty Seconds" no stopped watched

Optical Illusions, sandwiched by the Un-sub's ways

Pushed and pulled; a heart tares

It becomes, the Broken

Evening tides slip within

Silken sheets there lies the sin

Her cries defeated whom has she cheated

Three with rosy cheeks there with speaks a tree; logical logic

With many words; head games no one proclaims!

Dead space and deafening quiet

Blazers blaze, the earth she shakes

Other than, Greater Than, less than

Decisions upon this she makes; the Earth Quakes

Split blood, un-received not only twice, but thrice

A cock crows, for thy sake the ground is cursed

In your stead now go till the land be forever weary of

his merry men

Twins and yet Not Brothers

Hurricane is blown so hard and chased

By these winds; sore these four; only one was Able

As they gathered no crowns or gowns

No grounds to stand upon; He frowns

Clowns and fools who's Wonderland is this?

No! not Watson' or Holmes perhaps twas Alice's

Which Shylock did this? Yahoo! Twas not my Messenger?

Not one apple was eaten!

I formed only Figs in this here garden

And for you some dust covered bones, but

No More! No you shall have not; an encore

Two busy bees have become my flower

And hour after hour she whithers she dries

Meet her mate who two does cry; for both shall now have to die

Now sons of man thou hast became

For the making of two's lips which have deflowered

My Flower

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

The Story of "Adam and Eve"

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"Mansion On The Hill" ~Sharon White

The Whites are an American country music vocal group consisting of lead singer Sharon White, her sister Cheryl (born 1955), and their father Buck (born 1930).

 In the 1980s, they scored such hits as "You Put The Blue In Me", "Hangin' Around", "Give Me Back That Old Familiar Feeling", "Pins And Needles", "If It Ain't Love (Let's Leave It Alone)", "Hometown Gossip", and "When The New Wears Off Of Our Love".

In August 1981,^[1] Sharon White married Ricky Skaggs, who performed on several of the Whites' early releases. In 1987, the couple released the hit song, "Love Can't Ever Get Better Than This".

In 1991, the Whites joined producers Randall Franks and Alan Autry on the In The Heat Of The Night TV series album entitled Christmas Time's A Comin', performing on the track, "Let's Live Everyday Like It Was Christmas" (Sonlite/MGM/UA).

As of 2007, the Whites are regular performers on the Grand Ole Opry program in Nashville, Tennessee. Their collaborative album with Ricky Skaggs, "Salt of the Earth" won the 2008 Grammy for Best Southern/Country/Bluegrass Album.

The Whites can be heard on the O Brother, Where Art Thou? soundtrack with the song "Keep on the Sunny Side". They also appear in Down from the Mountain, the documentary of a concert given by the soundtrack artists.

The Whites were inducted into the Texas Country Music Hall of Fame on Saturday, August 16, 2008, in Carthage, Texas.

 They were inducted along with Buck Owens and Mickey Newbury. Also performing on the Grand Ole Opry with Buck, Sharon and Cheryl is Rosanna, better known as Rosie, the third of the four White sisters.

She performs high harmony and occasionally does solo performance of the Mel Tillis classic "The Violet and the Rose".

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"An Injured Soldier"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: A Falling Angel's Reflections on His Time Here on Earth, When He Strayed From His Mission at Hand

"An Injured Soldier"

 

As I sit and ponder the incurring sentences

 Of my time on this earthly plain; for all of my insurrections

 While in my fathers army; I was a miss guided youth

 Of many years in need; to be reprieved

 From my uncertainties; and  my indiscretions

 I followed the others like a goat on a rope

 I had no thoughts of my own and I liked it that way

 Then one day you came flittering by

 With flowers in your hair; love struck, stars in your eyes

 You made my heart leap through my hardened breast plate

 I dropped my sword, my spear, and shield, I took my helmet off

 I was defenseless

 I began to have thoughts of my very own

 I walked upright and fearless

 Then you left, stuck my heart on a spit

 And slow roasted it over a pit of sorrow

 Hotter than any hell’s fire

 My darling Sprite, you were such a delight

 No matter the cost, I’d suffer it all over again

 

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"Sinbad's Misery"~ A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

Poetry: Of a Lost Love One

"Sinbad's Misery"

 

You are always on my mind
I can not break these ties, that bind

I can not keep you, from slipping in
You are my lover, my… my friend

Although it is a relief for me
Temporarily, relieved; freed

From time to time I keep time, yet still I am
Letting  you, silently slip back in

It seems, only and too often  I’ved
Sailed these Forbidden Seas

Encompassed by the pain, with
The jealousy, and plain old disdain

With never a hint of empathy
You showed me, no sympathy

The torment will not relent
Or was it too, heaven sent?

Your smiles traverse me so
Into my simple mind and my soul

Exploding, each and every memory
Every dream, I have ever dreamt of you

No comfort can I find, for still
I am a bit, dazed and confused

Still; not over you
Will I, that I’d never be, over you?

I can’t let you go
When will this tragedy play out?

Have you forgiven me?
Do you still remember me?

When did you stop loving me, with all of your heart?
Was it something that I done or that we could have fixed?

Why wouldn’t your kiss, be goodbye?
Was this one; at last too, that little lie?

It could have given me; a place, to start
Mending my broken soul and mine  heart

I forgiven you my dear
I’m forever wishing you were here

This is the end of me, my mate
Looks like love has sealed It my fate

Oh how I wished; you would have
Plunged that steel dagger, into me

You will see, I will love you
Forever and a day

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Captive Spirits

Poetry: A Story Poem: A Ship and Crew Lost in the Cold and Dawning of the Night


In the dark of night, betrayed by a compass's trust; which lead us

To our unique position, revealed now, by the Northern Lights

The decks glisten and sway, to the dance of, those swirling lights

The Old Salts are being defeated, by the fresh water spray, it keeps mounting

Continually weighing her body down

As we pass through the narrow straights, the Old Salts stand, frozen and silent

Their appearance strikes fear into our hearts, as if a trumpet was sound

As they come into view, those brilliant white monsters are

They are floating near and ever so dangerously, close

They lay in wait to devour our cherished vessel and our meaningless bodies

Our soul's quiver and shake, as they continually approach our lady

For we know what lies beneath, the turquoise blue, calm

The blazing midnight sands and the cold grasping fingers
of Davy Jone's hands

The monsters come upon her sides; our fair lady she screams, in utter pain

Tears of fear, mount upon our cheeks, as the rails and deck boards begin to creek

They cease their advancement and crush us not, they stand ever so, still
as if they mean to say, you all belong to us, now

We await our fate, the torment is spine chilling, the stern, it is continually shaking
we imagine the bows breaking

They stand and stand motionless, knowing our lives, flashed scenes of our misadventures

Memories of the high and favorable seas, booty's won and then lost

The tan tight bodies of island girls, a sailors favorite vice


O' Neptune, crush us not for we are, mere fleas upon your back

We have no teeth and cause you no itch

Please O' King of the Seas, release our fair lady, please!

Let her proceed to dance upon your tempered waves

She was deceived, tricked, and she was betrayed incoming here, to your sanctuary

Dear King, send us an easterly wind down, please set her free

Dispatch these here mountains of crystal blue, topped in brilliant white

Release her please!

O' King of the Seas

Let her sail on, keep us if you must! As payment in full

And yet they stand frozen in time

Captives


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Have You Ever Lived a Dream

Have you ever lived a dream
bathed in an ice-cold stream
loved and lost
Have you ever wished to die

Have you ever believed in anything or everything
Do you remember why
Have you ever approved or disapproved
Have you

Have you ever sold your soul, your dignity, or your pride
Did you ever get them back
Have you ever wondered what it is
That you may lack

Have you ever wished for anything
Did you see it come to pass
Have you ever done anything, that you were not told to do or asked
Do you know what it is that you are going to do

Do you remember how you ended up here now
Do you wonder how this all came to be and why
Were where you yesterday
Why it is you are still here, today

Have you ever won the game, to find you only lose
Have you ever lost it all and came away, a bit confused
Have you ever watched the shadows on the wall
The way they dance about

Have you ever lied for, cheated for, or stolen
But, a signal kiss
Have you ever bathed in an ice-cold stream
Did you ever live a dream

Of course you have but, why is it that you’ve stopped
Why wont you set them free, let them live again
All of them, release them from this winter’s siege
These cold and thoughtless, thoughts

Remember those sunrises and those that have yet to set
While you sail the oceans blue
While you dance in fields of clover
Yes, even when you walk through the barren sands

By God you have seen more in your last hours, than the whole of any man
You have flown across the skies, straight into the eye of a hurricane
Just to find out if it could be done, yes you have, don’t you remember
You have forgotten your beauty, your mystery, and your duties,

Yes you have, forgotten
You have held the powers of death and destruction
In your hands
You know these answers to be true, don’t you

Did not, you go where Angels fear to tread
Or were these all, just thoughts
In our tiny little heads
I too, have wished to be dead

Have you ever given up only to find out, that you were right
Did not you, dance the dance, sing the songs
And hold that special someones hand, so tight
Why is it that you let it go, did she make you

Did you grow tired
Did you forget, or
Did you just walk away
And grow old

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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My Hopes and Dreams

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She'd miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand

My hopes and dreams they always seem to be denied

This is why my eyes shed diamonds of crystal blue
From the day my Grandfather died
Until you departed too

Less then a week before my twelfth birthday
My special day
They took him away

I would not ever see this man again
My hopes and my dreams they died that day

They would never be, the same again
But I would try and live, to dream again

I made Grandma my new pal; and she was really swell

But as young men often have too; they do
I had to find another

For she could not keep my pace
She would not win that race

They took her too; to live in another home
For she could no longer live alone

I hoped and I'd pray
But, things weren't meat to be, that day

I wanted her to stay
But, fate decided it
And she moved away

My hopes and my dreams
Had taken another turn
They were lead away

They lead me straightly; to you
Grandma was no longer my gal

I think she was okay with this
She was eager to see us hitched

She got to see our first son
And her first great granddaughter

But, as time would have it
She’d miss the birth of
Our third child

She died in May way to early
And he was born in June
Under a blue moon

Our little man
My hopes and my dreams
They changed again

Four years married and going strong
Grandma loved me until the very end
I am sure of it

I guess she and Mom
Will be the only ones
Who will; ever do

But, I was never allowed to get to close
To my Mother, or to any other

You; got a taste of this
As times really got tough
And rough; for us

You became aware of it; from
The sand bagging brigade
And their fearless leader

As the son of another man
I was often buried there, in their sand
As they did unto you

With all the heart aches, yet to come
My hopes and my dreams they marched along
We two; we held strong

Head long into our tenth year of bliss
No! Why…oh why? Why This?
To slow was my pace, I guess

Will I never win, this damned old race?
No, I can’t save face; my old face

For you have stopped running with me
And you took to a new course
Of course

My hopes and my dreams they died
That day, though I had tried I could not
Revive them, I could not; dying

My beaten heart, it is near to Death; holding his hand
But, no shock will revive me; I am not trying
For now my heart, it is set

On new Hopes and new dreams
And they are not of
This Flesh's World

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Sinbad the Sailor Man

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It Seems to Me

Poetry: Another of this Authors, Poems from Night School 1981-82

 

That air is free, but the beer is not

Love is for the taken, but it can be bought

Friends are like flowers, they bloom and multiply

But, all too often they soon wither and die

Only to be re-lived in ones cluttered mind

It seems to me that

Life is not meant to be judged or dissected as some often do

But, it is to be enjoyed by me and you

For it is, but a brief moment in this time and space

That we all have

No one, but God knows his plan

He numbers the hairs on each head and every grain of sand

He placed the moon up above it gives off, just the right glow

Romantic some might say, so

So why do we explore the space up above

Let us stay down to earth, and explore this thing called love

A thought by Sinbad the Sailor Man

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