Wednesday, March 22, 2017

Windy Road

One from March 2017, written on an iPhone in the notes section, at 9:04 pm, after the storm had subsided - I made that bit up....

Windy Road
By Julie Gengo

I met you on a windy road
With all things shuffling 
Fast and furious

You stopped me
I listened 
The sky was open 
The wheat fields glistening 

The barn in view
Life was moving 
We were still 

You asked me if I knew the way to San Jose
I didn't 

You showed me your hand
I held on

I drew a map with my finger

It started from your palm
And moved all the way around your chest
And down your spine 

A clear path to get you on your way
But you didn't
You turned around  
And stayed

Tuesday, March 21, 2017

Patience - Song Lyrics from the 90s

More song lyrics from the 90's. Marion Daze never performed this, but the music is really good and I'm going to take another crack at it as an update is being sorted out. Stay tuned....


Patience
By Julie Gengo

So much has happened now
Time moves fast
Entwined in wishes 
Memories of the past

Caught up in heavy rain
And rainy days gone mad
Where are the fundamentals
Of dreams that I once had

Sometimes I just don't know
What's really going on out there
Sister sing me a note
A little something to soothe my ear

Caught up in heavy rain
And rainy days gone mad
My dreams have been deferred
What happens to them now?

Sometimes I just don't know
What's really going on out there
Sister sing me a note
A little something to soothe my ear

If time is of the essence 
Then we must trust in our hearts
Patience so precious
Mysterious in parts

Sometimes I just don't know
Sister sing me a note

Saturday, March 11, 2017

South Ledge - Song Lyrics from the 90s

Song lyrics from the 90s. This was written during my time with my second band called Snap Ginger. We were only together for about a year but I was able to write some really nice songs. The music was created by a man called Eugene Lavenue based around a vocal melody that I sang to him. 

SOUTH LEDGE
Lyrics by Julie Gengo

A picket fence
A daisy chain
We walk on through
In a dream

Your hand to touch
A masquerade
Of the same old scene

But now
Just you and me
We’re sitting here
Watching the sky go by
On our south ledge
The world stands still
The angels wait
For the by and by
For the by and by

This old place
Still remains
Somewhere sits
In my dreams

You said so much
I remember now
My memory
Hasn’t left me

But now
Just you and me
We’re sitting here
Watching the sky go by
On our south ledge
The world stands still
And the angels wait
For the by and by
For the by and by


Friday, March 10, 2017

Monday Morning

Okay well I believe this is another poem from around 2009. I was living in Cardiff by the Sea in the bottom of a house that sat on a hill. Although my space was a converted garage, I did have an ocean view. Small but very sweet with a fence in front of the house that sat between my house and the house below the ally. That fence was covered in purple morning glories. 


Monday Morning
By Julie Gengo

Monday morning
light hovers through
purple glories
not wanting to go to work either

Streaming music keeps focus
while dragging through
mundane complexities
of why go at all
if you doubt happiness

Relinquish your everydayness
then Monday will
unravel just fine

For somewhere down the road
just a few steps
is a respite
where ease is present
and flowers bloom everywhere

A flash forward
will bring to light
all that makes sense
and all that doesn't

And Monday will
go on
and on
forever
like a good memory that lingers

Thursday, March 9, 2017

Justine - Song Lyrics from the 90s

Hello again. Another song lyric from the 90s. Yes this is a dreary song...but the melody is nice, sort of melancholic.


JUSTINE
by Julie Gengo

When you grew up before my eyes
I did not see you
Serine words were what we had
But I could not reach you

Arriving sometimes
When all things are moving
Arriving sometimes
When all thing are moving
   slowly

Oh Justine stay away from my love
When darkness falls
It shatters all
Oh Justine when darkness falls
It shatters, shatters all

Under the starlight candles burn
If only to fix this
Oh star eyes if you only knew
How I could have changed things
  for you

Arriving sometimes
When all things are moving
Arriving sometimes
When all thing are moving
   slowly

The seabirds are all we've got tonight
Serine words won't suffice tonight
I've tried so hard
To turn the key around

Oh Justine stay away from my love
When darkness falls
It shatters all
Oh Justine when darkness falls
It shatters, shatters all




Wednesday, March 8, 2017

Terms and Conditions

2017 is proving to be quite lucrative in the poetry section of my mind. Sometimes, you just have to write it down.
Terms and Conditions
By Julie Gengo

If you want to enter
There are terms and conditions
Not to be confused with desires 
Like love and happiness
Violation can be 
Disastrous and permanent
There are no excuses 
Except death

One, if you wait too long 
You risk rewards like pleasure
And satisfaction 

Two, the sacred rule of response -
When there is none, rejection is imminent

Three, love must be present even in anger

Four, snarky replies don't fly

Five, speak what you mean
In slow methodical dirges that capture attention

Six, meditate before you strike

Seven, appreciate time 
Or thoughts of hole punching
In certain spots, will arise

Eight, red wine can soothe dismay
Know which one works best

Nine, avoid complication
All things flow better without

Ten, eye contact is essential
It speaks to the soul
Like lovers caught up in warm rain

Friday, March 3, 2017

Water Falls Down The Back Of My Neck

Sometimes you just have to write a love poem. Enough said...


Water Falls Down The Back Of My Neck
By Julie Gengo


The broken chair bends while twins fly by
The way he looked at her
And you at me
Slanted mailbox suspense
Subtle laughter and surprise

His words, your lips
Water falls down the back of my neck

Russian spies and Chameleons
Our friend at the bar
I smiled, you laughed
Time stopped for a moment
Among the madness

Warm hands caress
Black and while swirls and magnets

Bon Iver and Sweden’s roar
While tulips listened
To stories and poetry
When you were there and
I was here

Dreams and melody
Like butterflies and waterfalls in the distance