Biography of Brian Jones
If you were a flower was written several years ago and I had not done much writing since. All it takes is one good person, some trouble, some sort of strife something to make you put pen to paper again. I had found that and lost it as well.
I have others that i cannot bring myself to post on here. But these that are newer, are alot better. I also have a few in the works as well.
Things are turning around now for me..... I am getting back to where I once was, be it mentally, emotionally and physically.
Thanks for your support and thank you all for everything. i hope you enjoy these writings. feel free to add comments. and yes, i appreciate any and all imput.
Brian Jones Poems
You Being Born
I saw you born. It was remarkable. You shot out from between your mother’s legs like a rugby ball from a scrum
Sorry I Love You
Sorry I love you the way that I do Sorry for everything I put you through Sorry, your love I couldnt renew Sorry our days were just too few
If You Were A Flower
If you were a flower, which one would you be A Rose, an Orchid, a Calla Lilly Its unfair to you to pick just one I would pick all, Rolled into the sum
Love looked upon me Deep within my eyes It has grabbed ahold of me I didn't even realize
Thinking Of You
From hight mountian peaks Looking down on the hues My heart is thinking of you
No Other Place
Early morning I see your face This is where I belong, No other place Morning coffee, Waking pace
alone in the dark the walls are closing in i miss your body beside me i want your love new again.
the first kiss, no matter how many times and it feels like the first time. waking and going to sleep with someone there. the first and last face you always see. meeting their family.
The suffer you go through The pain that you bare makes me wish That I was there
A New Day
i had fallen into a pit of dispare i looked around no one was there
I Will Love You
Until the end of all time Until the sun will no longer shine Even after you're all mine I will love you
The Four Rooms Of My Heart
One room is empty One room is full One room is happy One room is blue
My love for you, it has no words. It makes the sun shine brighter, the moon is fuller, the wind is gentler the water is warmer.
running through rain, some shelter to find your trembling in my arms, love made me blind to be with you and hold you, all through the day to want you and would love to, marry you someday
running through rain, some shelter to find
your trembling in my arms, love made me blind
to be with you and hold you, all through the day
to want you and would love to, marry you someday
to glimpse upon your face, both by day and by eve
this longing to be together, a future we could weave
from april to may, june through september
our love is full of passion, it is one to remember
from rivers to paddle, to mountians so high