Words and Music © 2004 Jeffrey L. Sponsler
(Polyxena's Tale)
Thalia:
she came from a distant crowded city
with words that portray emotion and feeling
she described her life
a single day
a journey she had made ...
Polyxena:
1
I wandered from my lonely home
I left there in the spring
An instinct and an inner voice
My spirit taking wing
2
A promise made eons ago
My mind begins to race
An impulse deep within my heart
Has brought me to this place
3
he waits for me though time stands still
the rain the clouds release
and coiled wires and radio waves
the distances decrease
the distances decrease
4
the images of street invade
my introspective mood
I quicken pace look straight ahead
but poverty intrudes
5
what right to dwell on self
when sadness fills the bitter air
a tattered man - his fiction world
my mind becomes aware
6
a uniform and time stands still
the tattered disappears
the street is safe for working class
they worry when he's near
they worry when he's near
7
the timepiece tells the here and now
my thoughts are years ahead
the gypsy cloth, the dusty gloom
the table glowing red
8
clairvoyant specialists transcend
the constellations said
the fortune told - the path now clear
prefer the dark instead
9
a shop with potions - cures for pain
for sadness and for greed
elixir stings my throat and stills
a hollow aching need
a hollow aching need
Instrumental Break (Bill Cozzo's Electric Guitar Solo)
10
time restarts and tolls and lights
the taxis and the rain
conspire against the elements
of desire within the brain
11
my destination rises on
an avenue of light
an ancient house - the windows watch
me moving through the night
12
the door approached and I stand still
my hand upon the bell
rehearsing all the things I’ll say
and all I have to sell
and all I have to sell
13
we meet, your hands extend to me
words stumble to explain
the time that passed - the emptiness
the feelings will remain
14
your human-ness now reaffirmed
the fallibility
the expectations redefined
don't tell me - I can see
15
you walk away and time stands still
and now I realize
the images that I create
will have to satisfy
will have to satisfy
"The Eyes Have It" Drawing © 2004 Peter Eccles