Paint My World Discovered poem

Paint my world in lovely colors
bursting boldly beyond borders
spilling over calm and rage
dripping slowly off the page

Paint my world in giant letters
giant figures, giant grounds
Paint my world so as I look
about it I can hear the sounds

Paint it brillant
Paint it stunning
Paint it sudden
Paint it cunning

Let the work both prowl and prey
let the work discover me
let the work be effortless
let the work be fully met

Let every color, let it free
Pour the grace that's given me
Fill the cracks and fill the pores
beget the painting open doors

Free the captive mind run dry
be that thing that catches cries
let the tears stream from the eyes
and mix in with the painting's rise

Paint my world discovery
paint my world so I may see
Dash the brush about the air
Let not the stroke remain impaired

Paint the world and paint the heavenlies
Fingers, hearts, and minds in revelry
Little laughters spring up suddenly
happy faces roundly clammering

Paint my world I ask, I pray
paint my world entirely
from this life I'll pass away
but make sure that Your colors stay

Paint my world discovered

blessings~

Fisherman Lyrics

My Uncle Norah is in his 70s. He has been a fisherman all his life. Maryee and I recently visited him and he spoke of cooking turtle stew. Maryee and I must get by his house soon to try that stew one day. He cooks it for others from time to time, but he can't have it anymore. I have never tried Turtle stew.

This week I taught P.E. in North Waco and stopped in to Melvin's Convenient Store. Melvin's sells lots in stuff including fishing bait. My dad would stop by Melvin's to get bait when he would take us fishing down at the lake when we were children. Well, while stopping in to get a 50 cent cup of coffee I notice a picture or "three" of an 8th grade student I teach from time to time with this 25 pound turtle. This 12 to 14 year old with his big catches posted on the wall reminded me of my uncle and fishing and all the joy it brings.

Fishing Song

He’s done turned another corner
In his old brown station wagon
Everything he’s carrying and everything he’s dragging
Been round the block a time or two
And one thing he ain’t having
Is anybody trying to get a hankering to
Tell him he got’s to stop his bragging

He’s got his fishing tackle
His bottles of beer
And his tuna in a can
Got his bank poles
His rod and reels
And his itching money hand
Got his live bait
And his stink too
And his dispositions grand
He even got atop his head that double A blowing fan

He’s got a big old turtle he done caught
And those bobbing things you use
Got his travel bag
His medicine kit
And his old gray fishing shoes
Got some extra line and a heavy rope too
And his pimento cheese
By God this man might make a pretty good fisherman out of me

He’s done turned another corner
In his old brown station wagon
Everything he’s carrying and everything he’s dragging
Been round the block a time or two
And one thing he ain’t having
Is anybody trying to get a hankering to
Tell him he got’s to stop his bragging

He’s got his ice chest
His 10 foot boat
And his weights and anchors laid
Got his lawn chair
and his favorite cares
All sitting out the way
Got his frilly hooks
and his makeshift lures
And his ways of doing thangs
Got his place to park and his place to dock and there’s no sign of rain

He got his cheese and summer sausage
His sardines in a can
Got his cup of coffee
His return route
And the day is straight ahead
It's five AM
And it’s me and him
And my eye’s just cleared of red
He gives a grin and looks at me
And this is what he said

Got that great big turtle I done caught
And a little one right behind it
Got just about everything we’ll need
If I don’t we just revise it
But you looky here my darling dear
And I hope you don’t disagree
It’s been that station wagon
That fishing gear
And a life of you and me

Now nothings more important
Than us towing this here line
By God I think that now’s the time to tell you you’ve done fine
So if we don’t catch a dog gone thing
In this here river creek
Just know I love you
You’ve been the best catch this whole half century

He’s done turned another corner
In his old brown station wagon
Everything he’s carrying and everything he’s dragging
Been round the block a time or two
And one thing he ain’t having
Is anybody trying to get a hankering to
Tell him he got’s to stop his bragging

He’s got a big old turtle he done caught
And those bobbing things you use
Got his travel bag
His medicine kit
And his ole' gray fishing shoes
Got some extra line and a heavy rope too
And his pimento cheese
By God this man might make a pretty good fisherman out of me

Blessings~

2am December 2, 2007

Music Front Update

***July 11th update*** The show went better than I expected on some levels and less than better on others, but I had a good time, and Jason was well pleased. We will play again on the 17th of August, so we have a month to get a bit more polished. Thanks for your support and encouragement!***

My sister is in Mexico, and I have the computer all to myself. So, I have to post this update regarding a show. Jason Millerd and I have been playing together for I guess it's getting to be almost 2 years off and on. We are finally going to do an extended set at the coffeehouse his parents own Beatnix. It is a pretty safe and receptive place for poetry and music beginners. The audiences are always very kind, so I am excited about this opportunity.

We have had a few four hour rehearsals. My fingers and voice are spent. I don't think I could do this for a living, but it is fun to go through this particular fire, nonetheless. I think back on some of my posts about writing and this music thing, and I see tons of growth and persistence. I dare say I am proud of the efforts that have been made. I literally have had no real income, job security, nor do I have training in the craft of song writing, but it is His Grace and His Mercy that is sustaining me. I give thanks and praises to the Most High God for all He has allowed me to experience and all His many gifts and blessings.

God is good!

I Am The Poet and the Poem

I am the poet and the poem
I am the coolness and the warm
I am the gentle and the harm
I am the silence and alarm

I am the tiny grain of sand
I am the rain upon the land
I am the color of the wind
I am the clouds as they begin

I am the canyon and the echo
both the stardust and the star glow
I'm the diamond and the hard coal
both the bright yes and the dark no

I am the seeker and the finder
both the clear way and the blinder
I am the with and the without
Both an open and closed mouth

I am the quiet and the storm
I am the found and the forlorn
I am the sower and the reap
I am the laughter and the weep

I am the shoe upon the floor
the in and outside of the door
the now and future evermore
I am the sea and that sea's shore

I am the center of all things
and the outer distant rings
Every tear and every dream
the playful child of make-believe

While yet I'm sleeping and awake
it is both life and death I take
It is my heart that's bound to break
And when it mends, more love will make

blessings~ copyright 2007
MJS Productions

Music Update Thank You Jason and TJ

This is Blues Jam, recorded by maryee last night at the coffeehouse... Thank you sister. I came up with this chord progression in 2003 just messing around. This song has no lyrics yet, but I am certain all things work together for the good of those that love the Lord and are called according to His good purposes.


Be blessed~

Working as Receptionist Today... Lyrics Present Themselves

Your Parents and You

by Robert S. McGee is a book I will read excerpts from over and over again. It is helpful for me because I am able to put some pieces back together and work to resolve the tragic realities of life. The book is comforting and gives me some peace about family dynamics. On the path to healing, I am still expressing the tragic, but wanting to get beyond tragedy to the goodness part, expeditiously.

I envision producing a stage play or film musical on day...


Isn’t it tragic when mamas wreck havoc
And daddy(s) make habits
And uncles pretend that
They love you
And isn’t it strange when a stranger seems
Plain and their gestures are games that remind you
there’s no one who wants you
And of course all the while
You are wearing that smile
And the days seem worthwhile
While you’re
Cordially saying I don't want to…
And the days pass you by without nary a how do you do

Isn't it queer when you cautiously peer
into eyes that are near
and you find them to be
quite amusing
And isn't it off when you get what you thought
was a man and find him to be bruising
and lost and confusing

and though you're a wreck
and you've lost all your bets
and you're not at your best
while you're cordially saying I've got to
and your life passed you by without nary a why as you sigh

But when finally asked to dance
Will you stubbornly pass up the chance
Or turn to face the dance floor
Or close yet another blessed door

Isn’t it tragic when mamas wreck havoc
And daddy(s) make habits
And uncles pretend that
They love you
And isn’t it strange when a stranger seems
Plain and their gestures are games that remind you
there’s no one who wants you
And of course all the while
You are wearing that smile
And the days seem worthwhile
While you’re
Cordially saying I want to…
And the days pass you by without nary a how do you do, too

blessings~

Bring Me Your Sunshine

Bring me your sunshine
bring me your rain
bring me your hopes
I'll bring you the same

bring me your laughter
bring me your joy
bring me your prayers
bring it on boy

bring me your good days
I know they won't last
but bring me your tears
I'll cry til they've passed

bring me some kindness
we know life's a test
bring me your knowing
that you did your best

you did your best

bring me your goodness
bring me your time
bring me the healtiest love
you can find

bring me a pure heart
bring me some love
bring me a union sealed
by Christ's blood

Bring me your smiles
bring me some balance
bring me a knowing
that life is a challange

bring me the truth
that came between us
bring me a genuine
authentic love

genuine
authentic love

I have known for quite some time
life is a difficult mountain to climb
All my empty expectations of
turning water into wine

In you there is no potential
just a real live man
setting a God-like example
doing all he can
by

bringing me sunshile
bringing me rain
bringing me joy
easing the strain
working real hard
at doing it right
bringing me Jesus
bringing me light
the head of my household
admitting were one
bringing an effort
for God's only son
bringing me faith
bringing me prayers
bringing me things only we two can share
bringing me certainty
bringing me love
bringing me life
rewarded by God
bringing a hope
faithful and true
bringing it all
from the alter of you

Bring me your sunshine
bring me your rain
bring me your hopes
I'll bring you the same

bring me your laughter
bring me your joy
bring me your prayers
bring it on boy

bring me your good days
I know they won't last
but bring me your tears
I'll cry til they've passed

bring me some kindness
we know life's a test
bring me your knowing
that you did your best

you did your best
you did your best

They Say

I have been playing this music on my guitar for a while, and I have been experimenting with lyrics. This song, They Say, is trying to come about, so I decided to post "would be" lyrics on the fly to see if they are here yet... blessings~

They say, "I don't love myself"
and they say, "I don't see"
and they say, "they are scared to death"
and who knows what else

Now, they say, "I have no control"
they say, "the stars reveal my goals"
and they say, "who is this Lord of Host"
who knows what else they say

but I know
I know
I know
What you say
I know what you say
because while I was yet still in sin
you died for me that day

Now they say, "they'll do this and that"
and they say, "Their word is proof of that"
they say, "impose guilt and I'll get results"
but they don't know what they ask

And they say, "God takes care of me"
they say, "That book I needn't read"
and they say, "I need to loosen up"
and they say, "that's enough"

but I know
I know
I know
What you say

cause you came into my life
and gave to me your light
you died upon that cross
so that I would know the cost
I fell upon my knees that day
and praised your name in every way
I shut my mouth and heard from you
your love you gave to me it's true

and now I know I don't need to listen to
a thing
that they.......
say

a thing
that they.......
say

when they say...
but I know
I know
I know
What you say
yes I know
I know what you say
what you say

One Free Download

Yesterday I posted, "That's Good News" to my Soundclick as a free mp3 download. I checked today and someone has already downloaded it once. That was encouraging. I chose this song because it is straight gospel and spirit lead. People need to be fed and some people come to dine not to love ya, so there it be...

As well, here are the lyrics to my latest song...

Enjoy and be blessed!

So Nice

It's So Nice, so nice, so nice
It's so nice, It's so nice, It's so nice
It's as natural as poppy seeds
beautiful as the colors of the rainbow

It's wake up sleepy head
It's ten more minutes in your bed, in your bed
It's like dew on blades of grass
snow on mountain peaks
A baby's silent cry
A new formed tear in your eye

As mystic as the pyramids
As Dark as midnight skies
A stream in Colorado
the distant smell of apple pie

so nice, so nice, so nice
It's so nice, it's so nice, it's so nice

It's the instinct to survive
the old man who's so wise
an unexpected "hi"
a good time to say good-bye

a child in godly fashion
your first real kiss of passion
the leaf brought by the dove
your unconditional love

The pride found in a hug
upon a tree like a bug
upon a tree like a bug

So nice, so nice, so nice
so nice, so nice, so nice

the lapping ways of wind
when rain does come again
A reassuring smile
and dancing all the while

an uncaged animal roars
sleeping when rain pours
this time you didn't lie
a child who didn't cry

The constant strength of earth
a mother giving birth
We all know what it is
no answer shall I give

We all know what it is
no answer shall I give
no answer shall I give

So nice, so nice, so nice
so nice, so nice, so nice

Praise HIM! In Him there is no darkness...

Songs Writing Poem Writing

A few days back, I was looking into my old poems for a poetry reading that is coming up at Beatnix Thursday the 12th. I found a piece I wrote in 1994 entitled, "There Are No Butterflies Here." This melody then popped into my head for a song to this poem. I was pleased, but the poem is very long, three stanzas but lengthy. I plan on recording the music as soon as it is solidified. Then, the hard part... it will take some work to chip away at this poem to uncover the song's lyrics, but I realize it wants birth and life, so the effort I will give to her.

My songs are poems and my poems are songs. They long to find their lifelong mates to join them in eternity. They are content to stay the course until the end draw nigh.

Blessings!

Merry Christmas Everyone

If your heart be joyful and is kind
it's a Merry Christmas
If you can forgive and speak your mind
it's a Merry Christmas
If you have the love of Christ Divine
It's a Merry Christmas
And you know the Lord does reign on high
It's a Merry Christmas
Merry Merry Christmas
Thank you to the King
He is the King of Everything
It's a Merry Christmas
Merry Merry Christmas
for the gift of love
He is the King of Everything
It's a Merry Christmas
Merry Merry Christmas
my Savior, my Friend, my Lord reigns up above
Thank You for Your love
Thank You for Your love
Thank You for Your love

lyrics by jennifer a. evans
December 25, 2005
Let everyone Extol the Lord