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Blue sky fades in the summer sun
Summer sun gives way to fun on the run
Warm air , dark nights, watchin’ city lights
Drivin’ down the avenue ,takin’ in the sights
Moon comes up over a cozy ocean blue
Leaving a path to dream of something new
Upon the sea wishes come true
Drivin’ down the avenue
When life goes bad , the good times gone
Where you gonna go , to sing your song
Workin’ a part time job, pullin’ down a part time purse
Should a stayed in the grades, not gone to work
But at least you got more comin’ out of school
They give adults less, that ain’t cool
What the heck is up with that
Crazy bastards tryin’to control their peeps
Ruin your life, while they become the rich elite
Life is easy feedin’ on the bourgeoisie
Life is easy reflectin’ on things that should a been
Feel the breeze, watch the city lights , take in the sights
The sun still shines , so take your fun on the run
On moonlit paths , over the oceans wrath
But leave a path for dreamin’ something new
Sometimes wishes come true , drivin’ down the avenue
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2014
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Blue sky , Summer sun
Soft moist air , fresh from meadows fair
Towering black clouds, gathering in crowds
Sheets of grey , torrential rains
Soft padding feet , water flooding the streets
Water, Earth and sky , a natural high
Summertime sun , summertime fun
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2013
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livin’ on the beach in a hut by the sea
green grass , warm gentle breezes and all kinds of lovely trees .
I’m gonna beat the heat to make my retreat sittin by the sea
Cause its winter in the world cept livin here with me
I am happy to make your acquaintance
And i raise a glass to your health , long life and prosperity
So peace my friends and welcome to the sea
Where the music is playin’ ,the sun is shinin’, the people gentle and free
No hassles from the man and no worries will make your day go bad
Lay back and hear the music that wont be sad
The sounds will keep you cool listenin’ to the beat
The sun and the gentle warm breezes
All the pretty girls in bare feet paradin’ down the street
where livin is easy and laid back like u want life to be
Plenty food and drink for you man
To sing and dance the night away
Come down to the sea and live your life away
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2012
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Cold clear water lapped
against the tall green grass
from lakes filled with bass
and red and black robins
stand splashing their backs
Among green waving ferns
lying on the sandy bottoms
As mists gently tiptoe through
on silent feet in early Autumn
Bright yellow dandelions
and white daffodils dot the wilds,
as fragrances of wild rose drifts across the fields
Puffy white clouds hurry by in reply
A shiny red apple hangs alone in the sky
Three girls lay white in the sand
And snow lands gently on feet and hands
Brushed by the wind it wanders thru the night
And each one arrives clean and bright
Red ripe strawberries snuggle against bright green nests
While lazy white rabbits and big black owls rest
Orange and gold leaves float serenely by
Tracing patterns in the fading twilight
And still three girls lay white in the sand
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2012
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The season decorated in dazzling white
Her Pale moon drifting high into the night
Sailing over powdered dreams
Of fields ,forests and frozen streams
Shooting frozen puffs of breath and steam
Gliding along a fantasy world of winter scenes
Scintillating snow whispering” here comes the queen”
Mother nature stalks her land of winter dreams
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2015
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Fields of stars blanket warm summer skies
Songs of crickets and cicadas overwhelm the senses
In reply, fireflies dot the lawn
Full of dandelions and buttercups waiting for dawn
Far away flashes of summer heat strike with no sound
Showing distant lands and tops of massive thunderclouds
Soft shadows decorate the walls
upon silent ears quiet murmurings fall
a transistor radio blares its tiny sound
of ballgames in concrete stadiums ,
bright lights and a pitchers mound
Overhead fans stir dark sleepy rooms
Screened in porches give way to fleeting cool breezes
Heavy lids with dreams in flight
Soften those warm summer nights
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2018
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The setting sun shines down on trees and lawns
While white puffy clouds sail serenely along
Two black dogs walk on padded feet down smooth grassy streets
And the cat in the corner meows and chases her tail round and round
In the distance a babbling brook flows merrily by
And schools of fish settle in under a starry sky
Camp fires glow cheerfully far into the night
Serenaded by crickets and frogs hiding from the light
And high above the heavens bewitch with quiet tunes
Lulling all to sleep under a full summer moon
Till dawn finally creeps out from its womb with a lazy sigh
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2018
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In the heat and rain , upon tracks rusted and bare
A little red trolley sits, remembering former days
Of horse drawn carriages, filled with new marriages
Of clanging bells and merry people,
Doing chores,or walking into stores
Rolling hills and long tall steeples
Weathered stones in grass covered cemeteries
Busy times filled with haunted memories
Rising from the haze of long forgotten days
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2019
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Lost in Youth
Rainbows in the clouds, walking on railroad tracks , locomotives up close
Kickball games , I am left footed, spooky reflections in a mirror, running naked
Wooden desks and chairs, kids in the classroom , the little girl across the street
Black and white T.V., Air conditioning , a new blue car, exhaust fumes
The farm, coal fired furnace , warm heating ducts
a collie , a cocker spaniel and a horse named Thunder
Dark starry nights , telescopes , comets and satellites
Northern winters, snow covered fields ,sledding, frozen lakes , and Orion
Camping in fields , mosquitoes bites , quiet dawns and heavy morning dew,
Grandparents ,riding lawn mowers , apple trees , flower and vegetable gardens
Southern Summers , warm muggy nights , ceiling fans ,open screened windows
Screened in porches, ancient toys, , tiny transistor radios, baseball games talking late into the night
Badminton , side lawns , and long rides home
Public pools , icy waters and underwater swims
Trombone , marching band and high school football games
Sleepy classes, friends , lunchroom games, and girls
High school graduation , college and final goodbyes
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2012
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Thick rain soaked clouds came floating by on sullen grey skies
Branches swayed and leaves waved, tied
In unison with the whipping wind
The rains came soft and gentle ,one by one, floating
among an endless series of soft humid waves
Puffs of dust kick up as rain hits the ground ,
the enticing smell of the brown clean earth pervades all around
The ponds break into endless circles of tiny drops
Sliding down branches , dripping from leaves, running down the darkened bark, plopping
In the silent air ,Soaking the ground into soft muddy earth, healing cracks, soft like dew
the rains speak their true voice and intent without a clue
becoming pounding and insistent ,angry and relentless, as one by one they beat the ground
And the cycle comes full circle ,around and around
Cool air from atop the sky filters down through hot steamy mist
wind driven clouds form funny ominous shapes in the sky
Bending and twisting to keep up with their fierce and relentless brother
Throwing countless drops down onto the clean brown earth
The Angry winds and warm drops count their times to hit the ground
Covering forest and field alike taming the long forgotten dust
that became the earth following the season of drought
Lightning burns across the sky and crashes among the giant embers standing wet, black and gleaming
Stark and ancient they stand tall and straight , silhouetted against the angry sky
The rain comes in sheets of grey , pouring out of the heavens
In a thunderous wave that threatened to sweep clean the skies
Copyright © Jim Joyce | Year Posted 2012
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