The Manos

The Manos

A Poem by Eddie M deadwolf
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Maybe added into another larger story another time...

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Inspired by my mom an Love, who both loved Stevie Nicks


She sits in love, rocking her baby boy, just arrived,

She kisses him and whispers softly to him,

Listen baby, Mmm, momma’s baby boy,

Your not a stranger to me, You come from me,

Born of the spirit and of the heart,

Mijo, Mommy Loves you, with all my heart, Oh Baby,

This is a Real love, and Timeless is the spirit, an bond,

Timeless is a mother’s love, nothing will ever change

I’ll never doubt you, my child, unto an beyond the grave,

Her hands smelled sweet like sugar,

Were warm, and always caring, wiping away any tears,

Making all the pain and worry gone with her kiss,

Her name was the name of God, upon the lip of this child

Mi Madre, held my hand in hers, an wrapped me in her lovin arms,

Like no other mother ever could her child,

And She never grew old in my eyes;

Far too many of the good die young,

Oh, how this boy died of grieving when she did leave,

Mom, Momma… NO GOD,

Dios no, not my Mother, MOM… forgive me please, I changed,

 I have changed

The spirit moves where it will, Lord, it lives on an on,

 Where it comes and where it goes, one does not always know

And I prayed for her, Lord I called her name out loud,

Oh how She Loved me selflessly,

When I close my eyes, I see her face before me, it comforts me

But the Love between a Mother and her son Surely Lives on and on…



And the baby boy, now a man, married with no child of his own,

Just him and his wife, Loves her endlessly still in purest form,

And glances at a room with no child playin in it,

A Christmas tree with no children decorating it,

A yard with no kids running in it,

And he sings an talks to a Child that is not there,

With Twinkie shaped arms and legs, an chubby little Empanada hands and feet

But only in wish, and memory does he carry on,

They are real enough to him, to love, and imagine in spirit,

Imagine not what is, but what could have been, and what he FEELS should have been,

Cause in his dreams, they are always there,

He picks up his guitar, an sings to them

C  G; D  F  CG

Lisa, Lisa, where are you going, Lisa, Lisa, will you be my friend,

Running skipping hopping jumping, always on the run,

Oh how I love to see my little girl, having so much fun,

Eddie, Eddie, what are you doing, Eddie, Eddie, will you be my friend,

Running, playing, singing, drawing, always on the go,

I Love to see my little Boy, playing all day long      

Lisa and Eddie, spinning around, look at my babies, see what I found,

Lisa, Eddie, wild and Free, Spin me good mornin, an spin me goodnight    



Oh my Child, an my Darlin wife, How this boy Loves you all, endlessly,

After the song, I will look, an see, the Child spirit an my Mom,

They are Slowly dancing away from me now,

They are Livin just in memory and wish now,

No, I will not ever forget them, time casts a spell on me that I’ll remember,

And to my Darlin Wife, Lover an friend, you are the one chosen to grow old with me,

And when our time has come, Hand in hand, we face the rising and setting sun together,

Grown old together, with me, stay and be, two visions of the same dream,

My Lord, you are So pretty to me, and in my eyes you always will be,

I do not know exactly where my life will go,

Before you, I have lived my life in a world of false pleasure an pain, unto love and death,

But it seems that all my life I have waited, for your love to come to me, to face the end together

Waiting for the sound of the voice of the Woman who Loves me, an me her…

For I love you, yes I love you, Oh my soul, how I love you, my Beautiful, beautiful Silver Spring… Unto the Half of my Kingdom

© 2014 Eddie M deadwolf


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Eddie M deadwolf
Eddie M deadwolf

Tucson Arizona, Like in the BEATLE Song Get Back , AZ



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Favorite Poets/Writers: Lennon /McCartney; Bob Dylan; Roger Waters; Robert Plant; Johny Lee Hooker; Dante; Sir Thomas Malory, Steve Harris & Bruce Dickinson, Jon Schaffer, Neil Diamond, Cat Stevens.. more..

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