The Finer Things

Finer Things

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Sheltered in a school

Ready to leave the finer things

    leave the finer things

 

Atlantic Gulf stream waters flow warm

Not unlike the Kotzebue Sound

A gulf a distance from happiness

It'll come around

We will come around

 

The distance is soon to be washed away

Like a Kivalina shore

As finer things lose their luster

They shine no more, shine no more

 

Dakota has its whippoorwill

Wyoming its morning buck

Alaska has its heart of gold

That makes you want to f**k

 

Jet planes carry you so far away

Never content to stay where you land

But peace will find you instantly

When you take my hand

When you hold my hand

 

Arctic winds blow cold tonight

They chill me to the bone

I search to find the evening star

Like a feather on the wind

Peace and love a world away

I send my whisper on the wind

 

My heart warms that these gentle words

Will surely make their mark

When my love is with you safe

Landing where you are

Landing where you are

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Your shelter lies 'neath an Arctic Sun

There you'll find the finer things 

         you'll find the finer things

 

Worry not my precious love

and with my heart be safe

The breath I breathe is yours to keep

My love is not a waif

 

So as you stir deep beneath your skin

Your longing shall avail

My winters night will bring to your hearth

Fires warmth Passions wealth though now you travail

 

Never shall you walk again alone

Bonded we are one

I slip away to write that book

Yes I too am stunned

 

Caught up in his wilderness

Flying 'neath his wing

Your shelter lies 'neath an Arctic Sun

There you found the finer things 

        

My love the finest thing

 

 

Reviews

[r. f. jordan]

"Worry not my precious love
and with my heart be safe
The breath I breathe is yours to keep
My love is not a waif"

this is artful work, and bonded message. this is enlightened spirit, and melancholic separation. this is rhythmic rhyme and hatching song. this is poetry. thank you for sharing your talent with us on this site...

[......]

This is really wonderful, very beuatiful writing

[Rusty]

Thanks Mr.Davis. I figured it would be most appropriate to maintain the upmost decorum. Made me laugh!

[FJ Davis]

"Alaska has a heart of gold/ That makes you want to f**k."
I understand this line is being considered for the new State Motto.
"The Finer Things" provides an impressive reading experience.
Excellent, Rusty!

[...]

. wow ... what a trippy write ... absolutely loved it ... it's that eccentric traveler's song that my heart would love to sing ... it has all the spunk in the world and it's rendered with a lot of zing ... :) ...

[Rusty]

Yes a great loving site it's primary fault is a great distraction from the heavy lifting of crafting novels or editing work trusted to you. I will soon fade from this site and be here much more sporadically since not only do I have a couple of books to complete I have agreed to assist others.

But damn I am having fun here. So much talent and I find reading all the fine writers here inspirational.

[Liderien]

way better than that other site....man it sucked...this one is awesome and the people are awesome. no stuck up know it alls here...and your welcome. You should be published, many novels....

[Rusty]

To put it eloquently Bull Hockey! I am not better in any way I have read many of your pieces and the fact is I find inspiration in your work.

That said thanks for your appreciation of my words. It is greatly appreciated. I appreciate taking the time to read and to respond. This is a fun venue.

[Liderien]

I dont hate it...im jealous!!!

[Liderien]

I hate that you write better than me :P