OneA tale told as such
a light wind
a slow breeze
a moment of peace
at rest
as one
all is whole
all is true
in the beat of indian drums
in the march of wild horses
as waves from the ocean roll
my heart beating slow
as it shall be
all is
one.
Corey Janisse
11/21/06
a light wind
a slow breeze
a moment of peace
at rest
as one
all is whole
all is true
in the beat of indian drums
in the march of wild horses
as waves from the ocean roll
my heart beating slow
as it shall be
all is
one.
Corey Janisse
11/21/06
Garden Light
A seed
The leaf
A tree
In bloom
High noon
A song
In thought
In time
Bells ring
A chime
In growth
And light
As birds
Are drawn
In flower
In sky
Of reason
We fly
In song
Well below
And garden
Then above
All light
Corey Janisse
1/24/07
A seed
The leaf
A tree
In bloom
High noon
A song
In thought
In time
Bells ring
A chime
In growth
And light
As birds
Are drawn
In flower
In sky
Of reason
We fly
In song
Well below
And garden
Then above
All light
Corey Janisse
1/24/07
In The Slight Light Of Sound
Come to light
Of bright and sprite
Spirits true
In a dance
At a glance
And passage through
Of song
And music true
Of joy
And rhythm flow
In spirit heart
We burrow
In run
And rhyme
Of honesty
And time
Here set at center stage of dance and rhythm rage rush and blush
Of song and sea and breeze at be lies a party free we flee
In circles surrounding people intertwining a moment free
Centered are we in sound and in time a chilled spine
Song and sound had driven through what is ours and mine
There lied well rested in life’s slight light centered in time
The sound of pounding ground short settle and round
Well rested and ever tested the slight light of sound
Corey Janisse
3/7/07
Come to light
Of bright and sprite
Spirits true
In a dance
At a glance
And passage through
Of song
And music true
Of joy
And rhythm flow
In spirit heart
We burrow
In run
And rhyme
Of honesty
And time
Here set at center stage of dance and rhythm rage rush and blush
Of song and sea and breeze at be lies a party free we flee
In circles surrounding people intertwining a moment free
Centered are we in sound and in time a chilled spine
Song and sound had driven through what is ours and mine
There lied well rested in life’s slight light centered in time
The sound of pounding ground short settle and round
Well rested and ever tested the slight light of sound
Corey Janisse
3/7/07
Massage Me Slow
Relax, rest, and be well
A breast
The rest true to tell
An arm and arm
A leg and thigh
A turn in drive
And, hands strong as well
Cupped my soul
Life’s chosen role
And a back ten full
A kiss
And, in that bliss
Came oil
Poured slow
Lights low
As boats row
Set sail
And, taken slow
Within her
And, he within
Cuddled together
And known
A whisper
Massage me slow
Corey Janisse
04/29/07
Relax, rest, and be well
A breast
The rest true to tell
An arm and arm
A leg and thigh
A turn in drive
And, hands strong as well
Cupped my soul
Life’s chosen role
And a back ten full
A kiss
And, in that bliss
Came oil
Poured slow
Lights low
As boats row
Set sail
And, taken slow
Within her
And, he within
Cuddled together
And known
A whisper
Massage me slow
Corey Janisse
04/29/07
Southern Flight
Well in flight
Dark as night
Deep in sea, song, and air
A moments pass
And, blades of grass
Wheeled into the air
As time were to tell
And all being well
Sought victory, rise, and swell
Over sea
And, well into the air
In flight
True night
A star driven right
And down
And around
To an even plain of sprite
Of ground, sea, and air
Enchanted a moon fair
And, of night and sea
All at be
Stars everywhere
A sprite up
And grave down
A turn above blessed ground
True moments all around
Corey Janisse
04/29/07
Well in flight
Dark as night
Deep in sea, song, and air
A moments pass
And, blades of grass
Wheeled into the air
As time were to tell
And all being well
Sought victory, rise, and swell
Over sea
And, well into the air
In flight
True night
A star driven right
And down
And around
To an even plain of sprite
Of ground, sea, and air
Enchanted a moon fair
And, of night and sea
All at be
Stars everywhere
A sprite up
And grave down
A turn above blessed ground
True moments all around
Corey Janisse
04/29/07
The Western Land
Here in time and space
And in a sense ace
As time follows sun
The art of child’s fun
A game already won
In the moons rise
The two a prize
In the depth of blue skies
In the path one lies
As heart and soul rise
The western sun drives
In the fall of leaves
And the brush and trees
Brought few seas
In the path of animals run
And in the heart of the setting sun
Breeze blew as one
Corey Janisse
3/5/07
Here in time and space
And in a sense ace
As time follows sun
The art of child’s fun
A game already won
In the moons rise
The two a prize
In the depth of blue skies
In the path one lies
As heart and soul rise
The western sun drives
In the fall of leaves
And the brush and trees
Brought few seas
In the path of animals run
And in the heart of the setting sun
Breeze blew as one
Corey Janisse
3/5/07
We The People
As people talk
And things change
All is for seen
And just the same
Arm and arm
We stand tall
As worlds revolve
And babies crawl
As time takes place
And we all grow
Change, some the same
But all known
We sing
Both thank and pray
That tomorrow may bring
A whole new day
As people play
Both happy and gay
We the people
Would have to say
With all at play
Tomorrow a new day
Thanks to all
Its natures way
Corey Janisse
01/15/08
As people talk
And things change
All is for seen
And just the same
Arm and arm
We stand tall
As worlds revolve
And babies crawl
As time takes place
And we all grow
Change, some the same
But all known
We sing
Both thank and pray
That tomorrow may bring
A whole new day
As people play
Both happy and gay
We the people
Would have to say
With all at play
Tomorrow a new day
Thanks to all
Its natures way
Corey Janisse
01/15/08
Utopia
Euphoric melodies of truths design all developed in poet rhyme
Thought complex in the simplest form of true design and child born
Truths heart beat and the pitter patter of little feet well joy in rage
Rain drop rings falling from the sky and taken center stage
Utopia the chills of eternal bliss and winter midnights cool glaze
The sky is a blaze enlightened the surrender of all season rage
Soft and settle the warmth of tomorrows ever glow and suns rays
Of mind and of time thoughts driven beat rhyme after rhyme
Sequential tranquility in the ore heart as euphoria has set the design
The mind clear recollecting days of days and left the worlds cool haze
Wondrous worlds of an ever present melody a way through the maze
Of whole heart beat and as rain hit the street oneself left in a daze
Well in time all of sound mind as again utopia chills the spine
Ones left to right and right to left and song after treble clef
Time and time again and left to right and in all there in
As seasons change from bud to bloom at high noon a fine tune
Utopia had become in range and over the hills at a steady pace
There are mountains of gold and stories yet told to any glowing face
Of children in the streets and new born little feet all is amazed
And heard a birds song days long and in tune every change
Himself and herself in all that is to be seen everywhere and anywhere
Within the suns glow just the same and of sun and sea all at be
Utopia just a cool winter dream and in all yet to be for seen
Corey Janisse
07/29/08
Euphoric melodies of truths design all developed in poet rhyme
Thought complex in the simplest form of true design and child born
Truths heart beat and the pitter patter of little feet well joy in rage
Rain drop rings falling from the sky and taken center stage
Utopia the chills of eternal bliss and winter midnights cool glaze
The sky is a blaze enlightened the surrender of all season rage
Soft and settle the warmth of tomorrows ever glow and suns rays
Of mind and of time thoughts driven beat rhyme after rhyme
Sequential tranquility in the ore heart as euphoria has set the design
The mind clear recollecting days of days and left the worlds cool haze
Wondrous worlds of an ever present melody a way through the maze
Of whole heart beat and as rain hit the street oneself left in a daze
Well in time all of sound mind as again utopia chills the spine
Ones left to right and right to left and song after treble clef
Time and time again and left to right and in all there in
As seasons change from bud to bloom at high noon a fine tune
Utopia had become in range and over the hills at a steady pace
There are mountains of gold and stories yet told to any glowing face
Of children in the streets and new born little feet all is amazed
And heard a birds song days long and in tune every change
Himself and herself in all that is to be seen everywhere and anywhere
Within the suns glow just the same and of sun and sea all at be
Utopia just a cool winter dream and in all yet to be for seen
Corey Janisse
07/29/08
