Robin Gibb, Poet

Yesterday, May 20, 2012, the world lost a great and prolific poet in Robin Hugh Gibb.  On his own, and in collaboration with brothers Maurice and Barry as the Bee Gees, Robin created some of the most beautiful and memorable songs of all time. While the music and beats are unforgettable, I always found the words even more so--as poetic as anything I've ever read by the world's greatest acknowledged poets.  In tribute to Robin, here are the words to two of my favorites.

 

Words

Smile an everlasting smile
a smile can bring you
near to me
Don't ever let me find you gone

'cause that would
bring a tear to me

This world has lost its glory
let's start a brand
new story now, my love
Right now, there'll be no other time
and I can show you how, my love

Talk in everlasting words
and dedicate them all to me
And I will give you all my life
I'm here if you should call to me
You think that I don't even
mean a single word I say

It's only words
and words are all I have
to take your heart away

Living Eyes

Would you believe me if I told you your tomorrow is my yesterday
But be alive
I know that we will
The world keeps on moving but I'm holdin' still

In the beginning I was far away and praying for my destiny
That would arrive
The moment you're born
For we will be here when the miracle comes

Living Eyes,when under the sun don't cry
No war in my mind
The state of my heart
Living eyes, when out in the rain will fall
The day I deny the face of my love

We are of age, we are in time
We are forever
Right now when the power is mine
I leave you heaven and the earth
I leave you never
And living to love is the reason we shine

When I been over I been under
I don't own a dream to analyze
But living eyes you know that I do
believe in the soul and the magic of you

Living eyes, when under the sun don't cry
No war in my mind
The state of my heart
Living eyes, when out in the rain will fall
The day I deny the face of my love

We are of age,we are in time
We are forever
Right now when the power is mine
I leave you heaven and the earth
I leave you never
And living to love is the reason we shine

Living eyes
When under the sun don't cry
No war in my mind
The state of my heart
Living eyes...

Every Morning

Every morning I awaken,

you in my heart and mind.

Each moment of every single day,

you're in my thoughts, I find.

Throughout the busy evening hours,

you're there to keep me strong.

A presence without which I'd fail;

a soul mate when nights are long.

At midnight, when the stars shine down

you sing to me on the wind.

Each gentle, warmly blowing breeze

a promise that you send.

In deepest night, you hold me close

even though you're far away

keep me safe from darkest thoughts

until the break of day.

Night Vigil

The sun's light fades, grows weak and dim
as evening slowly falls
Radiant stars come wandering in
to peek through dusk's misty gauze


Bright full moon then marches forth
with smiling, twinkling face,
and parts the luminescent veil
to take his rightful place


As through the night, they stand their guard
these patient stars and moon
Then, at dawn, they greet the sun
as he relieves night's gloom


(Photo is 'Foggy Moon at Midnight' by James Jones)

Sharing The Weight

Your shoulders must seem so heavy at times

your valiant strength ready to fold.

You carry the burden of many pursuits

a mountain of dreams to uphold.

Through fears and heartaches, you offer yourself

with never a thought for the cost.

No hesitation for damages done;

for the pieces of you that are lost.

So when you are drained, lonely, afraid

feeling small in a huge world of doubt

My shoulders will be there to carry the load,

to strenthen you inside and out.

In Honour Of Shakespeare

Today being the anniversary of Shakespeare's death, I thought I'd post one of my favourite Shakespeare poems. First read this one in middle school and I've always loved it.

They That Have Power to Hurt

They that have power to hurt, and will do none,

That do not do the thing they most do show,

Who, moving others, are themselves as stone,

Unmoved, cold, and to temptation slow,-

They rightly do inherit heaven's graces,

And husband nature's riches from expense;

They are the lords and owners of their faces,

Others, but stewards of their excellence.

The summer's flower is to the summer sweet

Though to itself it only live and die;

But if that flower with base infection meet,

The basest weed outbraves his dignity:

For sweetest things turn sourest by their deeds;

Lilies that fester smell far worse than weeds.

Soul Fit

 

At each and every dawn

I rise and don your essence.

Hugging me 

with the warmth of a winter coat

-a perfectly-sized hand over my heart-

it protects me

from freezing realities,

from harsh, abrasive egos

whose only aim is destruction

of others' souls.

 

Sometimes Silence Is Better

To speak for common good is fine

and yet, still common, not divine.

If as a God you see  yourself,

leave your opinion on the shelf.

(This short little piece came out after hearing yet more ranting by Republican presidential candidates)