Tuesday, April 29, 2014

Snow Never Stops Falling

SNOW NEVER STOPS FALLING
©Copyright 2010 by Gary Lee Joyner


The air is warm, but the sky cold gray
We finally rise to face the day
Search for the hint of a hopeful ray
But the Snow Never Stops Falling

Collecting in boxes on silver chains
Across dead grass and sidewalk stains
Hiding memories of summer rains
The Snow Never Stops Falling

Canvas faces surround us here
Faded paint blurred by tears
Unblinking eyes, a hint of fear
And the Snow Never Stops Falling

Snow that falls this slowly
Never touches the ground
The earth takes it into her mouth
And swallows without a sound
She’ll gently use her tongue
To guide its journey down

Come back to this bed of flannel sheets
Or leave me alone to sleep in peace
To dream in a world of imagined feats
Because the Snow Never Stops Falling

A lion crawled into my room
Sniffing like a dog lost in a tomb
Before slipping away at the first scent of doom
And the Snow Never Stops Falling

Here’s a soul that’s bleeding blue
Like faded ink in an old tattoo
Can we bring back color and make things new
Will the snow ever stop falling

Snow that falls this slowly
Never touches the ground
The earth takes it into her mouth
And swallows without a sound
She’ll gently use her tongue
To guide its journey down

One walks out, another steps in
A moment of relief and then
Take a breath, begin again
And the Snow Never Stops Falling

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Thursday, April 10, 1986

Imagine getting up tomorrow and finding today again.

In a way, we do this every day, but...I actually lived Thursday, April 10, 1986 twice.

I was working in the entertainment department on a cruise ship heading east from Japan and we crossed the international dateline. I was prepared for the oddness of doing April 10th twice, but the utter weirdness of doing two Thursdays in a row caught me off guard.

The cruise line paid the staff for one day's work saying," It's April 10...it's one day," while they charged passengers for two...