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And sometimes its one mercy too much(no, not at all the poem here, not at all...),however hard it may seem...,but sometimes .....

Wow, what gifts you all are bringing to all of US - Cant say enough about how much talent can be seen on this forum.And yeah I know there some plunkers out there who just want to be themselves and let you know it but it does seem Peter has gathered the good in his fans too.I used to write alot more but things got in the way but Tina brought alot out of me - blessed Mercy.Just amazed at all the places we were hiding love.The final work I have from Tina ? and then another old one from me.Peace,PaulFrom TinaSnow AngelBarefoot in my dressing gownI walk through snow,Falling back into the icy bedI can barely trace the skythrough my breath-smoke and tearsMy snow wings threshpretty white wings, forlornSifting me furtherfrom the bleary skyinto a muddy and cutting truismthat I lie frozen awakein this vaulted domeon your memory shelfWaiting for you to shake meback up into the skywhere at least for that momentI can soar unfetteredin your summer's handChristina Scott1/27/05The ShadowLeaving all that was mine behind,I fumble for the control I once had.Only to realize I had but a glimpse of whatwas to turn into my life.Trusting people, moving with a open handand asking very little in the way of thanks. The pie was cut up before it was made.Truth in real value gives only the surface layerof a life of one who tried not to become like the rest.I fall again as if it was the only thing I was meant to dowith little guide I climb the rocks to find a plateau Finding out that each level is just a surface to cry upon.In the tears a feeling grows and it seems that I must bewrong about myself and that even though the skycontinues to fall .I watch the world with respect using a heart of kindness andforgiveness somehow the shadow reappears again and I am coveredby responsibility waiting to take the reins again.As much as I try the feeling returns and the stairs of rock I climb begin to break againKnowing I am of good intentions somehow a hole in my plans finds a way toWiden and begin a place for the event to take its toll.Paul Cronin 2004

big hug from a phoenix...or Hotaru Be(the "art of dying" for being reborn at even better places...wellknown asian figure...a ninja, actually, see some mangas, still smiling and learning, be it undercover, haha...) :>

Last year a friend of mine had committed suicide to which I wrote the song ?Blank Boxes?A tough time for all - For Brian McNulty.Blank BoxesFalling down I saw myself do that todayFloating inside maybe you can see what I?m sayingThe fear of everything just makes me run awayMy understanding of you must have been wrongBlank boxes with no answersFor some reason you deny the restA life missing in time, a time without your lifeI see the day when we both are without.I saw your hand but I did not see you were drowningCould I have changed your mind, would I have seen your pain?How I wish the sky would fall.Blank Boxes with no answerThe day became a chore but you sensed the task behind the maskA life missing in time, a time without your life.The tide has gone and you are left on the shore.The toy lies broken on the floorWhen we were kids we did not need much moreNow I am alone there will be no ringing of the phone.Who will be there to hold my hand when I am alone.Paul Cronin 2004I also was very moved when Johnny Cash did the NIN song ?Hurt?Still makes me cry.HurtI hurt myself today to see if I still feel I focus on the pain the only thing that's real the needle tears a hole the old familiar sting try to kill it all away but I remember everything what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt I wear my crown of shit on my liar's chair full of broken thoughts I cannot repair beneath the stain of time the feeling disappears you are someone else I am still right here what have I become? my sweetest friend everyone I know goes away in the end you could have it all my empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt if I could start again a million miles away I would keep myself I would find a wayTrent RenzorJust keepem comin round = BDBpeace,Paul

The Rock on Bessies WalkThis signposthas 2 directions,one pointing for Bishops walk,and this trail that I am now upon,known as Bessies walk.On this gravel trail,either side,the purple of the marsh,a warm wind lifts the aromaand carries with it allthe deepness and comfort of its blossomResting on this rocklooking over the tree tops,are the mountaintops?Tis this beauty that reminds meto write you this,Sol.You are the shining star in my eyes,You are the touch that warms and fills my heartYou are the beauty that melts meinto a beautiful sounding stream,with clean clear water.You are the brightness that lights up my way.You are the honesty that brings happinessinto each and every of my days.Your smile rolls back my cloudsfeeling the warmth of the sun.Your eyes sparkle,from the constellation of the universe.Your voice vibrates everything inside of me.Sol, you are my friend.Like islands joined through a sea of love,what flows to you,rolls back in me,and forever will be,your loving Dad.Because of you,Sol,I have come to know pureLOVEYou to me are everything.Written while on retreat at, Parknasilla, Sneem, Co. Kerry on 6th September 2003.

Man very cool John,"Your eyes sparkle,from the constellation of the universe.Your voice vibrates everything inside of me."Dont stop people maybe we can change the world.Pablito

Or at least a book, to come back to that idea...??aeh, for a start...

Dark times that fell upon usEthans light is still waiting to descendIn form, to begin?Passion that aroseOur last weekend to share togetherIn hope of a miracle doveTo reconcileEthan brought focus to whats realPrepared ourselves to healWe stayed together to hold youUnable to see pastDisagreements , our differencesdriven afar.Moving with the changesDepressed disengages, when we look back, what beauty we created together.With our drawings to independence,Your beauty K. and heart of gold,Is happy again, your LOVE K. never grows old.Letting go of the ashes has yet to be doneWitness of this loss harshness and pain,Feeling the cold and some ways responsible,I ran to where I could be of help and of use,Torn apart, while needing to be strong to hold parts together.Now searching for resolution?let be?it cannot be undoneWith sadness and sorrow, forgiveness is all that is needed.K.Let only LOVE rain down on you always,begin again in our ways, and waiting,Radiating in it always, some other will soon see how happy to be with thee.What cannot be undone, move on, it?s insight,that will make better days in our own ways,for others to find healing in our experiences,from our loss and pain, let it not hold us up,needing to begin, step by step inLove always?

there was a dream some time ago about me standing at the other side, watching two ships to reach this place, when one ship's crew startet to attac the other one, which had to defend. They were like little ants...this way both ships did not make it...which made me sad...but I was on the other side already, wondering and collected few things for a light bagage, made presents out of some others that I did not need anymore and then went further to another bigger ship that awaited me to move on, somewhat home, where I originally came from...lightheartedly and happy.Work done, everything OK

Sorry, wrong thread, will correct me:>

For my niece Emily,She and Todd will mary tomorrowFire and IceWe will share everything this will begin the bondWe will ask question s of faith, trust and forgivenessWords they will fall from our skies to make us holyA symbol of unbreakable never ending we will give to each otherThe rain begins to fall It falls upon us allIts is the blanket of love Love that surrounds us allI look to see the trees and flowers listening to our vowsThe animals lend an ear to see what they can hearThe sun breaks the clouds and warms the groundAs we look into each others eyes it seems we are the only two around The rain begins to fall It falls upon us allIts is the blanket of love Love that surrounds us allI place the ring on your finger hoping life will bring us closerTo the place where endless realities will make us chooseHere I make my choice, here with my voice I hope to make you see my heartThat this was the way it always was meant to beThat I was right how happy we would be if you married mePaul Cronin 2005

Thats beautiful Paul, best of everything to Todd & Eimely.

Thats beautiful Paul, best of everything to Todd & Emily

I travel 60 miles north to the place where Carolyn and I married 17 years ago - beautiful log home with 10 acres of the most beautiful tree's . A gazebo stands next to a 70 ft Oak -the tree of life its called - there they will make their pledge.A blessing of good luck for the couple from Cand I - Carolyn and I have been very lucky - to meet some of you - to talk to all of you and thanks to Peter fro bring US together.I in 1977 after seeing the Wind and Wuthering tour came back to Schurz high glazed with excitment - it was that summer just before the ELP works tour thatI took Carolyn to I asked her to be mine.I wish for all the same life and good fortune we have had - From Trespass Dusk - "like to angry Tigers we tear at each other"Love to all Paul & Carolyn

See i'm a singer-songwriter but the problem is i'm too nervous to sing because i think i'm too nasally, like Liam Gallaher. But i've been told my lyrics have been dark and troublesom, so you can be the judge. Regeret... I've been told to stop But of course i didn't listennow i'm sitting here aloneit's me that i've been missingI know that i was wrong like the rain that poured on downand the birds they sing alongto all my painWas I so bad?Was I so Wrong?Now that i'm hopeless Why Couldn't i get along?Now all I get to do is wait and regret............I hope ypu liked that:>

Sing it!!And nasally is perfectly alright, if you support it from deep below! (As for the onertones.., you even HAVE to go via strong nose then...)Cry it out loud!

Thanks Elfin. I'll try to remember your help.

Bring you words - sing your words.Music is brought to the world and must find away to speak.The only regret you will have is that you did not sing your heart.Bring it. Share it. It may help another.The feeling begins.Paul

Well, i must confess, after Liu Sola smilingly advised me to go on singing, be it for myself, I so did, with all my happy heart, and after some days, oops, my voice was completely gone...but that was just an unexpected very cold period in Berlin, everybody had that:> just hum around again, also without words...if I find some fitting ones, I may send them...