Jack Frost came in the night
(the world—all gleaming) white,
painting windows, roofs, and trees,
snowflakes dance (they whisper) breeze.

Jack Frost (oh, so sly),
whispers winter’s lullaby
with a brush of icy blue,
the world is fresh (and new).

Earth's Winter Dress
earth wears her winter dress
(pure and still and white),
a snowy silence falls
across the hills—so quiet, so bright.

a sparkling cloak, so grand, so wide
(nature’s magic, awake inside).

The Story of the Christ Child
long ago, in bethlehem town,
the child with a crown
(not of gold, but of light and love)
was sent from heaven above.

christ child (born so bright)
with hope, a guiding light,
in a humble manger lay,
peace arrived on christmas day.

Christmas Night
christmas night (oh, christmas night),
filled with joy (delight so bright),
stars (shining clear) and holy light.

the angels sing (so soft, so sweet),
guiding us—where heaven meets.

Christmas Star
see the star of bethlehem,
in the sky (so far) it shines,
leading wise men through the dark
to a child of prophecy, divine.

star of wonder (star so bright),
leading us through darkest night.
in its glow, a path is seen
to the child of all things keen.

Christmas Lullaby
sleep, brown eyes, sleep,
angels watch (and breathe),
beneath the watchful starry sky,
angels sing their gentlest song,
guiding brown eyes all night long.

Presentation Song
gifts we bring (with hearts so true),
love, service, humble too,
offerings pure, bright, light,
acceptable in thy sight.

we give and pray (with hearts of gold),
blessings on this day (untold).
our spirits lift, with all our might,
on this (so gentle) holy night.

Jack Frost

Just riffing on the chant Om Bhur Bhuvah Svah in a bluegrass style.

Om Bhur Bhuvah Svah
Tat Savitur Varenyam
Bhargo Devasya Dheemahi
Dhiyo Yo Nah Prachodayat.

Om Bhoor Bhuvah Svah Bluegrass

How the Balloon Was Launched

the balloon rises (high in the sky),
hope swells with hot air
as kansas fades beyond reach
but (goodbye sings softly)

three days pass, silent and thick,
the scarecrow keeps his thoughts tight,
tinman’s heart rattles soft and kind,
the lion roars with nothing left to fear,
but kansas calls (and my heart strains)

on the fourth day, oz whispers, “begin—
green silken dreams will carry us home.”
i sew strips of green, binding each seam
into a vessel of hope,
but kansas still feels a world away

the balloon swells (twenty feet tall),
each stitch pulling kansas close,
tinman’s fire fuels wood and flame,
and oz readies to leave
his emerald city behind

the balloon rises, high in the sky,
with kansas in my dreams,
but the path back won’t be the same

the crowd gathers, their eyes wide,
oz climbs in and calls to me,
“come, dorothy!”
but toto’s run off, wild and free
barking at shadows in the crowd

as i find him, the ropes snap,
the balloon rises, untethered,
oz floats away (untouchable, gone)
and kansas slips further
than i can ever reach

But just as I reach, the ropes snap free,
And the balloon floats up without me.
The balloon's rising, high in the sky,
With hope in our hearts, we’re saying goodbye.
I’m chasing dreams of Kansas plains,
But the path back home won’t be the same.
I scream, “Come back!” but he’s too high,
Waving from the clouds as he fades from sight.
The people cheer, but tears I hide,

we wave, we cheer, (i hide my tears)
the balloon soars high into forever,
each dream strung in the air,
tugged by ropes that crack, snap,
and rise, into kansas skies

For Oz is gone, and here I bide.
A balloon flies off with my hope in tow,
And Kansas feels further than I’ll ever know.
we wave, we cheer, but tears
spill like secrets
kansas is so far beyond
the clouds where oz disappears,
my dreams, strung up in the air—
tugged by ropes that crack, snap,
and rise into
forever

Take Two -- How The Balloon Was Launched. (OZ)

"Breathing Through Fear" captures the tender moment when a mother helps her child face test anxiety with gentle wisdom and calming techniques. Through soft verses and soothing harmonies, it tells the story of morning jitters transformed by patient guidance and shared breathing exercises. From untouched breakfast toast to carefully counted pencils, the song weaves together a mother's steady support and a child's journey from panic to peace. It celebrates how sometimes the greatest lessons aren't about test scores at all, but about finding strength through fear with love's gentle guidance.

Breathing Through Fear

“Soft Warm Kisses on Your Forehead” by Dr. Elliot Lach is a heartfelt song from a father to his young son, reflecting on the tender moments of tucking him in at night. As the father prepares to leave for war, he laments the fleeting nature of childhood and expresses hope that his son will remember these cherished moments. The song carries a deep wish that the son will one day enjoy a peaceful life, free from the separations his father must endure. In the midst of ongoing wars, it delivers a message of peace and hope, wrapped in a father’s enduring devotion.

Soft Warm Kisses On Your Forehead

i wait on bergen street 
hoping youd show up
couples passing hurriedly
knowing you would stop
my people watching
we'd start marching
to the beat of the block
i walk off bergen street
saying who would take that shot

but, can you just stay
can we stay like this forever
can we delay all the plans that we made
in a ny minute, all will fade away

i think new york is the worst place to be when you['re not here
nightmares, scandals, vanity; cheaters are everywhere
and it freaks out how everyone does it but no one calls it out
eliza said that the boys are to blame; but i cant help but doubt

its my drama talking
so i keep marching to the beat of my drum
i walk alone most nights saying i cant screw this up

but, can you just stay
can you stay with me forever
can we delay all the plans that we made
in a ny minute, all will fade away

its the way that you look at me, makes me feel like dancing
i can take all the scars and bruises, but i dont think i could lose you
all the minutes move into one; look up, battles done, we've won

but, can we just stay
can we stay like this forever
can we delay all the plans that we made
in a ny minute, all will fade away

new york minute - 11:29:23, 1.39 AM

Created with Udio AI. Original lyrics to make you cringe. 

essex road

HAPPY NOW

From Charleston to Grace

Once Upon A Time

where does your journey take you ?

 ©lyric Jul 2023 https://allpoetry.com/poem/17293697-Growin-Home-by-Lockdown-Larcs
with great thanks for AI music providing me with the ability to show the song potential


Growin Home

.....Crying.
..........Crying.
...............Crying.
....................Crying.

I've been crying.
Time's been drying my tears.
It's been an all-nighter
.....again-
talking to myself,
.....walking home slowly
..........in the pouring rain.
Love and laughter
have hidden themselves
.....from me.
I am a disaster
.....in the making.
Please don't stare
at the evidence of
.....my heart breaking.

I am so fearful.
I am fearful of the future.
I am afraid to lay down.
I might drown in your arms
.....again.
..........l will try
to be more bi than gay.
We have to have options-
ways to live another day.
There are no rules.
All the rules were written
to confuse the fools.
Oh! I've been crying.
.....Crying.
..........Crying.
...............Crying.

I've been crying.
Time's been drying my tears.
It's been an all-nighter
.....again-
talking to myself,
.....walking home slowly
..........in the pouring rain.
Love and laughter
have hidden themselves
.....from me.
I am a disaster
.....in the making.
Please don't stare
at the evidence of
.....my heart breaking.

I am so fearful.
I am fearful of the future.
I am afraid to lay down.
I might drown in your arms
.....again.
..........l will try
to be more bi than gay.
We have to have options-
ways to live another day.
There are no rules.
All the rules were written
to confuse the fools.
Oh! I've been crying.
.....Crying.
..........Crying.
...............Crying.
....................Crying.
.....Crying.
..........Crying.
...............Crying.
....................Crying.
.....Crying.
..........Crying.
...............Crying.
....................Crying.

Crying

CRYING

Nik Bear Brown – Known for his unique storytelling style, Nik Bear Brown fuses traditional folk themes with modern insights, especially in ballads and narrative songs.

Nik Bear Brown is a songwriter seamlessly blending the roles of poet, lyricist, and digital artist to craft immersive sonic experiences.  Nik Bear writes new songs and novel arraignment's of public domain classics. With a deep appreciation for the power of words, he weaves intricate narratives and evocative imagery into his lyrics, capturing the essence of human emotions and experiences.

Embracing the digital age, Nik utilizes cutting-edge electronic tools to enhance every facet of his music. From manipulating his vocals with innovative effects to exploring unique arrangements, he creates a rich tapestry of sound that elevates the poetry within his songs. This fusion of traditional poetic elements and modern technology not only amplifies the emotional depth of his work but also invites listeners to engage with his artistry in new and exciting ways.