Share a dream

Lord Frederic Leighton: Cymon and Iphigenia

Sadly smile and turn the pages

realize the darkest ages

now - now that you have gone

try to scream and only whisper

deep inside you only want to call

but you just seem to fall

if we could see what tomorrow brings

forever we'll share a dream

share a dream

turn off the light

and don't be afraid of the night

I need someone to break my fall

and listen when my spirit calls

share a dream

still no one hears ...

I wake alone, you're nowhere near me

somehow someway dreams

all seem too real

the loneliness I feel

my heart is parched my

soul is thirsting

for the cup that your

love just won't fill

the loneliness leaves me still

if we could see what tomorrow brings

forever we'll share a dream

share a dream

turn off the light

and don't be afraid of the night

I need someone to break my fall

and listen when my spirit calls

share a dream

still no one hears ...

I won't be lonely forever, ever, ever

share a dream

cause I know that some day

we'll be together

I need you to break my fall

I need you, I need you

share a dream

let's share a dream

can this be real

I want to know

let's share a dream

just you and I

let's share a dream

(Leatherwolf - Share a dream)

Orion

Frank Frazetta: Invaders

(Metallica: Orion)

My heart remains the same

Dante Gabriel Rossetti: Lady Lilith

I think of you...

Herbert Draper: Water nymph (detail)

Night is falling

I think of you

I'm walking home

I think of you

And as he calls me, yes I do

I think of you

How you doing?

I think of you

As we leave

I think of you

And I smile, I can't hide

I think of you

I don't know where your days are spent

Your lovers and you friends

But I know for sure

Of who you have been thinking

Far beyond the city's lights

Are two who dream a life

Forgive them if they never find their freedom

Their freedom

It's so late

I think of you

He walks me home

I think of you

I'm so sorry, I'm so tired

I think of you

And in the shadows

I think of you

I close my eyes

I think of you

Now I'm falling

I think of you

lalalalalalaay,

lalalalalalaay,

lalalalalalaay,

lalalalalalaay,

lalalalalalaay,

lalalalalalaay,

tararararttaraa i think of you

tararararttaraa

tararararttaraa

As he calls me, yes i do

i think of you..

i think of you of you.

yes i'm falling, i think of you

tararararttaraa

tararararttaraa

I think of you

As he calls my name, yes I do

I think of you

I think of you

I think of you

And in breathing

I think of you

And in seeing

I think of you

I think of you

And in feeling

I think of you

I think of you

And in living

I think of you

Bright lights fading...

( Poetry in motion)

P.S. The post ends here.

Space Crusader

Gerald Brom: Last Crusade

Father

Eleanor Fortescue Brickdale: Father

Father, if all I can be is a man

And all I can ask of you Father, my Father

How can I be in your plan?

Send me a sign from the heavens, in riddle or rhyme

Descend from the skies of forever, pray give me a time

For I have reached the end of the line . . .

Defender of truth and of freedom, am I living a lie?

I render my fruits to thy kingdom, pray give me a sign

For I am weak, how long can I fight?

Father, when can I see you again?

And when can I be with you Father,

You gave up your life for me then,

And when, I needed you Father . . .

When can I see you again?

And when can I be with you Father,

You gave up your life for me then,

And when, I needed a friend . . .

Father, your spirit I'm longing to bring

Through tears can I ask of you Father, my Father

To play your song through my strings . . .

Father, when can I see you again?

And when can I be with you Father,

You gave up your life for me then,

And when, I needed you Father . . .

When can I see you again?

And when can I be with you Father,

You gave up your life for me then,

And when, I needed a friend . . . 

Will you love me tomorrow?!

Boris Vallejo: Alone

Tonight you're mine completely

You give your love so sweetly

Tonight the light of love is in your eyes

Will you love me tomorrow?

Is this a lasting treasure

Or just a moments pleasure

Can I believe the magic of your sighs

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Tonight with words unspoken

You say that I'm the only one

But will my heart be broken

When the night meets the mornin' sun

I'd like to know that your love

Is love I can be sure of

So tell me now and I won't ask again

Will you still love me tomorrow?

So tell me now and I won't ask again

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Will you still love me tomorrow?

Dies Irae (day of wrath)!

Pieter Bruegel the elder: The fall of the rebel angels

( by Thomas of Celano (1200 – c. 1265) )

  Day of vengeance, without morrow!

  Earth shall end in flame and sorrow,

  As from Saint and Seer we borrow.

  Ah! what terror is impending,

  When the Judge is seen descending,

  And each secret veil is rending!

  To the throne, the trumpet sounding,

  Through the sepulchres resounding,

  Summons all, with voice astounding.

  Death and Nature, mazed, are quaking,

  When, the grave's long slumber breaking,

  Man to judgment is awaking.

  On the written Volume's pages,

  Life is shown in all its stages--

  Judgment-record of past ages.

  Sits the Judge, the raised arraigning,

  Darkest mysteries explaining,

  Nothing unavenged remaining.

  What shall I then say, unfriended,

  By no advocate attended,

  When the just are scarce defended?

  King of majesty tremendous,

  By thy saving grace defend us,

  Fount of pity, safety send us!

  Holy Jesus, meek, forbearing,

  For my sins the death-crown wearing,

  Save me, in that day, despairing!

  Worn and weary, thou hast sought me;

  By thy cross and passion bought me--

  Spare the hope thy labors brought me!

  Righteous Judge of retribution,

  Give, O give me absolution

  Ere the day of dissolution!

  As a guilty culprit groaning,

  Flushed my face, my errors owning,

  Hear. O God, Thy suppliant moaning!

  Thou to Mary gav'st remission,

  Heard'st the dying thief's petition,

  Bad'st me hope in my contrition.

  In my prayers no worth discerning,

  Yet on me Thy favor turning,

  Save me from that endless burning!

  Give me, when Thy sheep confiding

  Thou art from the goals dividing.

  On Thy right a place abiding!

  When the wicked are rejected,

  And by bitter flames subjected,

  Call me forth with Thine elected!

  Low in supplication bending.

  Heart as though with ashes blending;

  Cure for me when all is ending.

  When on that dread day of weeping

  Guilty man in ashes sleeping

  Wakes to his adjudication,

  Save him, God! from condemnation!

Been a fool

J.W. Waterhouse: The Danaides

Truth Hurts

Francois Joseph Navez: The Fortune Teller 

You know my will is broken

You've got my heart on hold

I'm lying here in pieces, so cold

It gets so hard to handle

All the things you need to say

But I guess I heard it all before anyway

Is love such a blessing or a curse

Either way

Truth hurts

Well there'll be no more running

Now I've got you face to face

I want to know who you've been loving in my place

You say I had it coming

Try to hold my head up high

Love gave me wings and left me paralyzed

There's nothing left alive

As we watch the spirits die

The world keeps turning

My heart keeps learning

Do you know where the guilty sleep

Babe I've got my pride

Somehow I will survive

The world keeps turning

My heart keeps learning

Do you know where the lonely sleep tonight

Another fallen angel

How far I just can't tell

Living without love is a living hell

Why is love such a blessing or a curse

Baby either way

Truth hurts

Babe I've got my pride

Somehow I will survive

My heart keeps learning

Don't know which is worse

But one thing that I know

Truth hurts 

George de la Tour: The fortune teller

My way

Robert Braithwaite Martineau: The last day in the old home

And now, the end is near, 

And so I face the final curtain. 

My friends, I'll say it clear; 

I'll state my case of which I'm certain. 

I've lived a life that's full - 

I've travelled each and every highway. 

And more, much more than this, 

I did it my way. 

Regrets? I've had a few, 

But then again, too few to mention. 

I did what I had to do 

And saw it through without exemption. 

I planned each charted course - 

Each careful step along the byway, 

And more, much more than this, 

I did it my way. 

Yes, there were times, I'm sure you knew, 

When I bit off more than I could chew, 

But through it all, when there was doubt, 

I ate it up and spit it out. 

I faced it all and I stood tall 

And did it my way. 

I've loved, I've laughed and cried, 

I've had my fill - my share of losing. 

But now, as tears subside, 

I find it all so amusing. 

To think I did all that, 

And may I say, not in a shy way - 

Oh no. Oh no, not me. 

I did it my way. 

For what is a man? What has he got? 

If not himself - Then he has naught. 

To say the things he truly feels 

And not the words of one who kneels. 

The record shows I took the blows 

And did it my way. 

Yes, it was my way. 

Nuclear skies

Boris Vallejo: Reclining woman

Judith (Domenico Zipoli: Adagio for oboe, cello and strings)

Caravaggio: Judith beheading Holofernes

Il canto del vento

(Vacation memories: Grave in Portofino cemetery up the hill)

Ascolto ancora il vento

Che in disparte mi accarezza

Dimenticato pianto

Prigioniero della sera

Pianto, dimenticato pianto

Prigioniero della sera

Un respiro sempre acceso

Seguo e cerco lentamente

Nel sospiro del destino

Vivo per te, sogno di te

Canto di te

Nel cielo incastrata

Timida stella morente

Di canzoni dimenticate

Dai tuoi occhi gia' vissute

Ora vivo e mi consolo... vivo...

Il mio tempo, nelle mani

Nel tuo viso il mio tormento

Il silenzio, il mio domani

Ancorato ad un momento

Vivo per te, sogno di te

Canto di te

Nel cielo incastrata

Timida stella morente

Vissuti dolcemente

Sogni di un' eterna notte

Ora bruciano traditi

Dalle nostre memorie

Lacrime, lacrime di rabbia

Nel mio cuore sempre accese

Parlano, parlano le onde

Di un porto ormai svanito

Vivo per te, sogno di te

Canto di te

Nel cielo incastrata

Timida stella morente

(Rhapsody: Il canto del vento)

I'm still listening to the wind

Who's caressing me aside

Forgotten crying

Eveving's prisoner

Crying, forgotten crying

Evening's prisoner

An endless lighted breath

I follow and slowly search for it

In the fate's whisper

I live for you, I dream of you

I sing for you

Embedded in the sky

Shy dying star

Of forgotten songs

Yet lived by your eyes

Now I live and take comfort... I live...

My time in the hands

My torment in your face

The silence, my future

Anchored to one moment

I live for you, I dream of you

I sing for you

Embedded in the sky

Shy dying star

Sweetly lived

Eternal night dreams

Now they' re burning betrayed

By our memories

Tears, tears of rage

Always lighted in my heart

They're talking, waves are talking

About a harbour, faded by now

I live for you, I dream of you

I sing for you

Embedded in the sky

Shy dying star

I live for you, I dream of you

I sing for you

Embedded in the sky

Shy dying star

I live for you, I dream of you

I sing for you

Shy dying star

 (Vacation memories: Portofino cemetery up the hill and the castles beyond)

(Vacation memories: View of Portofino from cemetery)

Notung! Notung!

Frank Frazetta: Lightning Sword

Cold Fire

J.W. Waterhouse: The Charmer

I walk these streets alone tonight 

The owl dances in my hand 

His eyes are my only light 

I fly on to the neverland 

I dream of days of long ago 

When I was young and free 

Tonight I know that I must go 

And meet my destiny 

Oh cold fire 

Burn my dreams 

Take me away 

Let the darkness end my days 

Cold cold fire 

Falling, fading away 

No laughter, no more pain 

Take me back 

Take me home 

Take me, set free my soul

You don't remember.... I' ll never forget...

Eleanor Brickdale Fortescue: The Uninvited Guest

(Y.J. Malmsteen: You don't remember, I'll never forget)

Lost and forgotten...

Would you believe, Lord of Mercy?

Would you be so good, Lord?

I wanna love her now

And I wanna feel that now with all…

All of those kisses and sweet embraces

Here am I, lost and forgotten

For this cruel, cruel time

When I’m first time in love

Now that is why

Now that is why I sing, Lord of Mercy

And I hope now that you hear me

What are you doing man?

I’m looking at her photos

What should I do with them?

Drop them to the fire

Oh, yes, yes, I’m gonna burn them now

‘Cause I have to forget her now with all…

All of those kisses and sweet embraces

Here am I, lost and forgotten

For this cruel, cruel time

When I’m first time in love

Now that is why

Now that is why I sing, Lord of Mercy

And I hope now that you hear me

Here am I, lost and forgotten

For this cruel, cruel time

First time in love

Now that is why

Now that is why I sing, Lord of Mercy

And I hope now that you hear me

Oh, bring her back to me

Gargoyles, angels of darkness

...the powerful energies of the furthest secret cosmos

heard the prayer of our mother Gaia, the supreme spirit

who gave us the miracle of life... and her dark son breathed new life...

The power of the dragonflame realized what had seemed to be impossible...

And this is then the epic end

of the legendary tale

of the one who found the light

and the dragonflame inside

of the tragic rain of a thousand flames

of the town's defenders who faced real pain

of symphonies of enchanted lands

of whispers of love and hate

The dawn of victory can breathe in the wind

and this would mean the great rebirth

reborn, the one who's giving his life

...the towns lying on the ground

Be one (Be one!) of us (of us!) and

act as all the prophecies want...

To mountains and valleys, to fire and snow,

to sun, moon and wisdom rise your soul...

it's the call...!

Favorite part:

Full:

Sea of love

Edward Poynter: Andromeda

Robert Plant:

Mama do!

Hold me for a while

Sir John Everett Millais: The crown of love

Nobody's fault but mine!

William Holman Hunt: The hireling shepherd

Nobody 's fool

Frank Frazetta: Reassemled man

Lost in cold dreams

Arthur Hughes: Ophelia

(Rhapsody: Lost in cold dreams)

Return to Fantasy

Boris Vallejo: Lilith

Searching every day

Looking every way

Trying to make a connection

To find a piece of the action

Like a hungry poet

Who doesn't know

He is close to perfection

Choice is the question

Moonlight night after moonlight night

Side by side they will see us ride

But if they cared to look, then they would see

It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy

Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy

Can you understand

That in every man

There's a need to unwind

That's never been defined

Somewhere deep within

There's another being

You are somehow abusing

By the person you're using

Moonlight night after moonlight night

Side by side they will see us ride

But if you care to look, then they would see

It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy

Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy

Travelling faster than lightning

Closer than ever before

We can go on for you, and take you nearer to

The legend of mystery from the beginning of time

Dreaming... TIME... Dreaming

We can return to the land of the good and the kind

TIME... Dreaming... TIME... Dreaming

Why don't you come to our party and open your minds

In another place

There's a newer face

Like an unfinished painting

Your creator is waiting

The brush and pen describe

What it is inside

That will set your mind thinking

While the others are sinking

Moonlight night after moonlight night

Side by side they will see us ride

But if they cared to look, then they would see

It's our return to fantasy, fantasy, fantasy, oh yeah

Fantasy, fantasy, fantasy