from
S.O.S.: Songs of Sobriety
Video Readings by
C. Steven Blue
C. Steven Blue – Poet, publisher, producer & host of poetry events, musician, artist, multi-media performer and videographer. World renown performance poet, C. Steven Blue, stands outside the normal conventions of modern poetry. He is a lyrical/performance poet, reading and performing his poetry from a unique rhythmic perspective: at the crossroads of poetry and music. He has six published books of his poetry and through his publishing company, Arrowcloud Press, has published other poets as well as poetry anthologies for the city of Eugene, Oregon and the Oregon Poetry Association. He has been published in over a dozen countries and interviewed on television, radio and in literary magazines. He has performed from coast to coast. His work appears in countless literary journals and anthologies, both in print and online. He is also the pioneering author of the very first—ever poetry chapbook actually published as a Facebook page: www.facebook.com/
His website: www.wordsongs.com
Chair Dreams
Picture—
a hopeless drug addict,
isolated in his loneliness,
sitting in a chair, starin’ out his window
dreaming about a world
he cannot participate in,
wishing he could find a way out,
crying in his lonely desperation…
this is called… “Chair Dreams.”
Sitting in my chair
Starin’ out my window
Dreaming about all the things
I’m gonna do… and see… and be
You’re gonna love me
And it’s going to be the best love ever
If I can just get out of this chair
And get it together
Chair dreams
Take me here and there
Chair dreams
Take me everywhere
Chair dreams
Seem so crystal clear
For a moment
But then they’re gone… again
And it’s just another chair dream
I know I was gonna have
A hit song
And a house in the country
Sit in a rocker on my front porch
With endless inspiration
I know I was gonna paint
My masterpiece
And write a prize-winning novel
And I remember it
Sometimes when I’m high enough
But I just can’t seem
To get out of this chair
Can’t seem to get motivated
To go anywhere
And my dream slips away
To the back of my mind
‘Till another day
When the right combination finds
My chair dreams
Chair dreams
Take me here and there
Chair dreams
Take me everywhere
Chair dreams
Seem so crystal clear
For a moment
But then they’re gone… again
It’s just another chair dream
Sittin’ in my chair
Starin’ out the window
Dreamin’ ‘bout all the things…
I’m gonna be
You’re gonna love me
And it’s going to be the best love ever
If I can just get out of this chair
And get it together
Yes, chair dreams
Take me here and there
My chair dreams
They take me everywhere
My chair dreams
Seem so crystal clear
For a moment
But then they’re gone… again
It’s just another chair dream
Chair dreams
Take me here and there
Chair dreams
Take me everywhere
Chair dreams
—Take me outta here
Chair dreams
Seem so crystal clear
For a moment
But then I’m gone again
And it’s just another chair dream
3:44
It’s three forty four
and the dealer’s knockin’ at my door.
Go away—please now,
and set my mind at ease.
I’ve felt that pain many times before.
I don’t want to feel it anymore,
so go away—please, dealer,
leave me alone.
Lord help me!
Don’t let me answer!
I’m so vulnerable
right now.
I want to shut out
the pain inside
and the dealer knows
just how.
Please, oh God,
make the knockin’ go away.
I like the way I feel life now;
it’s getting better day by day.
I feel so alone right now.
Stay by my side.
That old pain came back today.
I broke down and cried.
Tears welled up in me.
Resentments were felt.
But it’s still not as bad
as when the dealer dealt.
So help me walk through
this pain once more;
so I won’t have to wake up
with my face on the floor.
It’s three forty four
and the dealer’s knockin’ at my door.
Go away—please,
and set my mind at ease.
I don’t want to score!
I don’t want to be sore!
I don’t want you no more—for sure!
And it’s three forty four.
The Edge of Things
Here I sit . . .
On the edge of things
Afraid to walk near the Sun
Thrown by the great hand of Destiny
Yearning for dreams yet begun
Out from the sky
Comes the blue light of Love
Shining like all that could be
Strikes me awake
For the first time in ages
Reminds me of what I can see
Reminds me I sing
For the ones still in cages
Convey bits and pieces
That come out in stages
And play to an audience
Fraught with despair
To shine some hope down
Through the darkness they share
I’m sitting here . . . perched
On the edge of things
You wait for me to recite
Born from the image
Of feelings I’ve known
Or gathered from dreams in the night
You gaze in my eyes
With the sadness of tears
For the Lovers of Love
Who still fall . . .
While I sing you the tales
Of the true ones in time
Who . . . knowing their fate
Still risk all
Reminds me I sing
For the ones still in cages
Convey bits and pieces
That come out in stages
And play to an audience
Fraught with despair
To shine some hope down
Through the darkness they share
Here I sit . . .
On the edge of things
Daring to walk near the Sun
Thrown by the great hand of Destiny
Loving the dreams I’ve begun
Yes . . . loving the dreams I’ve begun
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