Addicted to Love

Addicted to Love

I'm addicted to love

I don't have an excuse

I could lie about it

But what'd be the use?

A chemical cocktail

It's my super-juice

Love is my foundation

A key, not a noose

(chorus)Addicted to Love

It's Not a Crime

Addicted to Love

All Love--All the time

It's the thrill of attraction

The thrill of the chase

And memories tender

Which time can't erase

The sound of your voice

The light when you smile

The touch of your fingers

Thrills me all the while

I never get tired of looking at you

I'm constantly happy that you are my boo

And if any of this

Should ever change

I know for certain

I'll love again

© Imo Music 2009

I AM HERCULE

Unencumbered by Science/

Or any appliance/

I check out my world/

Like Hercule Poirot/

Low tech methodology/

Combined with psychology/

Exposes a universal mentality:/

We all want freedom/

We all want health/

We all want love/

and lots of wealth/

We all want looks/

add a dab of charis/

that's the human condition/

the way it is

The human race/

Puts on a good face/

Kindness and courage/ are commonplace/

Simple love is what keeps us on track/

Which is good, because there's no going back

It's well that it's an expanding Universe/

With all my love encrypted in verse

I never learned to be brief and terse/

A long-winded Imo/

For better or worse

© Imo Music 2011

April 10, Mill Valley

Some Sunday Rhymes

Mellow Sunday Morning

You are completely mine/ And that goes for all time

We both feel it's fine/ That our hearts align

Something has birthed itself/ alive as champagne fizz

Transmutation through union/ shows that love is all there is

That devil in the details/ need not apply to us

Nor the definitions/ which cause so much fuss

There may be no label/ For our dual experience

But mutual affection/ Is the feeling which takes prominence

We may not have a future, a present, or a past

But knowing that you're loving me/ Is all that I could ask

I burned another pot today/ While writing my poetry

Cooking takes a second place/ when thinking of your face

My love is existential/ perhaps a bit minimalist/

Yet the tingle is no swindle/ imagining your kiss

The honor of your regard/ remains a compliment/

A dyed-in-wool romantic/ is this what was meant?

On this Sunday morning/ I drink a loving cup/

If you had not appeared in flesh/ I'd have to make you up.

Weather Girl Four

Two of my worlds collided today/

Turned out pretty well/

I'm happy to say/

Strict Rastafari meets halfway/

When I say, hey/

it's OK to be gay!

That's how we roll here by the Bay/

Ditto on drinking/ oh-blah-dee/

Oh blah day/

Even Jah-wari a big bobo dread/

Had to lose screw face/

And show love instead

Sake explains my new set of buds/

Young Chinese-Americans/

cute but not studs/

We broke down barriers of insularity/

I thought they were dope/

they thought same of me/

And although toasted/

They remained classy/

A great 48 hour party

And now I'm at home/

The rain falling hard/

It's finally time to let down my guard/

In remaining Imo/

I put up a good fight/

And now, gentle reader/ goodnight/

goodnight

© Imo Music 2011

Supermoon: The Deana Trilogy

Love without the Sting

As a life-long romantic/

and passionate lover/

I felt my heart-quotient/

was high as any other/

I bought into the 'bittersweet'

belief/

but going beyond that one/

brings me relief/

I know you can love deep/ and without grief/

And by my example/

I will teach

Love without the Sting/

Love without the Sting/

Love without the Sting/

Love without the Sting

You can choose in an instant/

The scene you're creating/

By looking for the thought which feels best/

love or hating?/

When the loving thought is always/

the one which feels best/

You've found the secret to happiness

You've got to focus on the good stuff/

Let all else delete/

Think just of happy endings/

And no more''bittersweet'

Love Without the Sting

Love Without the Sting

Love Without the Sting

Love without the Sting

© 2011 Imo Music

Licence To Love

Intro(spoken word)Mr. Bond?

James Bond?

Yes, it's me/ imo

Can you help me, Mr. Bond?

OK, James

I need an appointment with "M"?

I need a licence/

Not to kill/ no 007/

I need a license to love!!!

(chorus) License to love/

I need a/

License to love X 2

My heart's in the right place/

I set a fast pace/

I may be bull/ in a china shoppe/

But when I love/

I don't stop

License to love

License to love

I always barge in heart first/

It's always bulging/

But it won't burst/

Gregory's gone/

I'm the night nurse/

But don't be frightened.

It could be worse/

I'll fire warning shots/

You'll disperse/

(chorus)Licence to Love

Licence to Love

Licence to love/

Licence to love

I've got a record/

As long as your arm/

A heavy rep to go along/

If you should cause/

my heart to beat/

I won't try to be discreet/

Give up/ my dear/

Accept defeat

(chorus)I've got a

Licence to love/

Licence to Love/

Licence to love

© 2011 Imo Music

Licence To Love

Love Explosion (Sufi Style)

What feels as good as love?/

Nothing in the world/

Great results like wind whipped flags/ unfurl/

When love's high on your list/

You don't mind the risk/ risk/

Coming from a place of bliss/

Life goes nice/

as you would wish/

Real life without artifice/

An inner glow/

a constant kiss

This comes from feeling loved/

And feeling loved/ best comes from loving/

Love Explosions/

as I would say!

Always spiral outwardly/

Expanding waves of joy/

joy and positivity/

'Cause that's all there is/

do you see?

What's called acting impulsively/

Creates a Love Reality/

Positive nuclear activity/

Exploding waves of ecstasy

Exploding waves of ecstasy

Whirlwinds of interplay/

As heart-whorls twirl us lovingly/

A stunning play of ecstasy/

A dazzling dance, as of Sufi

(chorus) Love Explosion X 4

St. Patrick's Play

You know me as Imo/

But my name's Maureen/

Which makes me part Irish/

A seasonal colleen/

To celebrate/

I chose to make/

A dish fit for a queen/

And as they are verdant/

I say: Baking of the Green

Baking of the Green

Baking of the Green

Only slightly legal/

The Baking of the Green

Tsunami or not 2 B?

Tsunami Poem

A natural curiosity/

About a tsunami/

A giant swell/

Could very well/

Be the end of me

To be swept out to sea/

While strolling in Mill Valley/

That would be/

Extremely trippy.

At 23 Janes Street/

In the foothills of Mt. Tam/

I'm likely to stay high and dry/

So that is where I am

Safety first/

It could be worse/

Let the Raiders know/

A change of route/

Would be astute/

A safer way to go

By noon this should be history/

The waves' effect no mystery/

I'll be trodding on the path/

Observing the aftermath

Call me a whus, a whimp, or scaredy cat/

But below sea level is not where it's at/

I'm sure you and yours will be safe and sound/

But for the moment I'm taking high ground

In a moment of truth/

It must be said/

What a great excuse/

To stay in bed :) i

Mar 11. 2011

© Imo Music 2011