Here is Taylor Swift's entire birthday present this year, made public by her request.
(All poems are dedicated to her.)
Part 1 of the early birthday present: click here
Part 2 of the early birthday present: click here
Part 3 of the early birthday present: click here
Next is part 4 of the early birthday present, which was delivered between December 2-12.
the way to up
the way to up
is to climb a hill
stand with pride at the top
then to go to the peak of the mountain's trail.
the way to up
is to stand by the shore of the beach
let the waves break on you tremendously
and then to take to land full speed.
the way to up
is some coffee brewed.
a child sitting at a table set for two
solemnly commiting his life for a holy Jew.
the way to up
is a jug of water
joyfully taken from the well
and talking to the Godhead, the Messiah,
about life everlasting,
water that is never ending
and bread that can feed you forever,
a painted city-gate where you always
hear her voice singing.
the way to up
is deftly steering,
the mainstay soaring
while the captain is waving
a twelve star flag
for the Israelite nation
with fourteen stripes
for each generation,
letting go of strife
and placidly contemplating
the meaning of life
with the whole world spinning,
headed North to land,
by the slant of the Spirit,
stars guiding your way,
an eternal seranade heard up from heaven.
what's it to gain the entire Earth
while you can freely be given life?
Next is the beginning of a utopia entitled A King and a Queen:
A King and a Queen
a king and a queen
blu bought tiea a home
where they could dwell in all alone
and walk to town
to see some faces,
go out and come back to pillow cases,
a comforter splayed out for two,
gold and lavendar embroided tapestry
behind the bed, against the wall,
where they could make love with the stereo on.
upon first arriving tiea and blu
planted a tree, a willow sapling
with wisdom to bequeath,
beside the bubbling creek
where deer pass and go to drink,
and they could wade in, explore,
go where it leads.
they took a raft one day
a million miles away
and saw streams of smiling faces,
for tiea was famous, a dancer,
and they were so grateful she would meet them.
on that journey, they ate berries and leafs
of the mystique tree, hidden ivy towering sheaths
that give rise to many hidden things,
like the most royal castles in all the world,
where blu will lead tiea to live
when they get a little older
and blu and tiea become king and queen.
a king and a queen ii
the two sit down together
on a straw bench,
with rounded arms,
strong, unright legs
and think about
their new house-
being in it together,
and they mention making love forever.
he leans toward her and says,
- oh, how you make me feel blessed,
every day when i'm with you
is the best i've ever known.
she turns to him and says,
- i know- how true is that?
we'll walk together forever
through anything.
wherever we go, because of you
i'm blessed. you are my treasure,
there's nothing more i could have.
he placidly holds her hand,
keeps looking in her eyes and says,
- we're always together,
always and forever,
you make my heart beat strong
all the day long
and i am so grateful
for your wonderful ways,
your beautiful ways,
forever and always,
you are so beautiful
it's true, i can't get enough of you.
standing on a cliff, looking at miles of land,
all i see is you, in my picturesque view,
i am so grateful for all you are
you'll always be the treasure in my heart.
she leans against him and says,
- oh, you make me glad,
wherever we go we walk together
with God by our side and mountains of joy.
he holds her close and says,
- i am so grateful for you and Jesus,
your beautiful ways are stunning
and your faith is overflowing.
i want so much for you to know
no matter what happens
you're always my very best friend
and i care for you with all i am.
a king and a queen iii
blu and tiea spent a year or so
enjoying their time alone
and getting to know
the townspeople.
they would enjoy eating kiwi
then sipping on raki
and going to see them
in the town hall meeting.
one evening the mayor expressed to blu
- i don't know what to do?
i had a bad dream
and it seems to be an omen.
blu interpreted the dream and came to understand
there would be a famine in the land.
the mayor appointed him head of the town
and blu gathered all the townspeople around.
he made a plan to keep them equipped
with barrels of food for the winter
and the ensuing seasons.
in one of the blueberry fields they were harvesting
blu took tiea to walk together in, and to bring her to a place to dance,
they held hands and went on in,
and then said in unison,
- i'll walk with you forever in blueberry fields together.
the blueberries bopped their heads,
square danced and said,
- tiea, oh tiea, we've been waiting for you to dance.
tiea danced herself in a cyclone
of quick motions twirling,
her whole body whirling.
blu and the blueberries clapped and said,
- you're a great dancer! the best in the world!
you're a great dancer! and a beautiful girl!
then the blueberries sang a mystical song
while blu and tiea slowdanced along.
the town was just fine because of blu's plan
to make the blueberries happy that season
by tiea's awesome sense of rhythm.
they sat 'round the fire and chowed down on blueberries.
and blu and tiea were the happiest in the land.
a king and a queen iv
the town delighted on those blueberries
and, with them, survived two years of famine
and served as a refuge for the neighboring towns
that didn't take as sufficent of action to prepare.
the mayor asked blu about what he should do regarding
the city planning, and blu said,
- trees! trees! plant a lot of trees!
buildings! buildings! make a lot of buildings!
parks! parks! fill the town with parks!
and so it was done.
the town became the most prosperous town in the land,
and blu and tiea did many wonderful things,
like going to art museums and taking hikes through the mountains.
it seemed so beautiful how the whole world was spinning 'round.
a king and a queen v
and it only got more beautiful.
o, beautiful.
it only filled with more
beauty.
for tiea was in it
and she, a fabulous dancer,
was just crazy for blu's romancin'
and before long
the two were declared
king and queen of all the land.
- in this newfound, ever-peaceful federation of nations
let not the least of men be in yearning for what he cannot have.
let men establish common unity and bond in high level order commune.
blu continued his speech and then spoke of the queen
- tiea, as you all know, is the most grand dancer
in all the world. she is fabulous, and she does it
for all you ladies and gentlemen, all you boys and girls.
we simply can't appreciate her enough for all she does for us.
on this night her and i have become king and queen of all the land,
and now i ask her to share her wise, wondrous thoughts with you.
tiea began,
- hi everyone, you all know me, i'm tiea the dancing queen!
we will proceed to initiate a dynasty of a loving and just rule.
she explained it some and then they and their posterity carried it out.
it continues until this day.
a king and a queen vi
blu and tiea spent the day
in a melody of conversation about the way
the cross depicts his love for both of them
and all the world, how amazing? blu said.
tiea said, oh joyous harp it's true,
the Lord is great,
i'm so grateful, his awesome ways
are magnificent, and His love is unimaginable.
blu said, yet how strong we feel it,
it fills us up, for He died and He rose,
so we give ourselves up, our lives to the Lord,
for that fills our cup, and feeds us our bread,
miracles for thousands, as the Godhead rules
soverign over Earth, the world bows down to Him,
and respects His order, I am so grateful for His love,
it's unimaginable, it's true- and the amazing thing is
it's for me and for you.
a king and a queen vii
teia and blu in a whirlpool of emotion
levied the chagtzee river in perfect equanimity,
and with wild, unpredictable commotion.
it was just fine, all right, the way the levee shined,
just fine, all right, from the heighest of heights.
in a sweep of perfect motion,
and vertical clouds of the ocean,
a planet was formed,
from the heighest of heights,
from the depths of the sky.
in a unitary cloud of straight lines,
the first man was to see the maker's face,
in a miraculous garden made the right way,
with a heart of sublime fate.
in a quick construct of distant notions,
oh, how the spell was broken,
but with bread and wine, we're doing just fine,
the levees here to stay and we've come a long way.
a king and a queen viii
blu and tiea walked out of their house to the creek
and stopped at the weeping willow tree.
- the tree of life is all i know,
the precious blood and flesh for every single person.
they told the weeping willow tree they appreciated his aphorism,
and continued along their way.
while they were in the creek wading,
blu asked tiea,
- would you like to talk of faith.
- of course i want to talk about faith, blu.
what do you have to say?
- it is the greatest gift
what He did for us
to save us by the cross.
The Lord, Jesus, is so loving,
for He did what He didn't have to do
and He did it for you.
- oh, blu, i can't believe
how holy the Lord is.
it makes me feel so blessed
He has saved me.
they continued walking and stepped out of the creek
to walk in a field of sunflowers,
the sunflowers danced for blu and tiea
and then they continued along their way.
they passed through a deep section of the creek
with a mild current, blu swam and carried tiea.
tiea asked blu,
- what is love?
- love is right here,
between me and you.
- aw, i feel it too
a king and a queen ix
blu and tiea established Clay Love
and all the people were happy.
here are a few more poems- the birthday present:
the trolley
through fog, through valleys,
through rivers, through fields,
the Spirit is flowing,
out of this world.
the people are going
to strawberry fields
to eat lots of strawberries
and talk of the land.
the people are watching
the young prince sing
as he snaps his fingers
and does the pristine.
the people are talking
about children of God
and how great they are
for all the whole Earth.
the people are resting,
in meager hay stacks
while Santa Clause is coming
with reideer and a sled.
the people are dancing,
as she sings her song,
all the night long,
all the night long.
the crisp day
in the autumn harvest
we go and then come back
to a new cultivating season,
good for all we have.
without time or reason,
we do all that we've got,
and as the crops are growing,
the radio's on,
playing that 'ol country song.
playing that 'ol country song.
now is the time
now is the time
to go through the closet,
take out what you can,
and give it to goodwill.
now is the time
to take dollars and cents
for the ringing bells
of the salvation army.
now is the time
to go to the nightstand
and mail that donation
to charity.
now is the time
we have in our pocket
to do whatever we please.
and here is the beginning of a poetry manuscript for her birthday:
at just ‘round
midnight, tiger and blu rendezvoused
on a cliffside-hanging mountaintop introducing
cupid’s bow seaside, moon crescent idiomatic
with nothing for guessing, as the hound dog sprinted
to the teakettle distance, brewed for a longstanding,
spirited, uninterruptible acquiescence to skin and bone
and all the movements that make blu feel at home.
tiger rubbed his hand across the ruby ball and
it felt something strange, yet inspiring and promising
- breathe in quick glances and new chances
- that is just inkling on top of a sap tree
he knew she was coming home.
at the same time, tiea was out on a time crunch
delivering up karl rue’s primetime package
for just after lunch the day before
he said he wanted something more
so she put together in her handbag
a chess set and hour glass, for spilling
a meditation grasp of occasional somethings
just enough to meltdown to
she said she had enough of doing his laundry
and making him show up on time
that the foyer was left open with a large backwards
folding t.v. set on repeat, just so he could eat.
she enjoyed taking care of the elderly,
but she just wanted to spend time with blu.
on a cliffside-hanging mountaintop introducing
cupid’s bow seaside, moon crescent idiomatic
with nothing for guessing, as the hound dog sprinted
to the teakettle distance, brewed for a longstanding,
spirited, uninterruptible acquiescence to skin and bone
and all the movements that make blu feel at home.
tiger rubbed his hand across the ruby ball and
it felt something strange, yet inspiring and promising
- breathe in quick glances and new chances
- that is just inkling on top of a sap tree
he knew she was coming home.
at the same time, tiea was out on a time crunch
delivering up karl rue’s primetime package
for just after lunch the day before
he said he wanted something more
so she put together in her handbag
a chess set and hour glass, for spilling
a meditation grasp of occasional somethings
just enough to meltdown to
she said she had enough of doing his laundry
and making him show up on time
that the foyer was left open with a large backwards
folding t.v. set on repeat, just so he could eat.
she enjoyed taking care of the elderly,
but she just wanted to spend time with blu.
all poetry on this post was written by Ryan Ventriloquist