Lion-Hearted Duke

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Jan's book is in publication!
So many heroes to thank for what we have now!
Thank you Jan for bringing their stories to us!
Visit www.booksurge.com or www.vanishingheroes.com
if you would like a copy.

If you know a veteran,
Visit with them and ask them for their stories.
I thank them for their service to our world.


Seldom Seen, A scarecrow's dream
I hang in the hopes of replacement
Castles Tall, I built them all
But I dream that I'm trapped in the basement.

And if you ever hear me calling out,
And if you've been by paupers crowned,
Between the worlds of men and make believe
I can be found.

Plans I've made, A masquerade
Fading in fear of the coming day
Heroes' tales, Like nightingales
Wrestle the wind as they run away.

And if you ever hear me calling out,
And if you've been by paupers crowned,
Between the worlds of men and make believe
I can be found.

Garden Gate, An empty plate
Waiting for someone to come and fill.
Scarecrow's dreams, like frozen streams
Thirst for the thaw, But they're running still.

And if you ever hear me calling out,
And if you've been by paupers crowned,
Between the worlds of men and make believe
I can be found.
Dan Fogelberg - ScareCrow's Dream

A song I expect to be played at my final demise....this is the most special of all songs, of all feeling, ever written in a song. The words are unique, but the feeling of the music behind the words makes it the ultimate perfection of sound and words...for me.


To all my friends and family..moments are not forgotten

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race,
He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Danny,
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Danny died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.

Remember to always say what you mean.
If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late. Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.


The Cliff

High in the mountains, So near the stars,
There’s light in the darkness, Soft voices all around.
Cross here to forever, I know you’ve been there too,
What’s now is never, It’s always new.
There was a time when, I gave myself,
To everyone there’s everything, But no one else.
I left the world’s tour, So ends my greed,
Is there innocence in wanting, Just you and me?
So come with me and I’ll show you a world,
So different than the rest....
Tranquility is two suns, Come warm your heart..
With me across the winds of time.................. ©1995

In Loving Memory of Clifford Bishop – the Brightest Soul


Fantasy Girl

With a wave of your hand, you’re in a fairy tale land.
A princess in an ivory tower, possessor of mystical powers.
To bring, bring the knight’s fighting, for her favors.

With a toss of your hair, you’re riding a white mare.
Through forests primeval, to castles medieval.
Keeping an eye out for, hearts to steal.

Like a child plays charades, your dreams are tailor made.
Deep in your crystal ball, you hear the witches call.
Casting your spells over, one and all.

And with a change in the song, you know it won’t be long.
That you’ll be all the rage, of music and the stage.
Singing the songs, the songs, of our age.

Chorus
You’re living in a fantasy girl,
A queen in your own little world
Listening to the voices in the wind.

Does it tell you
When the dream will begin,
Does it tell you when the dream will begin.

Words by Toni, Music by Me Circa 1983


Night Flight

Winds are certain at the first, unsure the next.
Sleep softly, I am near you.
Feel the clouds, and breathe the air.
My love is here to guide you.

Wait a minute woman, watch your past.
What does it mean to be so
Free for all, she walks lonely still.
One day has gone, to night again.

All fires that men may start, burn lower still to die.
Alone on darkened-skies, you wonder why.
Yet the light of life survives the day.
It holds the truth, a flaming brand.
(this verse is derived from a book that I read)

And then the morning comes, bringing with it song.
Oh, the only thing uncertain, in being is
Life and death, work and strife.
Yet so unknown, so many know, but can’t tell.
Take the night flight, the night flight..

mostly my words...Rick Hartzog ©1985


The following are those special words that mean so much to me. "They have said it better than I could ever say"

I thought there was no reason
For all these things I do
But the smile that I sent out returned with you....
a small part of one song from..........
The Doobie Brothers...The Captain and Me album

At the first bell of the day
They rise up from where they lay
And look down with the promise in their hands
A promise to get out
This ain't what it's all about
There's always lots of reasons for their plans
When that golden sun shines through
There's always one more thing to do
Just one more stab into the wishing well

I'm getting out, I'm holding on
I'm hanging in, the time is wrong
And every morning brings another reason
A piece of cake, no lion share
Just one more dice and you'll be there
That golden bridge is just around the bend

Tomorrow is another day
The money junkie fades away
That golden bridge is just around the bend

Ain't that just what they always say - Chris Rea, The Road to Hell


You tell me that I must perish,
Like the flowers that I cherish.
Nothing remaining of my name,
Nothing remembered of my fame.
But the gardens I planted still are young,
And the songs I sang will still be sung.

The above words were published in the first pages of the book "Aztec" by Gary Jennings circa 1980.
The words are a poem or a song by a Toltecan Prince.
I have chosen this, as my epitaph.


I am being rather bold with this but I have been asked the question:
In the upper left corner of this home page, you will see
"Lion-Hearted Duke".
It is derived from my family name which means DUKE:
German: from the Middle High German title of nobility herzoge ‘duke’ (Old High German herizoho, from heri ‘army’ + ziohan ‘to lead’, a calque of the Byzantine title stratçlatçs ‘general’, ‘commander’, from Greek stratos ‘army’ + elaunein ‘to lead’).

My given name Richard, I have assocaiated with the first and only Richard of my family:
Richard I
Born: 8 September 1157
Best Known As: Richard the Lion-Hearted
Therefore:
Lion-Hearted Duke

Not so dis-associated: My Great-Grandmother was from Scotland and her family name MAY have been TAYLOR....this is the middle given name of every male in my family for five generations.