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Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Senior Year - Narbonne High School

Beverly Ann Kegley

Beverly Ann Kegley
Beverly in Junior High School

Tuesday, April 30, 2013

Dear Beverly

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Just stopped by to say hello.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Carvajal, Beverly Ann Carvajal, Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey



Retribution?

The friend?
The sibling?
The child?

God?

Who?

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



--> You were cold as the blood through your bones
And the light which led us from our chosen homes
Well I was lost

And now I sleep
Sleep the hours and that I can't weep
When all I knew was steeped in blackened holes
I was lost

Keep the earth below my feet
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let me learn from where I have been
Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn

And I was still
I was under your spell
When I was told by Jesus all was well
So all must be well

Just give me time
You know your desires and mine
So wrap my flesh in ivy and in twine
For I must be well

Keep the earth below my feet
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let me learn from where I have been
Oh keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
Oh keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn

Keep the earth below my feet
For all my sweat, my blood runs weak
Let me learn from where I have been
Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn
Keep my eyes to serve, my hands to learn

Monday, April 29, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal Los Angeles Dodger Fan



You boys are 12 and 12
as order was restored yesterday
by your boy Kershaw.

How he has lost
two games is a head-scratcher.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



Finished with my woman
'cause she couldn't help me with my mind
People think I'm insane
because I am frowning all the time

All day long I think of things
but nothing seems to satisfy
Think I'll lose my mind
if I don't find something to pacify

Can you help me, occupy my brain?
Oh yeah
I need someone to show me
the things in life that I can't find
I can't see the things that make true happiness,
I must be blind

Make a joke and I will sigh
and you will laugh and I will cry
Happiness I cannot feel and
love to me is so unreal

And so as you hear these words
telling you now of my state
I tell you to enjoy life
I wish I could but it's too late


Sunday, April 28, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Ralph Tribbey, Beverly Kegley, Beverly Carvajal


A beautiful morning.
Memory in the breeze.

Your smile glimmers on the water
left from the morning dew.

You are here, in my heart; our hearts.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.



Woohoohoo
Woohoohoo

Debbie just hit the wall
She never had it all
One Prozac a day
Husband's a CPA
Her dreams went out the door
When she turned twenty four
Only been with one man
What happened to her plan?

She was gonna be an actress
She was gonna be a star
She was gonna shake her ass
On the hood of Whitesnake’s car
Her yellow SUV is now the enemy
Looks at her average life
And nothing has been alright since

Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she’s uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985

Woohoohoo
(1985)
Woohoohoo

She’s seen all the classics
She knows every line
Breakfast Club, Pretty in Pink
Even Saint Elmo’s Fire
She rocked out to Wham
Not a big Limp Bizkit fan
Thought she’d get a hand
On a member of Duran Duran

Where’s the mini-skirt made of snake skin
And who’s the other guy that's singing in Van Halen
When did reality become T.V.
Whatever happened to sitcoms, game shows
(on the radio was)

Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she’s uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985

Woohoohoo

She hates time make it stop
When did Motley Crue become classic rock?
And when did Ozzy become an actor?
Please make this stop
Stop!
And bring back

Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she’s uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 1985

Woohoohoo

Bruce Springsteen, Madonna
Way before Nirvana
There was U2 and Blondie
And music still on MTV (woohoohoo)
Her two kids in high school
They tell her that she’s uncool
Cause she's still preoccupied
With 19, 19, 1985

Saturday, April 27, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal Los Angeles Dodger Fan


Another beautiful spring morning.
Cats are ready to rumble.

I got a suggestion for a tune today …

I am told that you knew
all of the words and that you would
sing along on your way to Dodger Stadium.

You and your tunes.

... enjoy.


Us and Them
And after all we're only ordinary men
Me, and you
God only knows it's not what we would choose to do
Forward he cried from the rear
and the front rank died
And the General sat, as the lines on the map
moved from side to side
Black and Blue
And who knows which is which and who is who
Up and Down

And in the end it's only round and round and round
Haven't you heard it's a battle of words
the poster bearer cried
Listen son, said the man with the gun
There's room for you inside
Down and Out

It can't be helped but there's a lot of it about
With, without
And who'll deny that's what the fighting’s all about
Get out of the way, it's a busy day
And I've got things on my mind
For want of the price of tea and a slice
The old man died




Friday, April 26, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.


Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Beautiful spring morning.

Have a tune for you today
Some classic rock …
from your Disraeli Gears Cream LP

You wore it out …
and then placed in on the shelf
to make room for Led Zeppelin.

  Enjoy


It's getting near dawn,
When lights close their tired eyes.
I'll soon be with you my love,
To give you my dawn surprise.
I'll be with you darling soon,
I'll be with you when the stars start falling.

I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

I'm with you my love,
The light's shining through on you.
Yes, I'm with you my love,
It's the morning and just we two.
I'll stay with you darling now,
I'll stay with you till my seas are dried up.

I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.
 
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.
 
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
I've been waiting so long
To be where I'm going
In the sunshine of your love.

Thursday, April 25, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

         Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.


Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal

Same as yesterday,
June gloom in April.

Shouldn’t complain,
not snowing; raining.

Have a tune for you today

Did you listen to this tune?
Did you hear the words?
Did they touch you?

… enjoy.


Trying to live and love,
With a heart that can't be broken,
Is like trying to see the light with eyes that can't be opened.
Yeah, we both carry baggage,
We picked up on our way, so if you love me do it gently,
And I will do the same.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
Cause we are glass.

I'll let you look inside me, through the stains and through the cracks,
And in the darkness of this moment,
You see the good and bad.
But try not to judge me, 'cause we've walked down different paths,
But it brought us here together, so I won't take that back.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
We are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.

We might be oil and water, this could be a big mistake,
We might burn like gasoline and fire,
It's a chance we'll have to take.

We may shine, we may shatter,
We may be picking up the pieces here on after,
We are fragile, we are human,
And we are shaped by the light we let through us,
We break fast, cause we are glass.
We are glass.

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Dear Beverly

Just stopped by to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


June gloom again today.
Don’t matter to the cats.
Out they go to celebrate the day.

Have a tune for you today …
A sad, sad country song …
That kind of day …
Enjoy.


Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone.
Everything that I've got is just what I've got on.
When that sun is high in that Texas sky
I'll be bucking it to county fair.
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo I'll be there.

They took my saddle in Houston, broke my leg in Santa Fe.
Lost my wife and a girlfriend somewhere along the way.
Well I'll be looking for eight when they pull that gate,
And I'm hoping that judge ain't blind.
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's on my mind.

Amarillo by morning, up from San Antone.
Everything that I've got is just what I've got on.
I ain't got a dime, but what I got is mine.
I ain't rich, but Lord I'm free.
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.
Amarillo by morning, Amarillo's where I'll be.

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

       You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



June gloom in April.
It will burn off … nice day ahead.

Miss you.

I am blessed in many ways.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.

"You can be amazing"

That was the message 
... and a tune.   Simple.

Why was it such a threat?

"You can be amazing"


You can be amazing
You can turn a phrase into a weapon or a drug
You can be the outcast
Or be the backlash of somebody’s lack of love
Or you can start speaking up
Nothing’s gonna hurt you the way that words do
And they settle ‘neath your skin
Kept on the inside and no sunlight
Sometimes a shadow wins
But I wonder what would happen if you

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

Everybody’s been there, everybody’s been stared down
By the enemy
Fallen for the fear and done some disappearing
Bow down to the mighty
Don’t run, stop holding your tongue
Maybe there’s a way out of the cage where you live
Maybe one of these days you can let the light in
Show me how big your brave is

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

Innocence, your history of silence
Won’t do you any good
Did you think it would?
Let your words be anything but empty
Why don’t you tell them the truth?

Say what you wanna say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

With what you want to say
And let the words fall out
Honestly I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I wanna see you be brave

I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you
I just wanna see you

Monday, April 22, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

          You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal



It’s a simple thing.
Nothing complicated.

Just a promise.
That’s all.

My promise.

You were never alone.
But you thought you were.

Dying of congestive heart failure,
but not being treated.
You didn't even know;
just take another pill ... you're confused.
 
Not even diagnosed,
otherwise you would have been
in the emergency room.

Pills, pills and more pills.
Warehoused and nothing more.

Looking back I get so angry.
Let it go.
Let it go.
Let it go.

Just remember; celebrate.
Celebrate a life; your life.
Celebrate.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


You're still the brightest star
that lights up my midnight sky
Every time I think about you
I laugh right after I cry

You're everywhere I turn
and your every girl I see walkin' by
And everyone says I'll get over you
It just takes time

I've done everything
To try and let go
I've done all that I can do

I'm missing you
I miss your every move
without you around
I feel my world coming down
I'm missing you
I'm thinking all I can do
is keep movin' on
And maybe you'll see you're wrong
For leavin' me
And did you know that every night
When I fall asleep
Every one of my dreams
Involve kissin' you
And everyday I'm awake
I'm missing you

I talk on the street
And I can barely speak my name
Just one thought about you
And I forget what I have to say

I reach for the phone
But I know i'm only an old flame
It would be a tough call
But after all I'm the one who's to blame

Nothing I've tried
Can get you out of my mind
Theres nothing that I can do

I'm missing you
I miss your every move
without you around
I feel my world coming down
I'm missing you
I'm thinking all I can do
is keep movin' on
And maybe you'll see you're wrong
For leavin' me
And did you know that every night
When I fall asleep
Every one of my dreams
Involve kissin' you
And everyday I'm awake
I'm missing you

I'm missing you
I miss your every move
I'm not strong enough
To let go of your love
But girl it's true
That somehow I keep holding on
Even though you're long gone


Sunday, April 21, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by on this beautiful spring day to say that your memory is cherished.

           Mi Amor, you remembered.

Always.



Beautiful day.
A perfect day.

We won’t talk about your boys.
They are in a race to the bottom with mine.

Long season,
be thankful for this beautiful day.

Sad that you are not here to enjoy it.
Sad, so incredibly sad.

Do I hear an “oh wells” in the breeze?
Thought I did; I’m sure I did.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.




All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places
Worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere
Going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression
No expression
Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow
No tomorrow
No tomorrow
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy birthday
Happy birthday
And to feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen
Sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me
No one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me
Look right through me
And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world
Mad world

And I find it kind of funny
I find it kind of sad
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
'Cos I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it's a very very
Mad world
Mad world
Halargian world
Mad world

Saturday, April 20, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

         You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal, Beverly Carvajal, Matisyahu: One Day

A beautiful spring morning.

You know, it sits there, like a cancer.

The anger.   

The sadness.

It is so hard not 
to give way to hate; hating.

How does one forgive 
the unforgivable?

Working on it ... working on it.

Have a tune for you today ... enjoy.


Sometimes I lay
Under the moon
And thank God I'm breathing
Then I pray
Don't take me soon
'Cause I am here for a reason

Sometimes in my tears I drown
But I never let it get me down
So when negativity surrounds
I know some day it'll all turn around because...

All my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
For the people to say
That we don't wanna fight no more
There will be no more wars
And our children will play
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day

It's not about
Win or lose
Because we all lose
When they feed on the souls of the innocent
Blood-drenched pavement
Keep on moving though the waters stay raging

In this maze you can lose your way (your way)
It might drive you crazy but don't let it faze you no way (no way)

Sometimes in my tears I drown (I drown)
But I never let it get me down (get me down)
So when negativity surrounds (surrounds)
I know some day it'll all turn around because...

All my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
For the people to say
That we don't wanna fight no more
There will be no more wars
And our children will play
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day

One day this all will change
Treat people the same
Stop with the violence
Down with the hate

One day we'll all be free
And proud to be
Under the same sun
Singing songs of freedom like
One day
One day

All my life I've been waiting for
I've been praying for
For the people to say
That we don't wanna fight no more
There will be no more wars
And our children will play
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day
One day

Friday, April 19, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

            You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Carvajal, Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Beautiful day ahead.
I am blessed.

The warmth of the
sunshine on my shoulders.
I am blessed.

Have a tune for you today
from your boy … enjoy.


I was always the crazy one
I broke into the stadium
And I wrote your number on the 50 yard line
You were always the perfect one
And the Valedictorian so
Under your number I wrote "call for a good time"

I only wanted to catch your attention
But you overlooked me somehow
Besides you had too many boyfriends to mention
And I played my guitar too loud.

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now,
Now that I'm on my way?
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standin’ here today?
I couldn’t make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do you like me now?

When I took off to Tennessee
I heard that you made fun of me
Never imagined I'd make it this far
Then you married into money girl
Ain’t it a cruel and funny world?
He took your dreams and tore them apart.

He never comes home
And you’re always alone
And your kids hear you cryin’ down the hall
Alarm clock starts ringin’
Who could that be singin’
It’s me baby, with your wake up call!

How do you like me now?
How do you like me now,
Now that I'm on my way?
Do you still think I'm crazy
Standin’ here today?
I couldn’t make you love me
But I always dreamed about living in your radio
How do you like me now?

Tell me baby...
I will free tone on...

Thursday, April 18, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

      Oh Doll, you remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Sweep!!!   I’ll say no more.

I was struck by the
incredible sadness of it all
as I listened to the game
on the way home last night.  

I just want to curl up
into a ball and cry sometimes.

Let it go, I tell myself.
Let it go.
Let it go.

Have a tune for you today … Enjoy.


Winding your way down on Baker Street
Light in your head and dead on your feet
Well, another crazy day
You'll drink the night away
And forget about everything
This city desert makes you feel so cold
It's got so many people, but it's got no soul
And it's taken you so long
To find out you were wrong
When you thought it held everything

You used to think that it was so easy
You used to say that it was so easy
But you're trying, you're trying now
Another year and then you'd be happy
Just one more year and then you'd be happy
But you're crying, you're crying now

Way down the street there's a light in his place
He opens the door, he's got that look on his face
And he asks you where you've been
You tell him who you've seen
And you talk about anything
He's got this dream about buying some land
He's gonna give up the booze and the one-night stands
And then he'll settle down
In some quiet little town
And forget about everything

But you know he'll always keep moving
You know he's never gonna stop moving
'Cause he's rolling, he's the rolling stone
And when you wake up, it's a new morning
The sun is shining, it's a new morning
And you're going, you're going home

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

           You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


Your Dodgers got pounded by my boys last night.
Sorry.   In two nights in Los Angeles
the Padres have double their win output for the season.

Go figure.   Kershaw tonight.

Saw a short video this morning
about a forensic artist doing sketches.
Didn’t know where it was going at first.

Various women came in and sat down
on the other side of a curtain — he could not see them.
He then asked them for
a description of their face. 
What they saw of themselves.

Then another person came
in and sat down
and described the same woman
as they saw them.

The self-description was,
in many cases,
very different from
that of the other person.

The beauty that others she in someone,
they may not see in themselves.
That was the point of the little video.

The beauty that we saw in you;
Your smile, the pleasant way about you.
The humor; a mother’s love and more.

You were beautiful,
and yet you were made to see
that you were not.

And sadly, there a came a point
where you believed the lie.

Have a tune for you today … enjoy.


You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me


You are so wonderful
To me
You are so wonderful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so wonderful
To me


You are so beautiful
To me
You are so beautiful
To me
Can't you see
You're everything I hoped for
You're everything I need
You are so beautiful
To me




Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Dear Beverly


Just stopped by to say hello.

      You remembered me.

Always.

Beverly Ann Kegley Carvajal


You know it is going
to be a long season
when your pitcher
is the one supplying the offense.

A three-run shot by
our pitcher took
your boys down last night, sorry.

Have a tune for you this morning.

“Through the tears of the day
Of the years, ba-a-a-by
Just call me angel of the morning, Angel”

Each day, 
knowing why
you are not here
has a tear just there, 
ready … ready to run.  

You don’t always see them,
but they are there; they are there.

… Enjoy.


There'll be no strings to bind your hands
Not if my love can't bind your heart
There's no need to take a stand
For it was I who chose to start
I see no need to take me home
I'm old enough to face the dawn


Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Then slowly turn away from me


Maybe the sun's light will be dim
And it won't matter anyhow
If morning's echo says we’ve sinned
Well, it was what I wanted now
And if we're the victims of the night
I won't be blinded by light


Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Then slowly turn away
I won't beg you to stay with me


Through the tears of the day
Of the years, ba-a-a-by
Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, baby
Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, darlin'

Just call me angel of the morning, Angel
Just touch my cheek before you leave me, darlin'