A feeling of having been here before
But this time I will certainly walk through the door
Understanding that I've been given a chance
To hear the music I've chosen for this dance
Not something to sniff at these days
When it's not easy finding something that pays
So let's hold onto this precious gift
Knowing that through it we are getting a lift
An attempt to write a poem a day for a whole year... no guarantees on quality - just quantity!
A poem a day to keep brain rot away
Join me as I attempt to create a poem a day... whether awesome, bawdy, corny, dreadful, entertaining, fabulous, gross or hilariously hokey, I will try to string together everything from couplets to limericks - just for the fun of fiddling with words!
May 3rd, 2012
Today is quite a special day. I have actually reached the one year mark. I posted my first poem on May 3rd, 2011. I have had a great time doing this. It has basically become a habit and I don’t really want to stop. So, I am going to continue this thread because I have enjoyed it so much. It’s true that most of the poems were terrible. Some were good (or at least I thought so!) but mostly they were a reflection of something I either saw that day, thought of, felt or heard. In any case, I hope you have enjoyed the ride as much as I have. Here’s to letting the word out – come what may!
Friday, January 17, 2014
Thursday, January 16, 2014
Back to the start
I passed through insecurity
A dark, dark please that wasn't good for me
I passed through confidence without mind
But security and comfort I did not find
Now I've reached a new plateau
Where my ignorance has begun to show
I see now how pride pulled me down
Yet I won't leave this humbling town
I understand now I have much to learn
And in my soul I can feel a burn
To return to a place I left long ago
To gain some wisdom and finally grow
A dark, dark please that wasn't good for me
I passed through confidence without mind
But security and comfort I did not find
Now I've reached a new plateau
Where my ignorance has begun to show
I see now how pride pulled me down
Yet I won't leave this humbling town
I understand now I have much to learn
And in my soul I can feel a burn
To return to a place I left long ago
To gain some wisdom and finally grow
Wednesday, January 15, 2014
Onward
Things are looking up, my friend
It goes to show there is no end
Until our Maker calls us up
We must keep refilling our earthly cup
It goes to show there is no end
Until our Maker calls us up
We must keep refilling our earthly cup
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
Unclear
It's hard to understand
The constant shifting of the sand
Although we think our ways are good
There's always that question of "should?"
Should we have done things differently?
Should we have trained more expertly?
Should we have wait longer still?
Should we just accept it was higher Will?
The constant shifting of the sand
Although we think our ways are good
There's always that question of "should?"
Should we have done things differently?
Should we have trained more expertly?
Should we have wait longer still?
Should we just accept it was higher Will?
Thursday, January 9, 2014
Facetime
Don't talk to me of yesterday, I don't want anyone to know
Or remember what I felt that day, as it wasn't meant to show
I'm growing up in little bits, I finding my own voice
But I haven't figured out just yet, to confront my choice
I will get it you will see, in time, I just need some space
And then I'll be able to look everyone in their face
Or remember what I felt that day, as it wasn't meant to show
I'm growing up in little bits, I finding my own voice
But I haven't figured out just yet, to confront my choice
I will get it you will see, in time, I just need some space
And then I'll be able to look everyone in their face
Wednesday, January 8, 2014
Hi again
Ah, the funny twists of fate
That throw us into situations
Where we can't foresee the repercussions!
Only as we mature
Can we see the players in the game
Ensuring the mistakes don't remain the same!
That throw us into situations
Where we can't foresee the repercussions!
Only as we mature
Can we see the players in the game
Ensuring the mistakes don't remain the same!
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Progression
Repression
Proclamation
Vacillation
Anticipation
Emancipation
Degradation
Friday, January 3, 2014
Lost
When manners counted above all things
We were then quite civilized beings
Now the free for all we see
Has resulted in vulgar company
No more polish, spit or shine
Those all belong to a more proper time
We were then quite civilized beings
Now the free for all we see
Has resulted in vulgar company
No more polish, spit or shine
Those all belong to a more proper time
Thursday, January 2, 2014
Fresh foot
Hurrah we've made it
We've passed the line
We've gathered together
To mark this time
No longer hoping for what's not
And ever thankful for what we've got
We've raised a toast to the past
With this meal we break our fast
To the future we look now
Relying on each other to get through the how
We've passed the line
We've gathered together
To mark this time
No longer hoping for what's not
And ever thankful for what we've got
We've raised a toast to the past
With this meal we break our fast
To the future we look now
Relying on each other to get through the how
Wednesday, January 1, 2014
2014 together
We've walked a path of love and loss
We've stuck it out despite the cost
Now as we watch the future unfold
We get to write of moments yet untold
We're growing older, yes, it's true
But yet each day feels fresh and new
Let's all hold hands as we face the year
And stick together remembering what's dear
We've stuck it out despite the cost
Now as we watch the future unfold
We get to write of moments yet untold
We're growing older, yes, it's true
But yet each day feels fresh and new
Let's all hold hands as we face the year
And stick together remembering what's dear
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