Knowing then what you know now
Would you have changed the goal?
Reached for something higher
To better sate the soul?
A question for the ages
That will always be around
As every generation learns
Some feet never leave the ground
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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!
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
Tuesday, February 28, 2012
Insincerity
Let's all hang about and feed each other lies
We all know the score and hope the BS flies
But what happens when someone's had enough
And decides this time to call your bluff?
Do you graciously apologize
Or try your fibs to disguise?
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We all know the score and hope the BS flies
But what happens when someone's had enough
And decides this time to call your bluff?
Do you graciously apologize
Or try your fibs to disguise?
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Monday, February 27, 2012
Watchers
Out on Easter Island the watchers stand and stare
Waiting for the coming of someone great and fair
A visitor to deliver them from this mere mortal shell
And grant them life immortal away from a burning hell
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Waiting for the coming of someone great and fair
A visitor to deliver them from this mere mortal shell
And grant them life immortal away from a burning hell
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Sunday, February 26, 2012
Really?
What a journey we all take
With every breath and sigh we make
The times they change and we can't know
Until one night we feel the show
The dance that takes us through the hoops
And separates us into different groups
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With every breath and sigh we make
The times they change and we can't know
Until one night we feel the show
The dance that takes us through the hoops
And separates us into different groups
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Home
We really had such fun tonight
It was such a welcome treat
To see and speak with those we love
Is a generally happy feat
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It was such a welcome treat
To see and speak with those we love
Is a generally happy feat
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Friday, February 24, 2012
APowers
Little minds see the world through a very different lens
They haven't been corrupted yet and terror can be merely an ugly friend
So it is wrong for us to show their sponge-like, fertile minds
The devastation of a comedy meant solely for prime time
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They haven't been corrupted yet and terror can be merely an ugly friend
So it is wrong for us to show their sponge-like, fertile minds
The devastation of a comedy meant solely for prime time
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Thursday, February 23, 2012
Time
Only little time can be spent
Wondering how and where the day went
Before we fall gratefully asleep
Dreaming of skies blue and deep
Hoping always for more time
But accepting their is never any rhyme
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Wondering how and where the day went
Before we fall gratefully asleep
Dreaming of skies blue and deep
Hoping always for more time
But accepting their is never any rhyme
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Wednesday, February 22, 2012
Scam
Take your money, yes we will!
We have no conscience
We don't hold back
We line our pockets
With crip greenbacks
We offer nothing
We scheme and scam
To get your money
Anyway we can
Mobshack's our name
So buyer beware
We have no scruples
And we jus don't care
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We have no conscience
We don't hold back
We line our pockets
With crip greenbacks
We offer nothing
We scheme and scam
To get your money
Anyway we can
Mobshack's our name
So buyer beware
We have no scruples
And we jus don't care
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Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Bar
Let's blanche all our actions
Strip away our self and grace
Repaint our true emotions
And be left without a trace
No knowing why we fell
From our divine star
Into this mortal well
Where we must reach a higher bar
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Strip away our self and grace
Repaint our true emotions
And be left without a trace
No knowing why we fell
From our divine star
Into this mortal well
Where we must reach a higher bar
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Crisis
Every call comes in
Each one even crazier
I just want my bed
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Each one even crazier
I just want my bed
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Sunday, February 19, 2012
Van B
I've got an insect buzzing in my ear
A scourge that just won't disappear
A tiny noise that's driving me crazy
Rendering all other sound distant and hazy
Let's pray for music to drown it out
Even hearing it means to shout
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A scourge that just won't disappear
A tiny noise that's driving me crazy
Rendering all other sound distant and hazy
Let's pray for music to drown it out
Even hearing it means to shout
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Flower
Fly away tonight
My sweet little hummingbird
The flowers are gone
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My sweet little hummingbird
The flowers are gone
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Friday, February 17, 2012
Toews
Hide behind your smile
Like a wily crocodile
Preach goodness and light
So keep your sins out of sight
Pretend that you care
And do what you dare
In another for years
We'll all be reduced to tears
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Like a wily crocodile
Preach goodness and light
So keep your sins out of sight
Pretend that you care
And do what you dare
In another for years
We'll all be reduced to tears
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Thursday, February 16, 2012
Live
Let us live without regret
Knowing that our lives we bet
That every breath could be our last
That every day should be a blast
Why forget that we aren't real
Just emotions that we can feel
Knowing that our lives we bet
That every breath could be our last
That every day should be a blast
Why forget that we aren't real
Just emotions that we can feel
Wednesday, February 15, 2012
Energy
When heaven met earth the truth was real
A raw emotion that you could feel
A shy embrace that shook the sky
And answered the everlasting why?
In a burst of light the world washed anew
While beneath her skin life silently grew
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A raw emotion that you could feel
A shy embrace that shook the sky
And answered the everlasting why?
In a burst of light the world washed anew
While beneath her skin life silently grew
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Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Salt
Salt: for more than just flavoring
Also for craving and for savouring
For melting through icy walks
For rusting through worn out locks
For picking up a weighed down system
And giving you back your natural rythm
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Also for craving and for savouring
For melting through icy walks
For rusting through worn out locks
For picking up a weighed down system
And giving you back your natural rythm
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Monday, February 13, 2012
Trip?
Heading to the lights
To experience ever-wakeful nights
With little ones in tow
Want to share every where we go
To see the sparkle in their faces
When visiting new and far-off places
No better time to be had
To pull it off will make me glad
To experience ever-wakeful nights
With little ones in tow
Want to share every where we go
To see the sparkle in their faces
When visiting new and far-off places
No better time to be had
To pull it off will make me glad
Sunday, February 12, 2012
Dew
The dew of youth was ours tonight
For so long it had gone from our sight
But we regained that awesome glow
While basking in a surprising show
That brought to mind ages past
Of things and people we thought would last
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For so long it had gone from our sight
But we regained that awesome glow
While basking in a surprising show
That brought to mind ages past
Of things and people we thought would last
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Saturday, February 11, 2012
Smile
Let's smile through the pain
That old friend who is here again
The wicked stabbing of flesh and bone
Wish it woud leave me alone
But it is my reality
And honestly, it could have been a lot worse for me
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That old friend who is here again
The wicked stabbing of flesh and bone
Wish it woud leave me alone
But it is my reality
And honestly, it could have been a lot worse for me
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Friday, February 10, 2012
8hours
Let's sink into the down
And erase all the day's frowns
Recover over and eight hour spell
And face the light feeling well
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And erase all the day's frowns
Recover over and eight hour spell
And face the light feeling well
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Thursday, February 9, 2012
And counting
Another go around the block
Here's to 39 tickings of the clock
So much to do, so much left behind
And still so much left to find
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Here's to 39 tickings of the clock
So much to do, so much left behind
And still so much left to find
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Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Grind
I missed you two and three and four
I understand why you run at the door
It must be hard for you each day
To hang around with each delay
It's rough for you and us as well
But we'll get through this tough, tough spell
I understand why you run at the door
It must be hard for you each day
To hang around with each delay
It's rough for you and us as well
But we'll get through this tough, tough spell
Tuesday, February 7, 2012
ARRRGGGHHH!
Running from here and then to there
It's crazy how this race can grey your hair
I've never wanted such terrible haste
But it seems anything else is merely a waste
We're off now and we can't turn back
We've seen the horizon and it's banishing the black
So, for a year or two we'll run and run
And then wind it down for more relaxed fun
It's crazy how this race can grey your hair
I've never wanted such terrible haste
But it seems anything else is merely a waste
We're off now and we can't turn back
We've seen the horizon and it's banishing the black
So, for a year or two we'll run and run
And then wind it down for more relaxed fun
Monday, February 6, 2012
Trite but true
Choices, choices, choices
So many things to decide
But although we are not alone
It seems we have to hide
For few are the happy ones
Who smile when you are up
Instead they prefer to see
You trip and spill your cup
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So many things to decide
But although we are not alone
It seems we have to hide
For few are the happy ones
Who smile when you are up
Instead they prefer to see
You trip and spill your cup
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Sunday, February 5, 2012
Ha!
Let me swim in that icy bath
Where waterfalls plead a lover's path
Mint green swirls of heaven and earth
I've known this way ever since birth
A wild-eyed dream, this may be true
But one that is not out-of-the-blue
A wish sincere to show our faith
Just hope it arrives before very late
For in passing streams you'll see the mist
Where from the depths will emerge the list
Where waterfalls plead a lover's path
Mint green swirls of heaven and earth
I've known this way ever since birth
A wild-eyed dream, this may be true
But one that is not out-of-the-blue
A wish sincere to show our faith
Just hope it arrives before very late
For in passing streams you'll see the mist
Where from the depths will emerge the list
Slipping
Okay - twice this week I've missed a post. Not good. I'll try to keep up better from now...
One, two, three, four
Let's all walk out the door
Five, six, seven, eight
Let's not sigh and please no hate
Nine and ten
Let's start again
After all you are more than friends
One, two, three, four
Let's all walk out the door
Five, six, seven, eight
Let's not sigh and please no hate
Nine and ten
Let's start again
After all you are more than friends
Friday, February 3, 2012
Wall
Waiting for the minutes to slowly tick on by
Wondering about the hours that seem to almost fly
Never understanding the whys, the hows, the whens
But knowin in the future all this waiting ends
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Wondering about the hours that seem to almost fly
Never understanding the whys, the hows, the whens
But knowin in the future all this waiting ends
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Thursday, February 2, 2012
#2
Tiny terror packed in cuteness and light
Whirlwind through our hearts
Bringing crazy with eyes so bright
Second go round this time we know
To just sit back and ignore the show
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Whirlwind through our hearts
Bringing crazy with eyes so bright
Second go round this time we know
To just sit back and ignore the show
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Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Waiting for green
Between laughter and fear is a short jump
That can easily tip you into a place you'd rather not be
But knowing where to step is the only way to find
Yourself always in the midst of a grassy field sheltered by the giving tree
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That can easily tip you into a place you'd rather not be
But knowing where to step is the only way to find
Yourself always in the midst of a grassy field sheltered by the giving tree
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