All hallows eve comes but once a year
A time of whispers and sometimes fear
When veils are thinnest we must beware
Since spirits walk the world without care
When a vacant soul is easily caught
With malevolence in a fiendish plot
But the good can also often break through
To mingle on earth with those they knew
But best of all for those who dare
Are the treats accorded to masks most fair
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!
Thursday, October 31, 2013
Wednesday, October 30, 2013
Skyward
We've grown wings
To best the sky
We've found ways
To soar up, up high
No earth-bound life
For you or me
We've got the science
And now the technology
But with the freedom
Comes the cost
Can we afford to pay
For what we've lost?
To best the sky
We've found ways
To soar up, up high
No earth-bound life
For you or me
We've got the science
And now the technology
But with the freedom
Comes the cost
Can we afford to pay
For what we've lost?
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Tuesday, October 29, 2013
Clouds
Staring down at the clouds
From way up high above
That's where we find assurance
Of a higher form of love
With the falling of brilliant light
On the cotton-y clumps of wisp
We can see heaven's reflection
Through the masses of gathered mist
From way up high above
That's where we find assurance
Of a higher form of love
With the falling of brilliant light
On the cotton-y clumps of wisp
We can see heaven's reflection
Through the masses of gathered mist
Monday, October 28, 2013
Another week
Cold and gloomy day
With rain falling on the ground
Another Monday dawns
As we drag ourselves around
With rain falling on the ground
Another Monday dawns
As we drag ourselves around
Thursday, October 24, 2013
@YVR
Waiting here on tenterhooks
To find out if we fly
Just too much fun to be had
Watching the world go by
Now we get to the other side
A new world to be seen
We'll whet our palates for a while
In a land both lush and green
To find out if we fly
Just too much fun to be had
Watching the world go by
Now we get to the other side
A new world to be seen
We'll whet our palates for a while
In a land both lush and green
Wednesday, October 23, 2013
No wonder!
When the secret is revealed
When the scales fall from your eyes
It's the dawn of understanding
Of the stress behind the sighs
Now we can move forward
And help our little bird
Knowing is half the battle
We want her voice to be heard
When the scales fall from your eyes
It's the dawn of understanding
Of the stress behind the sighs
Now we can move forward
And help our little bird
Knowing is half the battle
We want her voice to be heard
Tuesday, October 22, 2013
TIIIIRRREEED
Fatigue is a creeping villain
Who steals into your soul
And robs you of your energy
Stopping you at your goal
No easy way to recover
When this thief works his lie
Except to accept the intrusion
Or curl up in bed and die
Who steals into your soul
And robs you of your energy
Stopping you at your goal
No easy way to recover
When this thief works his lie
Except to accept the intrusion
Or curl up in bed and die
Monday, October 21, 2013
Epic
When food is plenty the mind races
To lands of gluttony where the only rule
Is to mix together the most decadent gruel
A wasteful combo of fats and grease
To stuff our faces with more than we need
All to satisfy our first-world greed
To lands of gluttony where the only rule
Is to mix together the most decadent gruel
A wasteful combo of fats and grease
To stuff our faces with more than we need
All to satisfy our first-world greed
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Friday, October 18, 2013
Week's end
Here we are we've reached the end of another week
The next two days will be our time to rest and seek
All those delights we've held at bay
Since during the week, we've no time to play
Happy Friday! :)
The next two days will be our time to rest and seek
All those delights we've held at bay
Since during the week, we've no time to play
Happy Friday! :)
Thursday, October 17, 2013
Broke
Living large is what we like
But here we are falling behind
Our pocket books empty
Our vaults run dry
It's all our own fault
So we cannot cry
But here we are falling behind
Our pocket books empty
Our vaults run dry
It's all our own fault
So we cannot cry
Wednesday, October 16, 2013
Seriously!
Why all this anxiety?
Why all this drama?
Why can't we just live?
There's no call for hysterics
No call at all for crises
We are all healthy
We all have good jobs
We all have homes
Be happy already
Be happy knowing
That life is not so serious
Why all this drama?
Why can't we just live?
There's no call for hysterics
No call at all for crises
We are all healthy
We all have good jobs
We all have homes
Be happy already
Be happy knowing
That life is not so serious
Tuesday, October 15, 2013
Watchers
Back in the silver mists of time
When fee folk walked the earth
Were they the fallen, shining ones
Whose existence is now in doubt?
If so the stories are mixed
About who these being were
Yet, of one thing we are sure
Their lives were forfeit from the start
When fee folk walked the earth
Were they the fallen, shining ones
Whose existence is now in doubt?
If so the stories are mixed
About who these being were
Yet, of one thing we are sure
Their lives were forfeit from the start
Friday, October 11, 2013
Inanity
Inanity is what we are
Those who celebrate it
Are few and far
But when they shine
Their light is bright
As they mock us gently
But with sincere might
Those who celebrate it
Are few and far
But when they shine
Their light is bright
As they mock us gently
But with sincere might
Thursday, October 10, 2013
Thanks
To give thanks for all we have
A splendid thing we do
But once a year is not enough
It should be all year through
As long as we have a chance
To express our gratitude
We will always live & love
With proper rectitude
A splendid thing we do
But once a year is not enough
It should be all year through
As long as we have a chance
To express our gratitude
We will always live & love
With proper rectitude
Wednesday, October 9, 2013
Fog
A thick and heavy curtain
Of mist hangs from the sky
A cloud brought down to earth
The only question: why?
To burn away in sunlight
To flee before the heat
Is a foggy signature
Making a hasty, fast retreat
Of mist hangs from the sky
A cloud brought down to earth
The only question: why?
To burn away in sunlight
To flee before the heat
Is a foggy signature
Making a hasty, fast retreat
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Split personality
Can you show both sides of you
To everyone you meet?
The cheery, positive, happy one
Where everything is great
Or the moodier, stark, depressive one
Where you question everyone's fate?
Alas, the world knows but one
As it would never stand
To let the darkness out to play -
No point in giving it a hand
To everyone you meet?
The cheery, positive, happy one
Where everything is great
Or the moodier, stark, depressive one
Where you question everyone's fate?
Alas, the world knows but one
As it would never stand
To let the darkness out to play -
No point in giving it a hand
Monday, October 7, 2013
Good Idea
An idea formed is just a thought
Unless into action it is brought
But how to pursue this errant dream
When I've had my chance, it would seem
Now on to other things am I
Yet, this idea, I'm sure would fly
Unless into action it is brought
But how to pursue this errant dream
When I've had my chance, it would seem
Now on to other things am I
Yet, this idea, I'm sure would fly
Saturday, October 5, 2013
Angry words
Words can hurt so much, you know
Chosen well and said with spite
They'll take on a life of gnawing
Right into your mind and deep into your soul
They can destroy you or make you whole
Chosen well and said with spite
They'll take on a life of gnawing
Right into your mind and deep into your soul
They can destroy you or make you whole
Friday, October 4, 2013
Autumnal hymn
Yellow leaves are raining down
It's that time of year again
When colours pop and nature
Does its best to out-do itself
Fall is here and the sun's still out
We're enjoying the world
The warmish, mid-autumn air
The slow turning of the year
It's that time of year again
When colours pop and nature
Does its best to out-do itself
Fall is here and the sun's still out
We're enjoying the world
The warmish, mid-autumn air
The slow turning of the year
Thursday, October 3, 2013
Roasting beans
Java, java! Wake me up
Your bitter sweet elixir in my cup
A tasty drink to ease the day
And get me going on my way
Your bitter sweet elixir in my cup
A tasty drink to ease the day
And get me going on my way
Wednesday, October 2, 2013
Virtuoso
Another song to sing
But this time with a minor ring
A medley played with tiny hands
Evoking sounds of bigger bands
A crazy confluence of talent & stuff
The kind of which you never get enough
But this time with a minor ring
A medley played with tiny hands
Evoking sounds of bigger bands
A crazy confluence of talent & stuff
The kind of which you never get enough
Tuesday, October 1, 2013
Go West
We're aware you have to go
But it's still sad for us, you know
We're left behind to watch and wave
Cherishing the memories that we've saved
You're new adventure will be good for you
And for that we're happy, this is true
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