Winds have fanned the flame
I never thought it could be the same
But it's a better version of the past
Proving togetherness is a solid mast
Warm arms provide a comforting embrace
A secure refuge from this crazy race
Knowing deep down we're in this together
A support, a team, a partner forever
And I thank my stars every day
That fate placed him in my way
No better destiny I can see
Than knowing he stands next to me
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!
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Showing posts with label friendship. Show all posts
Thursday, April 12, 2018
Rekindled!
Thursday, April 14, 2016
Friend or Foe?
I've seen the face of envy
Felt the bitterness flow in waves
It left me feeling sorry
For the friendship I couldn't save
No matter the rhyme or reason
Whether trust was earned or not
With the changing of each season
The bark slowly overspread with rot
Now in quiet reflection
Knowing that all is gone
Perhaps it was all just an illusion
Meant to steer me wrong.
Felt the bitterness flow in waves
It left me feeling sorry
For the friendship I couldn't save
No matter the rhyme or reason
Whether trust was earned or not
With the changing of each season
The bark slowly overspread with rot
Now in quiet reflection
Knowing that all is gone
Perhaps it was all just an illusion
Meant to steer me wrong.
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