Watching old videos of when you were young
Wondering what happened to everyone
All too quickly you're now hard and soft
Already thinking of your own loft
Gone the days of hugs and cuddles
Of tickles, tantrums & jumping in puddles
Now its friends and girls and boys
The newest fashion & electronic toys
I wish, I wish, I wish again that I had spent
More time & love, and that I'd made a bigger dent
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 grow. Show all posts
Showing posts with label grow. Show all posts
Wednesday, September 18, 2013
Friday, June 28, 2013
The Shore
The wave washes over
Covering all the sand
The weeds and rocks are swept away
Leaving wet and soggy land
Just as the earth recovers
And the sand crabs start to peak
The ocean swells again
The waves are back to bash the meak
But through the constant pounding
The unending, senseless roar
The earth stands stoically silent
Always renewing its shore
Covering all the sand
The weeds and rocks are swept away
Leaving wet and soggy land
Just as the earth recovers
And the sand crabs start to peak
The ocean swells again
The waves are back to bash the meak
But through the constant pounding
The unending, senseless roar
The earth stands stoically silent
Always renewing its shore
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Let's grow
Soaking through the wet, wet ground
Rain drowns the seedlings found
Just below the earth's muddy crust
As into life they are thrust
Rain drowns the seedlings found
Just below the earth's muddy crust
As into life they are thrust
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