Eliminate your stress
Let your soul feel only joy
As else your eyes won't see
This is fact, not a cruel ploy
You've chosen this silly path
Picked long before you came
Seeking some such wisdom
Eschewing wealth and fame
Now when darkness is falling
And the world is lit from within
You know that there's a reason
So, you must face it with a grin
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 prebirth. Show all posts
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Monday, May 18, 2015
Friday, August 23, 2013
Remembering tomorrow
If dreaming was reality
Then waking up would be a dream
In many ways that's what we live
When looking around at what we give
This haze of thought in which we dwell
Is far from those golden shores above
Where each day is brighter than any summer
And the bluest sky is matched only by the river
From what people remember and mystics glimpse
We can surely understand
That we're here to learn about our souls
To accomplish our own very personal goals
Then waking up would be a dream
In many ways that's what we live
When looking around at what we give
This haze of thought in which we dwell
Is far from those golden shores above
Where each day is brighter than any summer
And the bluest sky is matched only by the river
From what people remember and mystics glimpse
We can surely understand
That we're here to learn about our souls
To accomplish our own very personal goals
Thursday, April 25, 2013
Choices before
Finding out now how cloistered we are
Living a harsher reality only from far
Thanking our blessings that we don't have to fear
Of living in dread and risking our tears
Maybe we couldn't bear to withstand
The rigors of having a bitter, mean hand
No matter the reason we're grateful we're spared
That we're loved and accepted even though we didn't dare
Living a harsher reality only from far
Thanking our blessings that we don't have to fear
Of living in dread and risking our tears
Maybe we couldn't bear to withstand
The rigors of having a bitter, mean hand
No matter the reason we're grateful we're spared
That we're loved and accepted even though we didn't dare
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