Now the desks are placed
And now the books are shelved
Maybe we can begin
To finally allow all thoughts to meld?
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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!
Monday, September 10, 2012
Sunday, September 9, 2012
About time
For what it's worth
You've found your life
Now give in to rebirth
Stop messing around
You've past that line
And at night you'll sleep sound
You've found your life
Now give in to rebirth
Stop messing around
You've past that line
And at night you'll sleep sound
Saturday, September 8, 2012
Anger me
Why the anger at your lot
Was it the break from home?
The constant, every day reminder
That you were left alone?
Now it's gone, it's in the past
But you have never left
Dictating how we ought to act
Lest you find yourself bereft
Of all the hopes you've ever dreamed
And wondered along the way
Why anyone could every have
What you could never pay
But maybe its buried inside
A scared and frightened soul
Who tries their best to anger
To fill that very dark hole
Was it the break from home?
The constant, every day reminder
That you were left alone?
Now it's gone, it's in the past
But you have never left
Dictating how we ought to act
Lest you find yourself bereft
Of all the hopes you've ever dreamed
And wondered along the way
Why anyone could every have
What you could never pay
But maybe its buried inside
A scared and frightened soul
Who tries their best to anger
To fill that very dark hole
Friday, September 7, 2012
Entitled
If we could fly among the clouds
How great would that feeling be?
Oh wait! We can - in big steel cans
Yet we're unimpressed with our ability,
To soar through the air
Without a care
Essentially defying gravity!
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How great would that feeling be?
Oh wait! We can - in big steel cans
Yet we're unimpressed with our ability,
To soar through the air
Without a care
Essentially defying gravity!
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Thursday, September 6, 2012
Retro
Take me back in time
To a place where sensations were new
A world of promise and one of hope
Where we felt pure and true
The party that never ended
The week-long social with friends
Posing with the best
In too-cool, had-to-know dens
Time has flown yes, it's a fact
No regrets, no turning back
Live now and make the most
Or sigh inside and fade to black
To a place where sensations were new
A world of promise and one of hope
Where we felt pure and true
The party that never ended
The week-long social with friends
Posing with the best
In too-cool, had-to-know dens
Time has flown yes, it's a fact
No regrets, no turning back
Live now and make the most
Or sigh inside and fade to black
Wednesday, September 5, 2012
Truant Blue
Your presence makes me weak
It fires dreams both lush and bleak
At least the fantasy's real
The one where I can talk and touch and feel
Know that as long as your music flows
I'll be haunting all your shows
And for making my knees go week
With your saucy, playful cheek
This mind I give to you
You'll find it's a true yet truant blue
It fires dreams both lush and bleak
At least the fantasy's real
The one where I can talk and touch and feel
Know that as long as your music flows
I'll be haunting all your shows
And for making my knees go week
With your saucy, playful cheek
This mind I give to you
You'll find it's a true yet truant blue
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
Provinicials
Another vote was cast
No different than the past
A slippery slope for some
Hard to undo what's done
Can folk truly believe
The lies meant to deceive
And think their very best
Will do for all the rest?
Now we watch and wait
Guessing our coming fate.
No different than the past
A slippery slope for some
Hard to undo what's done
Can folk truly believe
The lies meant to deceive
And think their very best
Will do for all the rest?
Now we watch and wait
Guessing our coming fate.
Monday, September 3, 2012
First leaves
The first leaves hit the ground today
And left us so bereft
Of all the joys that summer holds
As now there's little left
Only cold awaits us in the frozen months to come
So, those little leaves reminded us that we should enjoy this sun
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And left us so bereft
Of all the joys that summer holds
As now there's little left
Only cold awaits us in the frozen months to come
So, those little leaves reminded us that we should enjoy this sun
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Sunday, September 2, 2012
Dark heart?
Once you've been there can you ever go back?
When the heart is dark and the soul is black?
Gone the springs of gold and green
When thoughts of love cast a sun-filled sheen
Where youth might see but an honest path
The harden mind twists through a maze of math
But take heart, my friend, that all that's just
Will win out in the end.
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When the heart is dark and the soul is black?
Gone the springs of gold and green
When thoughts of love cast a sun-filled sheen
Where youth might see but an honest path
The harden mind twists through a maze of math
But take heart, my friend, that all that's just
Will win out in the end.
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Saturday, September 1, 2012
Listen
They whisper all around us
And yet we fail to hear
Those quiet voices calling
Warning destruction's near
Maybe one day we'll remember
What our souls used to know
And bring back those ways
Where all was allowed to grow
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And yet we fail to hear
Those quiet voices calling
Warning destruction's near
Maybe one day we'll remember
What our souls used to know
And bring back those ways
Where all was allowed to grow
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