Light filters down
And in it we all drown
We soak every drop in
Knowing with it we all win
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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!
Sunday, July 31, 2011
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Future sight
When I lay down to sleep at night
I think about my failing sight
And wonder what will come of me
Should it fail completely
But then I pull myself in check
And remind myself that I am but a speck
And my problems are so very bland
When compared to this universe so grand
So cheer is mine nonetheless
As all fears really are just baseless
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I think about my failing sight
And wonder what will come of me
Should it fail completely
But then I pull myself in check
And remind myself that I am but a speck
And my problems are so very bland
When compared to this universe so grand
So cheer is mine nonetheless
As all fears really are just baseless
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Friday, July 29, 2011
Swan song
Hearing your voice is a sinful escape
It carries me away to a distant cape
Where we both are new and oh so shy
Wondering how, when, if and why
Hoping each day to spend some time
Knowing a look can be divine
It's all right there in your sweet song
And I soak it all in knowing that it's so wrong
But if fantasy is just that
Then surely it's fine - 'else life would be too flat
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It carries me away to a distant cape
Where we both are new and oh so shy
Wondering how, when, if and why
Hoping each day to spend some time
Knowing a look can be divine
It's all right there in your sweet song
And I soak it all in knowing that it's so wrong
But if fantasy is just that
Then surely it's fine - 'else life would be too flat
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Sky
Covered in blue with wisps of white
A relaxing time and breath-taking sight
Moments shared with someone so dear
Knowing that it is seldom so clear
A small hand pointing out happiness
Is something that no one should miss
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A relaxing time and breath-taking sight
Moments shared with someone so dear
Knowing that it is seldom so clear
A small hand pointing out happiness
Is something that no one should miss
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Wednesday, July 27, 2011
Muse
I want to be your muse
Together creating lyrics you can use
Your brilliance really is inspiring
Your beauty raw and overpowering
I want to get in your mind
To see what secrets I can find
Let me break that pad-locked door
To see your pulsing inner core
I know that you are more than what you seem
Much more than just this dazzling dream
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Together creating lyrics you can use
Your brilliance really is inspiring
Your beauty raw and overpowering
I want to get in your mind
To see what secrets I can find
Let me break that pad-locked door
To see your pulsing inner core
I know that you are more than what you seem
Much more than just this dazzling dream
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Tuesday, July 26, 2011
Waaaaahhhhhh!!!!
A crying child
Can drive you wild
After a trying day
All you can say
Is please go to sleep
Or you'll make me weep!
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Can drive you wild
After a trying day
All you can say
Is please go to sleep
Or you'll make me weep!
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Monday, July 25, 2011
Sigh
What really matters is sometimes hard to describe
When some days you feel completely taken for a ride
Knowing that all things must end
Is not a comfort for a friend
It can be a stressful thing
Waiting for that phone to ring
And wondering if the right effort was made
To escape the slowly encroaching shade
But allowances must be given
As not everyone can be so driven
When some days you feel completely taken for a ride
Knowing that all things must end
Is not a comfort for a friend
It can be a stressful thing
Waiting for that phone to ring
And wondering if the right effort was made
To escape the slowly encroaching shade
But allowances must be given
As not everyone can be so driven
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Morning greeting
When darkness slips away
When the stars and moon say good-night
That's when night belongs to day
And to the sunshine falling bright
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When the stars and moon say good-night
That's when night belongs to day
And to the sunshine falling bright
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Saturday, July 23, 2011
July 22, 1992
An instant spent out in the sun
I gained the love of everyone
It shone on me so bright and clear
And brought to mind days most dear
That once, that moment in time and space
I felt compassion for the human race
I saw so clearly loves come and gone
And still my heart sings merrily along
If one wish could ever be mine
It would be to recapture that forgotten time
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I gained the love of everyone
It shone on me so bright and clear
And brought to mind days most dear
That once, that moment in time and space
I felt compassion for the human race
I saw so clearly loves come and gone
And still my heart sings merrily along
If one wish could ever be mine
It would be to recapture that forgotten time
- Posted using BlogPress from my iPhone
Friday, July 22, 2011
Choices
I chose this, there is no one else to blame
Now I must play this frustrating game
I cannot fold
For I must hold
My end of the bargain
Or cause much chagrin
And in the end there are things worse
With which I could be cursed
Now I must play this frustrating game
I cannot fold
For I must hold
My end of the bargain
Or cause much chagrin
And in the end there are things worse
With which I could be cursed
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