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September 15, 2018

Seasons

I’ve watched you as the years roll by
Season leading into season.
Springtime's gently yield to summers,
Winters following the fall.
Gracefully you’ve kept your promise,
Step by step you’ve held my hand,
Walking every millimeter with me,
Scaling every wall.
With me as the blossoms sprouted,
With me in the heat of passion,
With me as we harvested the
Bounty of our growing vine.
Now as days are growing shorter
Let me linger in your eyes,
Kiss your lips, your honey hair,
Let me mellow in your wine.

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Published on September 15, 2018 02:38

September 14, 2018

Speedy Gonzalez

Racing, rushing, always speeding.
Trying to avoid the rush.
Pacing in impatient sneakers,
Ready, set to go.
Casing every target quickly,
Sizing up the what and how.
Basing each decision on
A hefty pull and snap.
Doing every dubious deed
As though it was your very last.
Pursuing with the hunger of
An urchin of the streets.
Viewing plans in overload,
No secondary details.
Stewing every slight delay,
Stretching to the end.
Speedy, you may get there first
But miss so much, my faithful friend.

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Published on September 14, 2018 02:21

September 13, 2018

Letting Go

It was a good run.
Too soon, now it’s over.
Coming to the end
Always seems the hardest part.
Reflection makes it easier.
Well, somewhat anyway.
It’s never really easy
To mend a broken heart.
Gone now and forever,
Never to return.
Finding a far better place
To rest a troubled soul.
Leaving grieving tortured hearts
Who touched your magic world
To contemplate their future fate.
Sadly, letting go.

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Published on September 13, 2018 03:13

September 12, 2018

Then I Found You

Wandering aimlessly,
Lost.  Alone.
A million and one and yet
Not one.
Blessed with a patience
To bide my time,
Bound and determined
To find the right fit.
Kissing frogs
To grand discontentment.
Dreaming Repunzel will
Let down her hair.
Waking to find there is
No Sleeping Beauty
To kiss on the lips and
Live happ’ly e’er after.
Such a sad sack,
Such a cliché.
Hapless… hopeless…
Then I found you.

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Published on September 12, 2018 02:30

September 11, 2018

Hullabaloo

What the heck was all that ruckus?
Streaming, strumming, backbeat drumming,
Constant humming in the background.
Will it ever end?
Hump, bump, piddle, diddle,
Catch and carry back to middle.
Pricks and pins. No one wins.
Must you start it up again?

Stop the music!
God, have mercy.
I would never ask for this
Strange hullabaloo.
Only you would
Interrupt my perfect bliss.

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Published on September 11, 2018 02:44

September 10, 2018

Without

With…
            I have the hopeful will to live.
With…
             I have the fruitful means to give.
With…
             I have capacity to know.
With…
             I’ve opportunity to grow.
With…
             The love of friends I will get by.
With…
             My dreams will rise to meet the sky.
With…
             I know what life is all about.
Dread to know my fate were I
Without.

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September 9, 2018

Seems to be a Theme

It’s the same old thing,
Same mistakes, sad retakes of déjà vu.
Reluctantly… seems to be a
Revolving door swings back to you.
Can’t be sure that we’ll endure
Whenever fever boils to pitch.
Can’t stand, won’t stand calmly by
As Princess turns to frosty bitch.
Fireworks loaded to explode with
Furious veracity,
Shooting flames into the night
Arousing curiosity
From passersby who blink an eye.
They’ve seen it all before.
The grand display. ‘You go!’ ‘I’ll stay.’
The slamming of the door
Then it all just goes away
As if it were a dream,
And we are left to start again.
Seems to be a theme.

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Published on September 09, 2018 02:04

September 8, 2018

On Stage

Curtain going up on stage,
Audience is ready.
Steeped anticipation driving
Forward expectation.
Fluttered stomachs flustering in
Fruitless, flawless fancy,
Waiting for the spotlight
As the overture descends.
Studied, steadied, readied now
By weeks of planned rehearsal.
Tweaked by repetition to a
Peak of pure perfection.
Suddenly the lead in line
Leaps out in your direction.
No hiding place, no tortoise shell,
Too late for sad reversal.
Fantasy, reality
Comes leaping from the page,
And you are witness to the magic.
You are there – on stage.

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Published on September 08, 2018 03:00

September 7, 2018

Dilly Bop - Soda Pop

Dilly bop – soda pop
Frosty-frothy-foamy, fill me to the top.
Hit me hard, won’t you, with a gracious glop
Before they come to take me away.

Dilly bop – clippie clop.
Praying for the wondrousness to never stop.
Expectations leaning to a flippy flop,
Turning silver linings to gray.

I was just a silly duck, misfortunes child, out of luck,
Then your loving heart smiled on me.
You could have a change of heart, a change of mind,
And our love could be history.

Dilly bop – hippy hop.
Knowing you’re the finest flower in the crop.
Waiting for the other shoe to go kerplop
Before they come and take me away.

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Published on September 07, 2018 02:21

September 6, 2018

Wounds to Heal

Nations are just people. Right?
Collective thoughts in aggregate
Bordered by rivers, mountains and seas,
Shielded from those not of like minds.
Held together in common cause,
Taught from youth the ways that are best.
Given to sermon on heritage, on
Cottage and hearth, the things that bind.

Bested in battle, subjugated,
Bound and bonded to second class,
Steely hearts seek to turn the tide,
Unaversed to the letting of blood
If it need flow in a river of red.
So, let it be for the greater good.
The victor will decide what is right.
All in the name of brotherhood.
But who will heal the daggered wounds?
Who will rise to stem the flood?

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Published on September 06, 2018 02:35