Shifting Priorities
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Riding bikes for years
From just one to many gears
Liked the red one best
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Priorities Made
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My lonely workshop
It has tools galore, though my
Pens and pads used more
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Sporting Priorities
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Soon the pond will freeze
Kids enjoy their skating rink
What do the fish think?
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Winters cast shadows on white.
Spring returns with glowing light.
Summer answers floras call.
Then must we all – rise to fall.
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Wrappings of the past
Are meant to be discarded
The gift’s the present
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She floats through the air
Walks on water, eases fear
My goddess, my dear
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Without our parents
We would all just be two halves
Somewhere else, maybe
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The springs and falls of time and life
Seasons sliced with a celestial knife
Words lost leave tell-tale traces
Pages turned leave deep lines in faces
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Covers mask the volumes within
Where chapters end the stories begin
A tale starts with each new moon
The final leaf falls always too soon
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Please stand with me on this well-worn street
We can ponder the many perpetual feet
Walk with me please on a path well known
We’ll bask in its beauty with others alone
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Please run with me to distant lands
Leaving our souls in warm wet sands
Then leap with me over oceans vast
We’ll discover our future in the past
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Please sit with me in this quiet place
We’ll etch in our minds each other’s face
Come lie with me atop the cool lush grass
Forever watching clouds and starlight pass
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Share with me moments the clock hands can’t reach
The wisdom of time we will learn and teach
Wear with me please a simple band of ore
So we may wander together evermore
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Autumnal paths shared
Golden leaf falls from above
Shared hearts fall in love
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Tis the wind that taps my glass
I close my eyes with hope to pass
Tis the wind beats on my door
I cower and cover till no more
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Tis the wind that haunts my home
Forever it lurks where I roam
Tis the wind rattles my brain
Run do I, none to gain
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Tis the wind wherever I go
Till ash is I then to follow
Tis this wind shall set me free
Scattered safely I will be
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To kill or not kill
That is the question, left unasked
Never unanswered
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Babies bring us joy
Our hope for a future bright
Sharing sleepless nights
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A mighty oak fell
Centuries go unnoticed
Roots of time will tell
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By day I write
and hide from night
By night I hide from myself
That’s when the demons appear
escaping their hidden shelf
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They spill my ink
won’t let me think
I’m forced to quit too soon
Then I’m left with nothing to do
until the setting moon
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The sun will rise
to blurry eyes
And off again I’ll venture
I’ll try to have a brighter day
But darkness remains unsure
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The autumn leaves sail
Their destination falls near
Anchors of next year
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My goal’s now halfway.
I write in rhyme all the time.
Nothing’s good to say.
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We mold and sculpt every day,
we try to create a better way.
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We pinch and pull, pluck and pound,
though never is the best form found.
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Yet press on we must without a doubt
or eventually we’ll all dry out.
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Await sunny skies
Awaiting truth that’s a lie
All’s waiting to die
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For those who listen
Nature’s voice beckons sunrise
New day dew glistens
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Harness happiness
Bound with joy or tears shall fall
Smiles support us all
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There was once three men,
took a trip on a boat.
The little ship sank,
none could float.
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The greedy man drowned,
weighed down by his gold.
The religious man prayed,
for the soul he had sold.
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The poet swam,
what else could he do.
Was just another day,
awash in blue.
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When dominoes fall
patterns arrange, something’s gone
while something is made
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Read a bio by
a nymphomaniac cow –
It was full of bull
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