Truth
Lie in darkness, yearn
Lie in the sun and you’ll burn
Lie not then you learn
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Fetching
Old dogs learn new tricks
Not jumping over fences
Just finding new treats
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Make Some Dots
Some connect the dots
Some follow the rigid lines
Some create the dots
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I’ve had my fill, now I get cake.
And a warm embrace when I awake.
I’ll have a dozen kisses, oh so sweet.
Or maybe thirteen for a bakers’ treat.
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The frosting I’ll save until the end.
And I’ll share it all with my best friend.
We’ll enjoy it fresh and then make more.
Forever nourished, that’s what love’s for.
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The expression of time in medium
Through focused jubilant tedium
Seeing our world with open eyes
Recording all without disguise
Art’s a cause for sharing good
A cause to share as we should
Art needs no leave or applause
Art is just, just because
Stagnation rots, life’s to quiz
Be cause, art is
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Compelled to create an abstract,
with words yet to exist.
Visions created of realism,
with lines all amiss.
Leaving photographic memories,
questioning negative beliefs.
Setting free thoughts drawn out,
frame-less shapes hung in relief .
Day is night on canvas white,
rainbow palettes breathing life.
The bull’s tempered with a knife.
Clouds grow with strokes of blue.
Heat is felt with a brush of teeth.
Cold repelled under layered coats.
Bloody ink beats forever free.
Pages fill black ultimately.
All is done at infinity,
Beyond now we can’t see
Stories tell meaning depends.
Writing starts abstraction ends.
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Sex, size, color and age
All are things we instantly gauge
All depending on our points of view
Seven billion, give or take a few
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Hair, clothes, face an eyes
All are things we choose to disguise
All dependent on another’s view
But just one decides and that’s you
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Stereotypes, media-hypes, everybody’s taking swipes
Each one sharing in each other’s gripes
Yet share we must to survive
While still we share, being alive
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Waking each day before sunrise
Clear yesterday’s fog from today’s eyes
Good and bad laid bare for all too see
The clocks delicate hands controlling me
Pump caffeine and nicotine into my veins
To the roads ever-changing lanes
Dodging the many obstacles’ of life
Dreaming of home, child and wife
The destiny of modern man
Selling our souls for all we can
But soon returning home to love and family
Reminded that the best things in life are free
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I started to write a love poem but it had no end.
As the love I’m now feeling surely will transcend.
If only to imagine tomorrow’s blissful ways,
the sun will shine inside and out the remainder of our days.
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Smiles and laughter fill our time with kisses in between.
Some good natured guidance shared, but never ever mean.
Together we’re always playful, never do we fight.
We’d rather be making love; morning, noon and night.
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We contemplate the sunset sipping our evening tea.
We’ll cuddle in bed later while we watch late night TV.
We wake up every morning snuggled together as one.
We’re thankful for each other and the new day we’ve begun.
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Tried & True
In relationships
when each are always trying
trying it becomes
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The Vine
Only love and hate
are truly perpetual
False choices whither
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Hindsight
I’ve seen the future
and it’s only clear and bright
when it’s made that way
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I see your face start to glow.
Eyes brighten to let me know.
Smiles welcome, lips bestow.
Love is felt with each hello.
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The forest is gone where once a home.
A people lost, now destined to roam.
Legends of old speak of their race,
though only of blurs, never a face.
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Smaller than dwarves, bigger than fairies,
their language mistaken for frantic canaries,
they’re easily missed being so small.
A full grown adult’s barely twelve inches tall.
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Their numbers blossomed to one hundred per tree.
Nature, their home, they could be no more free.
They chose to stay hidden, out of harm’s way.
The choice wasn’t theirs, they learned the hard way.
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The giants invaded with axes in hand.
They chopped and cut for towns they had planned.
Centuries have passed and the invasion persists.
The Liluns survived but only few still exist.
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They still choose to hide and that’s probably good.
As the giants don’t always do as they should.
Their wishes fulfilled at whatever the cost.
This story’s the proof of the many who’ve lost.
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The sun’s our clock, rooster alarm.
Up to start a day on the farm.
Fresh air and sunshine all long day.
Eat our breakfast then on our way.
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I put on my boots, coat and hat.
And find a glove under the cat.
Out the door to the bunnies hutch.
They eat pellets they don’t like much.
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My dog follows, opens the door.
Sometimes gone for hours or more.
Jumping high, trips latch with paw.
The cutest thing I ever saw.
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Next we’re off to feed the plump hens.
Gather eggs, clean muddy pig pens.
We’ll hose it down then slop the sows.
Grab our pails and milk the cows.
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Feed the mare, sleeps in the sable.
I’ll ride her soon when I’m able.
First she’s brushed then gets oats and hay.
We do all these things twice a day
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In the garden, vegetables grow.
Sprout from seeds we plant in a row.
Water well, pluck weeds in between.
Shoe away pests when they’re seen.
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When all the digging and feeding’s through.
There’s still more on a farm to do.
Pick fresh fruit for mom’s best jelly.
Yummy sweet, wiggles in my belly.
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Orange balloons float above ground.
Pumpkin pies shared all around.
Our beans are red and peas are green.
The tastiest rainbows ever seen.
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Life on the farm is so much fun.
Little to do when work is done.
Get up early, busy all day.
We eat our supper then hit the hay.
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The End
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Where jester’s king and knights a daze,
sunsets fade to a mushroom haze.
In castles walled the future’s stalled,
the heat of the moment is to forever scald.
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When dollars found is sense lost,
we’re all to share the eventual cost.
For horizons lured never reached,
minds obstructed always breached.
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Yet an open mind like and open gate,
frees the fears, ignorance and hate.
And whilst moats are filled from the waste within,
their funny stench is where their ends begin.
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One thousand kisses each morning,
a thousand more every night,
ten thousand more in between,
fulfill our days delight.
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One thousand thoughts about her,
a thousand dreams I’ve known,
ten thousand days or more,
we’ll never be alone.
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“I love you” a thousand times spoken,
thousands more I’ve heard,
infinity is our goal,
any less is simply absurd.
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The sun yet risen, the sky yet blue.
Yet my day grows brighter in my view.
A dream begins when I open my eyes.
The truth is seen as she lies.
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Truth is felt with a gentle kiss.
She pulls me closer to share the bliss.
I feel her breath, our heartbeats in sync.
Our body’s one, none to think.
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But if thoughts be had none compare.
A fantasy found, in love we stare.
Temperatures rise in the new dawns glow.
Our senses awaken, whispers flow.
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Visions guide our pleasures sought.
Tomorrow’s now, time has taught.
Our love given is love received.
And another day we’ve achieved.
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Another love poem that’s just for you.
It’s another love poem cos it’s what I do.
Though these poems are special in every way,
they’re inspired by our love each and every day.
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I write each one from deep in my heart.
And each second with you is another’s start.
The passion spills with each word I write.
The passion inspired each and every night.
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The sun will rise on a good day, for sure.
I’ll wake with zeal to pen you ever more.
You’ll wake to a kiss and my morning creation.
We’ll snuggle close feeling ever more inspiration.
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Awaiting a shells fateful date,
eggs alone beat in wait.
When a pair scrambles to meet,
futures fertile swim to greet.
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Pairs joined to each a share,
new is made over easy with care.
Hatched a recipe for pure delight,
sliding from heat, home plate’s in sight.
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Yet time fragile, forking’s no joke,
bad luck befallen bound by yoke.
Getting fried never rehearsed.
And the wait answers which came first.
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A requested tribute / sequel to “White Rabbit”
(Original lyrics by Jefferson Airplane)
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One pill picks you up
One knocks you to the floor
And the ones the doctor gave you
Don’t do the same anymore
Go see Alex
When he’s feeling sure
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And if you go chasing some dream
And you know you’ll run all day
Tell’em the caterpillar’s now a butterfly
And the color flew away
Go ask Alex
When he dyed his gray
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When the chessmen in the boardroom
Give up but they won’t let you quit
And the mushrooms now with steak and beer
And your brain runs out of wit
Go tell Alex
I think he’ll fit
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When climate and aggression
Have made us all to fear
And the White Knight’s now a talking head
And the Red Queen’s a man with flair
Remember what Bugs Bunny said
Feed the heir, feed the heir
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The value of life
is not what’s made of given.
But time spent liven.
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If love was defined
and the worlds’ hopes undenied
the poet side lined.
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Destinations drive.
Life’s intersections give route.
All roads lead somewhere.
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There’s a quiet in the darkness,
our sun yet to rise.
Beauty’s still in hiding,
only truth’s before our eyes.
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Soon the dawn will beckon,
shedding the world’s disguise.
Silence then a memory,
light exposing the lies.
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The world now filled with sunshine,
always a pleasant surprise.
Then we wait for the sunset,
again to feel we’re wise.
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By day we have distraction,
evenings we revise.
Sleep brings us solace,
giving strength to ask the whys.
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Questions fill our heads,
life’s answers we surmise.
Half asleep or awake,
tomorrow is our prize.
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Summer’s last breathe breathes the chill of fall.
I wait to answer while I wait to call.
Do we both anxiously check our phone?
Who’ll call first, who’s alone.
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Does she weep, does she wonder?
Does she care or does she wander?
What is she thinking? I’d love to know.
A mere breathe and my breeze will blow.
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And the waves of emotion may roll or crash,
castles of sand always gone with a splash.
Beach balls aloft have destinations to guess.
And I left to fill another, till breathless.
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Full am I, delightful is she.
Serenity whispers softly to me,
with visions of starlight by the sea.
Breathe deep, my love, one are we.
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The day was young and the coffee’s old.
The season’s new and the outside’s cold.
The inside’s warm so in I’ll stay.
I’m not feeling well this chilly day.
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I brewed some more and drink it all.
Saving none then duty did call.
Then back to bed, or at least I thought.
I forgot what excess has often taught.
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I tossed and turned for a little too long.
Then to the bathroom, but nothing’s wrong.
I needed a tissue for a sneeze I felt coming.
Proven right the sensation was numbing.
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My plans now nixed, the sniffles persisted.
Medicine taken, their side-effects listed.
I’ve started to doze and none too soon.
Please wake me up before the spring moon.
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