Cool
A warm winter day,
snows melting, Spring’s on the way.
Good or bad, let’s play.
~
Lukish
Work’s a place to go;
when you can’t afford better,
or work is your life.
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Heated
When left in the dark,
Most people will light matches.
Then it all burns down.
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The time of the day that’s bittersweet.
Resting our heads, eyes and feet.
Day’s not over much left to do.
Watch TV or go to the zoo.
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I’m not tired, it’s not too late.
Just a few hours, that’ll be great.
I’ll clean my room, music down low.
Fold some laundry, put on a show.
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So many things better than sleep,
Reading a book, taking a leap.
Or have a snack by candlelight.
Why must we always waste our night?
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I’m not ready for bedtime yet.
I might miss things that I’ll regret.
Things are missed when you close your eyes.
Can’t see stars or watch the sunrise.
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If nights awake I’d sleep all day.
I’ll have no time for friends or play.
I guess if there’s a choice to make –
I’ll sleep at night, spend day awake.
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The End
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My time is wasted yet yours is carefree.
My dreams are of you, but you don’t see me.
I’ve tried to leave, and you tell me to stay.
My heart then aches for another day.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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I’m just a possession you wear on your arm.
I turn my back, and you turn up the charm.
Your eyes sparkle when you turn a man’s head.
My fears inflamed in our ice-cold bed.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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Our friends know the score, each take a side.
Some say I should run; some say you should hide.
Some say don’t go but all tell us lies.
We know the truth; we both lived the whys.
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You only keep me close to keep me down.
I only see you smile when you see me frown.
You’re a vision of lovely, my mind’s a mess.
I gave you my love and you couldn’t care less.
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In like a lion and out a lamb,
Spring is needed; February can scram.
March isn’t great but it could be worse,
at least it’s the end of our winter’s curse.
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April’s deceiving, warmth we presume.
May is delightful, life is in bloom.
June is my favorite, the days extra-long.
July is summer with nights full of song.
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August is hot and September’s up for debate.
October’s chilly but the colors are great.
November and December are both full of cheer.
Then I wait for the lamb to start my new year.
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Conservatism:
Cons, ex-cons and conned trumping
the Constitution.
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Sea sounds when none to see
Densely fogged, distant bells attract
Creaky planks bow to me
Rising tides, spray exploiting cracks
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Wave’s crash, limits defined
Soaking shell, soul’s to cleanse
The depth of eve haunts a mind
Yet this pier never ends
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Nearing the pit of the pendulums’ path
Forces of nature care not of their wrath
The weight of the world pivots within
Knows not when to stop or where to begin
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The highs never reaching a stable peak
These highs too high to which I seek
Delves of darkness seem never to end
Rises resisted rapidly descend
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Familiar patterns now drawn in time
Thus manifested in delusional rhyme
With feathered hand to soar and blind
To my ravenous return in stillness of mind
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As I sit, nay to write.
Sun soon sets, swallowed by night.
Fading moon’s arc, stars shine bright.
Yet it’s now, nay to write.
As I sit, only time ahead.
Thoughts fixed of the living and dead.
Life moves on, or so it’s said.
Yet it’s now, only time ahead.
As I sit, nay to sleep.
Death surrounds, sow or reap.
Questions abound, lay or leap.
Yet it’s now, nay to sleep.
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It must be love when
passions can’t be expressed in
haiku’s of amore
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It must be love when
our hearts beat faster by a
footstep at the door
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It must be love when
broken hearts are aching yet
we love all the more
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It must be love when
burning hearts blaze hotter than
science can measure
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It must be love when
our hearts are left shattered yet
chests still hold treasure
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It must be love when
all life appears inspired
and our hearts feel pure
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It must be love when
only a greater failure
seems to reassure
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It must be love when
our hurting hearts are healed with
love – the only cure
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It must be love when
hearts and minds know not, but it
Must Be Love – for sure
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I tried to force a poem today.
But poetry doesn’t work that way.
Seems all my words are kept at bay.
Thoughts simply sculpt what hearts convey.
With wheels unturned can’t play with clay.
That doesn’t mean my mood’s cold and gray.
Or that my feelings for you have gone astray.
Flourishes flounder, neigh to stay.
Gladly “I love you” I can always say.
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Valentine’s day is tomorrow, what am I to do?
Candy’s getting old and it’s to cold for the zoo.
Flowers too soon wilt and never will surprise.
Dinner’s always nice, but no burger, shake and fries.
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Jewelry’s too expensive and ends up in a drawer.
Lingerie’s always fun when it ends up on the floor.
Romance will be expected, so don’t forget the card.
Valentine’s day is tomorrow, it shouldn’t be so hard.
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A healer of wounds or point to maim,
cupids draw’s reluctant of aim.
Bow’s untied but the bind pains,
the arrow pulled but the blood remains.
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I close my eyes and the future’s blurred.
I call her name but none is heard.
I feel her touch when I’m alone.
A smile returned no longer shown.
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My head still turns tho now a twist.
My heart still beats tho now half missed.
And this Valentines I wish not to start,
for a hole filled makes not a whole heart.
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A Nervous System
A pain in the neck
can be caused stepping on toes
of another’s heel
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More Parties
The only answer
to this two party system
is to party more
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Symptomatic
A system failure
is when a failing system
is systemic
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Only Reflection
Depression is when
the fog passes and the dark
is only more clear
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What’s Right
When optimism writ
Pessimism can be erased
Realism then left
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Libra-tions
Balance achieved when
heavy hearts and weighty souls
meet a mind on point
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Cupid’s precise with arrow and bow,
eyes tear as these words flow.
Emotion’s flood from every pore,
love’s felt to my very core.
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Heart’s beating our lives song,
all’s been noted and nothing’s wrong.
We’ll paint our future clear and bright.
The darkness past now filled with light.
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Our canvas is large with more to grow.
Our vision’s grand and we now know,
I am hers and she is mine,
now to each a forever Valentine.
~
Steve
2-14-20
Factors
Division added
when negatives multiplied
equaling sum mess.
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Simplicity
One and one is two
And when the two’s me and you
No more math’s to do
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Why
The numbers don’t lie
There’s too many ways to die
But more if we try
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The air is cold and the sky is gray.
It’s time again for Valentine’s Day.
Lips are warm and soon to be kissed.
It’s a winter’s day not to be missed.
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Flowers found to make the day bright.
Candy presented to each share a bight.
Hands are held and everything’s fine.
Happy Valentines, will you be mine.
~*~
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Valentine’s Day is coming,
it’s time to make a plan.
Get those wheels turning,
show her you’re her man.
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Perhaps a romantic dinner,
the dishes then are done.
Then take her dancing,
you’re sure to have some fun.
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Don’t forget the flowers,
some candy and a card.
Leave yourself a note,
it shouldn’t be that hard.
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Treat her extra special,
stare into her eyes.
Tell her you’re the luckiest,
and she’s the grand prize.
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Tell her that you love her,
show her in every way.
Make her your Valentines,
each and every day!
~*~
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Much surprised by the calendar today.
Valentines’ is less than a month away.
I’ve thoughts to think and things to buy.
There’s flowers and candy, gladly no pie.
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I should be ready; it comes every year.
A showing of love to make things clear.
A poem’s expected and that means stress.
My pencil’s dull and my mind’s a mess.
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The time is short, and my list is long.
I’ve much to do and can’t be wrong.
I love to write but when I choose.
When I’m forced I get the blues.
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That’s much like life, at least for me.
I’m at my best when I’m free,
sharing a life with my best friend.
We’ll laugh and love until the end.
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She makes my life a joy to live.
So something special I’ll need to give.
These next few weeks won’t be much fun.
Then again, I might be done.
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The groundhog’s soon to wake, but I don’t really care.
I’m always warm and cozy any time of year.
Winters always pass and spring will always follow.
Summers heat the flesh, autumn the vibrancy we all know.
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Nights share their endless stars, days our lives are bright.
Time’s just the space between. The universe knows what’s right.
Friends and family fill our needs, puts our minds at ease.
A special someone shares it all and all that we please.
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Mine’s lovely in the morning and more beautiful by noon.
Evenings’ she’s truly stunning beneath the glowing moon.
She’s innocent when sleeping, a little naughty when she’s not.
And I am overjoyed with this special love we’ve got.
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A shadow we share,
people stand frozen to stare.
But groundhogs don’t care.
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The morning today was gray,
but the groundhog’s done his thing.
With only a few weeks to go,
we’re soon to hear the birdies sing.
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Flowers are soon to blossom,
trees will soon be green.
The air will be growing warmer,
bees will soon be seen.
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Bug bites soon will fester;
poison ivy’s soon to itch.
Rain will pour in buckets,
isn’t the spring a bitch.
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I could be optimistic,
glad that the winter’s gone.
I should be really happy,
cos soon I’ll see my lawn.
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But with the season’s change,
our time too does pass.
And as I grow ever older,
I’m becoming a pain in the ass.
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