Author: Rhymesalot

Sea Pro

The sun’s beau

The winds foe

Decks glow

All to show

Raisins to sow

Tides to know

Men to grow

Neat hair bow

Tall tales flow

Never eats crow

No one’s schmoe

Mighty as a whales blow

A Skipper’s Joe

Gifts to bestow

Above and below

Much to owe

Life’s to stow

Lines to toe

Oceans to row

Be ready to go

Never say no

When a Bosun says so

Follow the ole Sea Pro

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New Day

When life adds lemons to salty tears,

One can blend with Tequila, slug a few beers.

These ades to aid will quench our cares,

Peeling the rind of all our fears.

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But mornings return, suns will rise,

Burning fog in heads and eyes.

A cure’s not a cure if demise.

Perhaps today lemonade’s wise.

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The End

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A War of Words

Heroes fill the sheets in the book of time.

Losers lie littered on their beds of lime.

We boast of gallant feats, forget awful sin.

Tales of our history told by those who win.

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Time passes when memory dies.

No untold stories or unseen lies.

Minds made from man-made past.

Lives lost when truth’s cast.

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Kings joust for their ideology.

Battles fought by you and me.

Victory penned behind their wall.

The war of words lost to all.

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Lines on pages, pages in a book.

Knowledge awaits if you know where to look.

Truth often hides in the space between.

Voices heard, though unseen.

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Wars always fought for lessons learned.

Making new ash of histories burned.

Share the inks and all scribble fast.

Then the war of words doused at last.

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The End

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My Pencil

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My pencil in hand – mind set free
Erasing the chains binding me
Safe in my world of poetry
A better friend there cannot be

No rhyme or reason there’s to flee
No shackles of society
No meter of conformity
No question of sincerity

No judge, jury or guilty plea
No door can stop my slender key
I’ll wander through infinity
Another side of life’s journey

Draw lines that know no boundary
Return with words for all to see
Arrange them well – create beauty
Then thank my little piece of tree

The End       sck081514

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Getting Up

Getting up should be forbid!

It’s too early for a kid.

Hiding not from what I did.

Under blankets – there I hid.

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If just to sleep late – I would.

And dream all day – I could.

I want sleep, but wake I should.

Getting up is never good.

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Getting up is what I dread.

Hair is tossed up on my head.

Mouth tastes yucky, eyes red.

Cold piggy’s dangling from bed.

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Then they’re tickled by my dad.

Got right up but I’m not mad.

Smiles and sunshine bright, I’m glad.

Getting up was not so bad.

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The End

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Walk

Go for a walk in your neighborhood.

Always pleasant, always good.

Go for a walk with mom and dad.

Always happy, never sad.

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Go for a walk with a new friend.

See new things around the bend.

Go for a walk on the seashore.

Discover new shells and more.

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Go for a walk on grass in bare feet.

Always wear shoes on the street.

Go for a walk up hill and down,

In the woods or a new town.

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Go for a walk  every day.

Close to home or faraway.

Go for a walk, but not alone.

There’s time for that when you’re grown.

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The End

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I Saw Today

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(Memories of birthdays past)

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I saw today my baby’s start

 Opened her eyes and stole my heart

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 I saw today her smile at me

 We brought her home, safe as can be

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 I saw today her tucked in bed

 Gently leaned over to kiss her head

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 I saw today my baby weep

 Snuggled her gently back to sleep

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 I saw today my baby eat

 Covered from head to little feet

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 I saw today my baby sit

 Then fell over in a giggle fit

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 I saw today my baby crawl

 Tried to escape down the hall

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 I saw today my baby stand

 Holding my finger in her hand

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 I saw today my baby walk

 Then soon after began to talk

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 I saw today my baby run

 Laughing and screaming, having  fun

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 I saw today her surprise art

 The wall and it shall never part

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 I saw today her bruise her knee

 Climbed too high and fell from the tree

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 I saw today her play tattoo

 0n her belly, red, green and blue

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I saw today her find a cat

Opened the door and that was that

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I saw today her ride a bike

Though too young to be off  her  trike

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I saw today she learned to swim

Tub’s full, splashes over the rim

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I saw today her play a song

Tiny violin with bow so long

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I saw today my baby grew

She had to shop for something new

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I saw today her off to school

Not holding hands, acting cool

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I saw today she was funny

On the coach napping with bunny

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I saw today her go to the dance

Just for fun and not for romance

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I saw today her drive a car

I hope she doesn’t go too far

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I saw today her graduate

Then off to college, she’ll do great

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I saw today my baby grown

Off to the city, on her own

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I saw today her new career

Making art for people to wear

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I saw today she’s just like us

The best of both, with little fuss

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The Beginning

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