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Time changes a changing day.
A change of heart just beats away.
Respect and admiration flow gleefully.
Desires swell exponentially.
Courage grows when feet should run.
Dreams await when words be fun.
With no eyes, face or voice to engage,
letters askew from heart, hand to page.
Lives texted is now the rage
Costumes change when word’s the stage.
Act’s order confused when time’s a game.
This world virtual is never the same.
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I woke today all askew.
Got up late but dreamt of you.
Our day was perfect, evening grand.
We watched the sunset hand in hand.
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The moon rose and stars shined bright.
There could never be a better night.
Then a bell rang, my dream was done.
But I’ll see you soon for some real fun.
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Classic Rock Edition 1
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Only Haiku~
It’s only haiku
And I really do like it
I do, yes haiku
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Songbird~
There are words I know
Sometime they have no meanings
Stairway to haiku
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On and On~
Sing your haiku songs
Find the time for all your dreams
Now’s the time, ramble
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Today I know not what to do.
So I think I’ll try something new.
I’ll color a poem with skies so bright,
with stars that twinkle every night.
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There’ll be no wars or no hate.
Conflicts solved with just debate.
There’ll be no clocks to dictate time.
There’ll be no violence or any crime.
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There’ll be no pollution or climate change.
All will be loved, there’ll be no strange.
Peace will be our common goal.
Joy we’ll share from our soul.
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There’ll be no hunger or disease.
Children will play as they please.
Crayons will be free for everyone.
So let’s get a box and start the fun.
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*
I bought a viscous guard dog,
that bears his fearsome snout,
I’ve shuttered all my windows,
so no one hears me shout.
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My doors have all been bolted,
my safety’s without doubt
I built a moat around my house
But now I can’t get out.
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All the Angles
.
Slippery slopes oft
Cited often refer to
The user’s forehead
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Keepers Kept
.
Love can be given,
Taken, had, made or lost but
Never forgotten
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Butting Heads
.
Acting stupid is
Easy though living with the
Reality’s hard
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Change is always with us.
Nothing stays the same.
Life we try to schedule.
But time we cannot tame.
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The clock is always ticking.
Seconds pass us by.
Days are growing shorter.
The years tell us why.
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Be at the ready,
prepared to change our mind.
Exercise flexibility.
Wiggle room we’ll find.
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Diamonds woo the eyes
Affections warm a heart
Poetry soothes the soul
Gives a life its start
~
Wine and bread fill a hunger
Art and science fill our thought
Time leaves us all to wonder
Why can’t love be taught?
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Sailed the seas on a pirate ship
Skied mountains, almost broke my hip
Boxed the champ, he bit his lip
A chocolate cow found, took a sip
.
Touched the clouds from my balloon
Wrestled a bear and a baboon
I flew in a rocket to the moon
Then got hungry, be back soon
.
Dove to the bottom of oceans deep
Then up in a plane, took a leap
While floating down went back to sleep
My dreams are fun, no need to weep
.
Opened eyes, wiped sleep from brow
Looked all around but saw no cow
I know it’s time to wake up now
I’ll dream again, someway, somehow
~*~
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My story today is put on hold.
I’ve snow to shovel in the cold.
This foolish weather’s getting old.
I should move south, so I’ve been told.
~
Fresh air and sunshine’s what I need.
No more boots or coats of tweed.
No more shovels, my winters freed.
But there’ll be no speedo, that’s agreed.
~
What about sunburn, I burn fast,
a lesson learned from my past.
And the bugs, their numbers vast,
hurricanes too are often forecast.
~
I’d miss the autumn with colors bright.
And the pleasant walks on a summer’s night.
Spring of course brings a new days light.
So one more year I guess is alright.
~*~
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Rock and Toil
Castles can never
reach lofty heights without a
solid foundation.
~
Blameless Solutions
When either or both
unhappy, result’s the same.
Fix or quit – no blame.
~
Love’s all Wet
Silently I sit,
puddled I sweat. Lagoon thoughts
immersed with you, wet.
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The moment is near, the fear’s begun.
My nerves are frazzled, I’m under the gun.
A routine surgery, or so they say,
I think I’ll try to enjoy this day.
~
I woke up early to see the sun rise.
It could be the last to dazzle my eyes.
Crazy visions are filling my head.
It might be soon, I may be dead.
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But that’s just nonsense, I’ll do great.
It’s too early to be called late.
The sun’s now high, distractions ensue.
Halloween awaits and I’ve much to do.
~*~
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Beyond the Glass
My windows are closed.
The air cold and leaves fallen.
Yet birds sing somewhere.
~
Sticky
With the glue of two,
broken hearts can mend anew.
Or someone gets stuck.
~
Self-Love
Love Unimpassioned,
is much like one hand clapping,
every morning.
~*~
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Balls of yarn in a basket rest,
tightly wound await their quest.
Cats a-pouncing, a playful pest,
balls unwound are surely messed.
~
But if to be a ball at rest,
is to be without life’s zest.
To unwind, we humans blessed.
Perhaps the cat does know best.
~
But we’re not cats, as you’ve guessed.
And if to pounce we’re addressed.
Our winding road we’re obsessed.
And our time is surely pressed.
~
But like a basket we welcome guest,
receiving all to our cozy nest.
Though when full we get stressed,
perhaps to knit, but surely I jest.
~
Our paths in life we can request.
Our destinations we manifest.
But our time we must invest.
Or simply the litter we’ll digest.
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I try to forget
deja’ vu so it doesn’t
bother me again
~*~
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Our sands of time are
Either warm and caressing
Or cold and dirty
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A life spent boosting
Of one’s common sense is a
Life commonly spent
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Living the dream’s a
nightmare when always worried
about waking up .
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When I’m writing less
I’ve far fewer excuses
not to write better
~*~
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April’s in with a wash, May’s out with a bloom.
June’s always good, July ends too soon.
August is hot, a time for the beach.
September’s when summer’s furthest from reach.
October refreshes with crispness and hue.
November we’re thanked for so much to do.
December’s for holidays when winter’s still bright.
January is mostly a long frozen night.
February’s short yet seems without end,
it’s the month of love and a shadowy friend.
Then time for the lion to come marching in –
for a spring outing with lambs and a grin.
~*~
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I’ve tried to pen a poem
for my beloved Nutella.
Though I’m not really
a very sentimental fella.
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I love how she’s a little nutty,
Oh so coco sweet.
We’ve shared many lovely meals,
always a delightful treat.
*
She’s a vision sprawled
on a wholesome bed.
Wanton desires
soon to be fed.
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I love her truly
like no other.
But a little more
with peanut butter.
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And as with all
other tries before.
I’m getting hungry
and can write no more.
~*~
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While living the dream
I woke with a scream, to find
My dream was a dream
~*~
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