Creativity: Unifying mental and physical chaos
Worldview: Canvas painted with our souls
Irony: Burning holes in permanent press
Pessimism: Painting watercolors in the rain
Poetry: Naked emotion wrapped in lace
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Creativity: Unifying mental and physical chaos
Worldview: Canvas painted with our souls
Irony: Burning holes in permanent press
Pessimism: Painting watercolors in the rain
Poetry: Naked emotion wrapped in lace
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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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Thinking: Intentional free association calculating conclusions
Wisdom: Acknowledging one’s lack of wisdom
Thinker: Wool gatherers in pastoral pens
Know-it-all: Disassociated penned sheep miscalculating thought
Memory: Personally perceived perspectives post perception
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Great writes few.
Good writes great.
Bad write’s good.
No writes bad.
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No write’s wrong.
Write to write.
Write the wrong.
Time is left.
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Good nights long.
The time’s right.
Write your song.
Write for you.
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The End
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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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Procrastination: A story that’s never finished
Happiness: Seeking perfection and excepting half
Writing: Search for good words unused
Computers: Infinite possible distractions distracting infinitely
Passion: Life, self and love consumed
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Pencil: Mind meets tree, forever ensues
Obedience: Mindlessness to appease the heartless
Tree: Humans biggest, most needed friend
Social Media: Immediate sociability for the anti-social
Pride: The grandiose gratification of self-gratification
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Love: Something more important than oneself
Youth: Homes begun to live forever
Learning: Foundations built to forever expand
Midlife: The well murky, not dry
Old Age: When underwear’s older than memory
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Argument: Voices dissipating together, never gone
Me: The person I am alone
Reflection: Image we choose to see
Microscope: Unfocused self-examination that looms large
Optimism: Temporary jubilation when pessimism recedes
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Writer’s Death: Doors shut, windows forever open
Sight: Absorbing life through a pinhole
Writing: Crafted hallucination, ordered, recorded, seen
Music: Crafted hallucination, ordered, recorded, heard
Trip: Manufactured hallucination, disordered, unrecorded, lingers
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Friends: Reflections of ourselves we like
Babies: Unconditional love, joy and diapers
Dogs: Unconditional love, fur and scratches
Cats: Cat love, fur and scratches
Adventure: Near death to feel rebirth
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Time: Space between birth and death
Life: What we make of time
Space: A need to be filled
Birth: safe, warm, quiet then loud!
Death: Dimension during or after life
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Love: One plus one equals one
Family: Two halves multiplied by infinity
Home: Hearts big enough for friends
Hearth: Heart of a home’s warmth
Ship: Time bottled, shaken forever afloat
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Oven door’s open.
Gas on high, how many flicks –
To blow the roof off?
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Broken windows thwart.
Frustration and failure collude.
Death escapes my grasp.
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Fail another way.
To wish for another day.
When black fades to gray.
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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
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