Vacation’s finally here,
now what am I to do.
I’d love to take a trip,
but the dollars are too few.
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I could fix my house,
but that sounds like work.
I could let it all fall down,
but then I’d be a jerk.
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I could write a happy poem,
maybe it’ll be good.
I’ll share it with my friends,
as I know I should.
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I did get up early;
I’d hate to waste the time.
So I guess it’s time to start,
start my first vacation rhyme.
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My thinking cap has gone astray.
And I, bewildered another day.
But, at least no work, my day is free.
Perhaps today a poem’s to be.
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I try to write whenever I can,
was just a child when that began.
Sometimes it flows without a stop.
Then years will pass and all a flop.
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The flop phase now is where I’m at.
But I’ll keep trying and that is that.
The day’s still young and I’ve still time.
Let’s all hope for a better rhyme.
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I warn you now, do not read this.
There are no verses of enlightened bliss.
There’s not a word you would ever miss.
It’s but a passage as I reminisce.
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Parts are true, some maybe not.
Time has fogged and some forgot.
Its pages of perspective yet to have a plot,
it’s yet to have an end or a juggernaut.
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To a readers’ mind it’s a fictional brew.
And like yours parts too are true.
Our characters blended to shade our hue.
Our morals sculpted to fit our view.
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Dreams are added, we all share those.
They’re a third of our life no one knows.
They’re also the guide that shapes and grows.
Our time awake, the dreaming then shows.
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Memories linger and lessons remain.
There’s good and bad but none to regain.
Forwards the choice regardless the brain,
the author’s irrelevant; we’ve all had our pain.
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If you’ve read this far just wait and see.
Our stories are similar, I think you’ll agree.
Our life is lived with hopes to be free.
And the ending’s the same for you and me.
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On a street that shouldn’t be there,
there’s a house that shouldn’t stand.
Its front is covered in thorny vines,
out back a yard of sand.
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The windows are always open,
cats all come and go.
There’s a dog that barks all night,
it’s really a horror show.
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There’s an old car in the driveway,
but no one has seen it move.
A radio’s always blasting upstairs,
so someone’s got the groove.
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The locals all say it’s haunted,
they’ve heard stories all their life.
Newlyweds had once lived there,
but no one had ever seen the wife.
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Packages and mail get delivered,
but the trash never goes out.
Imagination fills in the blanks,
cos that’s what fantasy’s about.
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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.
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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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Awake to a dream and all of our wishes,
we’ve cuddles and kisses, a hit with the misses.
Good morning my love a new day’s begun.
Let’s rise to new heights and follow the sun.
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On a breeze we’ll soar and glide evermore,
with stars to guide our fates we’ll explore.
Our views aligned our vision’s ahead,
our eyes on each other and forward we’re led.
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Laughter we treasure with each new endeavor.
Time on our side our love is forever.
Our evening’s sublime our morning’s delicious,
we’ve cuddles and kisses there are no near misses.
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The sun rises to start a new day.
I awoke to a smile beaming my way.
The smile returned with a good morning kiss.
Our day’s now started in good morning bliss.
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Work’s to follow and time apart,
but smiles remain because of our start.
Memories flash as the minutes creep by.
I’ll count those seconds till home I’ll fly.
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With my head in the clouds, I’ll open the door,
greeted with love by the one I adore.
The sunset we’ll share embraced as one,
our day’s now over and our evening begun.
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The wait is long, the reward sublime.
In search I am for the perfect time.
My heart is beating and lungs are full.
My mind is racing, I feel the pull.
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I’m tired but wired, I can’t sleep a wink.
I think I’m unsure of whatever I think.
Thoughts of the past reflect on the now.
Tomorrow’s soon and the why, what and how.
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I sat and I pondered; what am I to do?
A question confounded by where, when and who.
Then in an instant the answer was clear.
A fool am I, the time now is here.
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I’ve nothing to write, nothing to say,
nothing to do this fine spring day.
I’ve nothing to wish for, nothing to dream.
I’ve no reason to belt out a scream.
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But scream I will if I choose,
what the hell, I’ve nothing to lose.
Well, maybe a little, as we all do.
But if you choose I’ll scream with you.
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Feeling better, so do I,
now to enjoy the morning sky.
That was easy, why’d I wait?
I woke up neighbors but I feel great.
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It’s always good to blow off some steam.
It’s always faster than it would seem.
If you’re not moved, stay out of the way.
Good morning to all, have a nice day.
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The forest a muse
Trade green for the blues
Discover its clues
And feel nature’s views
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The forest a muse
Sensation’s to choose
There’s many to use
And nothing to lose
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The forest a muse
Sense the world’s cues
Write to amuse
And share the good news
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Turning Point
You’re paranoid when
you use turn signals to turn
in your own driveway.
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Not Berry Funny
You know you’re aging
When you imagine Aunt Bea
with long flowing hair.
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Slowly Evolving
Inspired today
by a long walk in the woods,
one foot at a time.
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While cleaning up my desk,
I paused to take a look.
Under years and years of mess,
I chanced upon a notebook.
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Scribbles filled the sheets,
doodles blurred the sides.
Leaf by leaf a pattern grew,
much like the changing tides.
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Up and down my life’s gone by,
pretty pictures were for show.
Themes were abundant,
my feelings to and fro.
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Reaching the cardboard end,
an epiphany spiraled fourth.
Each page was incomplete,
like a compass without a north.
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My direction undecided,
goals were scrapped with ease.
My life’s been but a metaphor,
as is a whisper in the breeze.
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The day starts in silence.
My mind for now’s at ease.
Dreams are now forgotten.
The future I’m off to seize.
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Yesterday’s now a memory.
Tomorrow’s too far to know.
Today my destiny beckons.
Tonight success will glow.
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Disappointments will be many.
Missteps will abound.
My feet will guide me forward.
Destinations will be found.
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I know not where I’m going.
Arriving is not the goal.
The journey is the purpose.
There I can rest my soul.
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The time ahead comes too fast.
The time we see is already past.
The time is now but now is then.
The time to stop’s not if but when.
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When to stop is time to go.
When is if, we already know.
If is what we go and do,
when is when is up to you.
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This week was long but Sunday’s here.
The day is cold yet I’m full of cheer.
Winter’s soon gone, warm thoughts abound.
Soon there’ll be no snow on the ground.
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The sky is bluer and spring is in sight,
beyond the clouds there’s birds in flight.
My mind then wanders to places unknown,
to visions unseen now I’m grown.
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Jumping in puddles and backyard swings,
we laughed at time and all silly things.
But now’s time to clear a weathered head,
a new life begins when I rise from this bed.
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April second has finally arrived.
Fools were tricked as contrived.
Games were played, some were lost.
Some were duped or double crossed.
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A year now past and summer’s near.
Winter surprises we’ll no longer fear.
Warmth consumes and stress we’ll shed.
Sunny thoughts now shine ahead.
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Autumn will come, leaves will fall.
Next it’s time for a Christmas ball.
Then the months when all is gray,
again we’ll wish for April fool’s day.
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I knew one day the time would come.
I knew one day my mind would numb.
This world it seems has gone awry.
Opinions flourish and people die.
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Violence consumes and tears are shed.
Words are spoken but nothing’s said.
Charts are made to show us why.
Colors obscure the pictures’ lie.
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Don’t be fooled this April day.
For one and all is what I say.
Numbers are tricky and often sly.
So think more equal so less will die.
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Blinked and missed the rainbow,
tripped and missed the fall.
I slid right into winter,
waited for spring to call.
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I didn’t hear the ring,
so I put on my old snow boots.
I tiptoed out the door,
everybody’s picking fruits.
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I check to see the time,
but I see my watch is lost.
I wish to start life over,
can’t imagine what’s the cost.
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Forward I must go,
eyes now open wide.
I may be but half-witted,
but at least half is on my side.
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My tale begins with a cautious note;
you should never try to jump a mote.
Pay the admission and take the boat.
You’ll spend ten bucks but save your coat.
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The rest of the day wasn’t much better,
it started to rain and we all got wetter.
My friend ruined her new wool sweater.
Then we all got chased by a big Irish setter.
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We called a cab but didn’t all fit,
in the trunk I had to sit.
Getting out my pants then split.
It was a horrible time I’d like to forget.
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We woke up the next day and the sun was bright.
But the temperature plunged overnight.
The roads were icy and a terrible sight.
My coat had shrunk and now it’s too tight.
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Stuck in our rooms the rest of the trip,
the best of our tour we’d have to skip.
Our bill came and I bit my lip,
the service was good but could afford no tip.
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The day finally came to leave this place;
we all got up late and had to race.
The bus came late and almost out of space.
When we got off I forgot my suitcase.
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At the airport our flight was delayed.
A blizzard was coming and everyone’s afraid.
A pet skunk got loose and I got sprayed.
Now gladly home, where I should’ve stayed.
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I thought by now I’d know;
when to stay and when to go,
when to whisper or to scream,
when to wake from yesterday’s dream.
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I thought by now I’d see;
a more successful version of me,
perhaps a leader at the helm,
I’d guide the future of my realm.
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I thought by now I’d feel;
the joys of persistence and of zeal.
I think I’m almost there,
with thoughts that I can share.
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Kissing and hugging, laughing and loving,
that’s the way our days begin.
The sun will rise in passionate eyes,
our bodies warmed skin to skin.
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The clock ticks fast and gone’s the past,
our future’s a sure win-win.
The world awaits what fate dictates,
our anticipation evident in our grin.
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Tomorrow we’ll see how great it will be,
our souls sharing destiny akin.
For life, it would seem, resembles a dream,
our reality shining from within.
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A week was spent with no heat;
my old boiler had had enough.
Perhaps it was just a test;
to see if we are old house tough.
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The temperature dropped into the teens,
we also had some snow.
We huddled in the kitchen;
basking in the old stove’s glow.
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Now the boiler’s been replaced,
our cold feet are now a memory.
Now which shoe will drop next,
we’ll just have to wait and see.
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