Only dreamers live the life they choice.
Only gamblers have a life to lose.
With every word there’s a cost.
With every second a second’s lost.
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Every child has a dream to live.
Every parent has a life to give.
And for every wish there’s a smile.
But only love makes it all worthwhile.
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In the name of man’s greed and chicken feed,
a farmer hatched his scheme to succeed.
He’d create a chicken with numerous wings.
Then, he too, could soar with the like’s kings.
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Wings sell well but they sell way too cheap.
But if he had more the more he would reap.
He mortgaged his house and sold his truck.
He kept his old dog who brought him luck.
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His wife kicked him out to sleep in the hay.
The breeding was started the very next day.
Time quickly passed and soon it was a year.
Most thought him a fool, although sincere.
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With a cock-a-doodle-do he rose with the sun.
The day would be his, full of pride, joy and fun.
He sprinted to the house to fetch his ex-wife,
who had recently remarried to start a new life.
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They walked to the barn, after some yelling.
The closer they got the more they were smelling.
With the odor intense, the farmer opened the door.
And with one big swoosh his hopes were no more.
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His most wonderous chickens all flew the coop.
And the poor farmer left with only their poop.
The lesson of course being evolution’s not a race.
And those who disbelieve get egg on their face.
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Awaiting the sunrise,
starlight fills sleepy eyes,
coffee’s brewing brighter skies.
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I feel today’s a happy day.
Clearing is the persistent gray.
And spring’s finally on its way.
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Summer’s next, heart’s to thaw.
The beats of two inspire with awe.
Sunset’s as one an unimagined draw.
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With a change of hue fall we’ll thirst,
a future’s quenched well-rehearsed.
But I think I need my second cup first.
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It’s the perfect end to a perfect night.
We kissed in the rain beneath the blue light.
Seems Mother Nature had her chance.
She lit up the sky for our romance.
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Howling
There once was a spark.
The spark’s now gone; all is dark.
Time to e-embark.
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Shootin’ Blanks
Reasons to pack heat:
Security issues or
insecurity.
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Lost in Space
Opinions matter,
Facts and truth matter more.
Tomorrows tell all.
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One more month and spring is here.
When freezing to death’s no longer a fear.
We’ll pack our sweaters, hats and coats.
Soon the bay will fill with boats.
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Flowers will bloom and temps will rise.
Trees will green before longing eyes.
Days get longer, nights a bit cool.
But now we wait, because time’s cruel.
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I don’t hate winter or the cold.
But those months are growing old.
I do like autumn but spring is still best.
So for one more month I’ll just rest.
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Too Read
Daily poetry
The soothing of a poets heart
But for lover’s not
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That’s Not Funny
Self-deprecation
Is laughing at our failings
And with good reason
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Failing to See a Point
No longer obsessed
By success or of failure
I’m used to failure
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Why must I rise so early from bed?
Why don’t the thoughts leave my head?
Why can’t my answers pass the test?
Why do my dreams never rest?
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Why does every day need a new start?
Why won’t this passion leave my heart?
No, I don’t want to write anymore!
Unless that’s what all this feeling’s for?
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As a child I was longing to see;
those glorious times ahead of me.
The ocean called as did the stars.
Riches I’d have and fancy cars.
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I’d marry a princess, have lots of kids.
I’ll do all the things that mom forbids.
I’d stay up late and eat lots of sweets.
I’ll sleep till noon on soft flannel sheets.
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Teen years came, dreams went astray.
I dreaded school and my life in every way.
But off I trudged through rain and snow.
Where I was going I didn’t know.
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Hair grew long and patience grew thin.
Trouble was found, most from within.
The rage was waning by senior year.
My future was waiting tied to a pier.
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Adventures were had though not for long.
I did some things I knew were wrong.
The hammer fell then back on the street.
Many days traveled to get home and eat.
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Dad was displeased, mom’s not surprised.
It was about my time to get civilized.
I rode the bus to work at the mill.
The paychecks earned were never to thrill.
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My life, I thought, was now just a waste.
Decision made poorly and with great haste.
Dreams of the past seemed now far away.
Would the rest of my life be like today?
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Options getting fewer, debts soon to grow.
Choices are but two, the time’s now to go.
At that very instant dreams came back in view.
As learning from the past will awaken you.
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The bloom has gone from my fragrant rose.
Will it return, no one knows.
The thorns are still there, in my side.
The bleeding continues yet the words now hide.
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The trellis climbed, my energy’s spent.
Yet each day I wake in search of a scent.
The ground’s now closer, I taste the dirt.
My feelings strong but now they hurt.
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Perhaps a tree I’ll now befriend.
Trees live long, I’ll miss their end.
My pen will rest as I branch out.
I’ll climb again but poetry’s in doubt.
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Another day, another time,
what will be tomorrows rhyme?
A rocky past has taken its toll.
Still wonderful people surround my soul.
My head still filled with uncertainty.
And always will be, but that’s just me.
My words fill pages no one will see.
Pencils get shorter, I wish they were free.
Another day, another time,
life’s hard while dreams sublime.
My heart’s thawing from winters long.
My eyes see both right and wrong.
Moments are filled with surprise.
Youth traded becoming wise.
To question this is wiser still.
The time will come, I know it will.
Another rainbow in shades of gray,
another time, another day!
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There are parts of her I’ve yet to kiss.
But all will be found and none I’ll miss.
Her lips well covered her face always more,
her neck I long to further explore.
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Her lobes enjoyed and nibbled much.
Her body quivers to my gentle touch.
Passion ensues and intuition guides.
New destinations found as my tongue glides.
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Her response is felt on my warm lips,
whilst hands caress her soft round hips.
The kissing proceeds from her head to toes.
But parts in-between I shan’t expose.
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A summer morning lovely,
I dashed out for a walk.
The birds were singing cheerfully,
we all then had a talk.
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They asked me where I’m going,
I told them I don’t know.
They said they’re not surprised,
that’s how humans go.
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They’re always going someplace,
not often knowing where.
You’d think they own this planet,
the one we have to share.
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I feared my life was over,
Hitchcock came to mind.
A war soon was coming,
everything against mankind.
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I hurried home to safety,
not knowing what to do.
My dog now too looks scary,
gnawing on a plastic chew.
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I think I had a hapiphany,
an epiphany of living happily.
It’s the manifestation of all things good.
And living the life I know we should.
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Surrounded by loved ones and good friends,
my face hurts a little cos the smiling never ends.
I wake each morning eager to rise,
I watch light fill the starry night skies.
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But with the good comes the bad,
I read the news and feel real sad.
So I write of love, joy and bliss.
Then I run upstairs for the day’s first kiss.
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While my angel slumbers peacefully,
I rearrange animals to make room for me.
Then I slip back in bed with never a peep.
I’ll kiss her shoulder till the end of her sleep.
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“Good morning, I love you” are the first words she’ll hear.
She’ll then pull me closer with warmth to share.
She’ll open her eyes and “I love you” returned.
And a great day has started from all that I’ve learned.
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In the morning cool the mind is clear.
Thoughts are pure and free to share.
Daily troubles still faraway,
evening memories I wish to stay.
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Solace is found in the arms of another.
The world’s problems no longer smother.
Gentle kisses give way to sleep.
Evening memories I’ll surely keep.
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The sun will rise and then to set.
Work consumes, but no regret.
The moon will shine on a love that’s mine.
Evening memories, forever fine.
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Waves crash on rocky shores.
Hinges creak on old wood doors.
The wind howls through the night.
All’s quiet in the morning light.
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Love is made as the day permits.
Problems rise to test our wits.
Empires fall; we’ve heard of Rome.
Solace’s found returning home.
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Partnerships fail or can flourish.
Nothing’s achieved with just a wish.
Time moves forward and doesn’t wait.
But stuff doesn’t matter with the perfect mate.
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Weathering Heights
With beauty comes love.
With nature comes peace of mind.
Both come change with force.
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Guess Good
Heaven or hell is.
It’s the instant before death.
Pre and post a guess.
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No End
Running on empty,
writing talk of walk the walk,
while crawling on full.
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The pressure’s on to write another.
The question is; why do I bother.
I wake each day before sunrise,
colors burst before my eyes.
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From black to purples then reds galore,
the depths of each I shall explore.
Orange and yellows welcome pale blues,
clouds frame the futures clues.
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Thoughts of dreams now come to light,
yesterday’s dread now out of sight.
Rhyming words soon fill my head.
Verses form when the sleep is shed.
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I ponder what this day will bring.
I’ll sway in time as the birdies sing.
I hope a love poem’s seeping in.
Thinking of my sweet I start to grin.
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She slumbers while I meet with dawn.
The beauty of each I am drawn.
Though today my mind’s a bit a-flutter,
perhaps tomorrow I’ll write another.
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While riding today on my swing,
I heard a song and started to sing.
It’s an outside song, inside not heard,
beetles clicking with a chirping bird.
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In the wood wind blows through the trees.
Back-up came from the buzzing bees.
Keeping the beat atop a log,
bass was played by a croaking frog.
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My little dog barked but not too loud.
My kitty cat danced and meowed.
It’s nature’s band and I will sing,
soaring high on my backyard swing.
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A new year begins with the start of school.
The days will be busy and our evenings cool.
Jackets we’ll need for our trips to the beach.
Sunsets we’ll miss, they’ve much to teach.
Time brings change as the seasons show.
With seeds now planted our love will grow.
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I went to an umbrella factory.
I’m glad it didn’t pour.
They don’t make umbrellas there,
at least not anymore.
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There were a few gift shops,
some chickens and an emu.
The restaurant was closed,
there wasn’t much left to do.
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But I saw my little Ena.
We had a really nice time.
We said our long goodbyes.
Then home to write today’s rhyme.
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Minutes feel like hours,
the hours seem like days.
Time is at a standstill,
awaiting my lover’s gaze.
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Her scent I can recall,
her face I clearly see.
My heart beats a little faster,
when thinking of her with me.
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My arms are meant to hold her,
our lips were meant to touch.
Our words are always shared,
when saying “I love you so much”
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