Reservation and hesitation,
a parting of heart and mind,
remaining only consolation,
as our instincts have defined.
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Reservation and hesitation,
a parting of heart and mind,
remaining only consolation,
as our instincts have defined.
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In search of a fairy tale one slipped my gaze,
tis the tale of ordinary days.
There still be pirates that roam the seas.
Kings and queens still do what they please.
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Animals speak and ease our fear,
wheels launch and cycles steer.
In the sky on wings we glide.
In castles fortified we seek and hide.
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Space is felt between the lines.
Time’s lost when the cover confines.
Peace is eluded when parts anoint.
Love’s drawn to illustrate our point.
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There’s joy to read in a child’s eyes.
To overlook the smile dies.
Stories told, life’s to chart,
character’s cast from the start.
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Been writing introspectively of late,
it’s been months and months without a date.
How much longer must I wait?
I need a break, that’ll be great.
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Soon the winter will dissipate.
And a sunny forecast I anticipate.
But paths will always deviate,
the twists and turns we can all relate.
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Questions arise without debate.
Answer’s befallen of luck or fate.
Time uncharted I blindly navigate.
My soul wanders without a mate.
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Sonnets await the love to create.
Feelings and desires never abate.
A head in the clouds carries their weight.
But a heart enlightened is never too late.
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The harder one works the easier it gets.
The grosser it is the more one nets.
The less you gamble the safer the bets.
Jackpots may allude but so will regrets.
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All that glitters not gold, like sunsets.
The more thought is less the debts.
The higher the notes the wider one frets.
The more down the more upsets.
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The more learned the less one forgets.
The more tolerance is less threats.
Climbs less long the more one jets.
Couples always pair but never sets.
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The more the better never abets.
The more lost the more one sweats.
Appetites appeased the more one wets.
The more prepared is the less not yets.
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If all could love all, we’d all be pets.
And if all loved forever, we’d all be vets.
From the onset there’s no a preset or resets.
There’s only mindsets and begets.
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After all, the world is just half duets.
So let’s all play well together, yes lets.
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I think I feel a story coming on.
I’ll need a character, I’ll call him John.
And of course he’ll meet a girl.
I guess I’ll just name her Shirl.
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I only did that for the rhyme.
But I’ll try a little harder next time.
The pair will meet on a lonely street.
John will ask where there’s a place to eat.
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As luck would have Shirl’s on her way.
They ate, talked and laughed the rest of the day.
The sun long set and the check long paid.
The time was now for a plan to be made.
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John thought to himself, what should I do?
His reasons for reservation are more than a few.
Shirl too was thinking exactly the same.
When the pieces are alike it’s no longer a game.
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The conversation faded and they drifted apart.
Was it the fear of the end or of the start?
I wish this tale had a happier end.
But then again it’s all just pretend.
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Sitting in silence alone with my thought,
thinking of time when quiet’s sought.
But time it seems does not align,
to my plans or grand design.
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Intersections come to bear,
a train of thought gets us there.
Whistles and bells are sure to please,
with some steam we’ll never freeze.
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We’ll shovel shit to eat some bread.
Or dig ever deeper into our head.
Pain’s always felt to reach the goal.
The track we choose carries our soul.
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I play with words cos it’s fun.
And when I’m hollow, I’ll be done.
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Behind every smile a hidden face.
The truth beams or without a trace.
An image forged dissolves with heat.
Lies spewed oozes defeat.
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Laughter forced not funny to hear.
Lines punched soon disappear.
The folly of life is the reality of death.
Friend or foe we share their breath.
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Digging deep for words obscure,
most buried others with allure.
Infinite combinations unlock a soul.
But the twists and turns take their toll.
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To pirouette or to crawl,
balance sought so not to fall.
Random memes are filling my brain.
The line is fine between output and insane.
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Random thoughts not easily penned.
Not all poems have an end.
So today I’m a poet with a smile bright,
though reality beckons fantasy’s in sight.
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Once upon a time,
I sat down to rhyme.
But the words just wouldn’t flow.
So I stood for a while,
I tried to smile.
But my face didn’t choose to go.
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So I threw down my pen,
I said never again.
Never again I’ll seek to know!
I then sulked for a bit,
resisting a fit.
I didn’t want to put on a show.
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Then I looked around twice,
saw everything was nice.
And I crouched down ever so slow.
While paying no mind,
I fell on my behind.
Embarrassment was mostly the blow.
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Though just a stupid gaffe,
it kinda made me laugh.
Then again I began to grow.
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The state of disunion was on display,
saw it on TV, it disrupted my day.
Tho all the true colors were shining bright,
reality’s star shone black and white.
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With disillusioned diatribe and distasteful demeanor,
words disbelieved if to be keener.
While this dystopian pageant was donned to impress,
hopefully next year he’s a different address.
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The sun rose before my eyes,
a morning poem’s on the rise.
A burst of orange is better than gray,
a better start to a better day.
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Seeds of solace lovingly grown,
notes from friends set the tone.
Music’s on and coffee’s hot,
yesterday’s chill know forgot.
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The clock reminds it’s time to go,
a future’s ahead though yet to show.
Dreams now at rest and goals call,
life awaits, good morning all.
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Work is looming,
my mind is zooming.
The clock is no friend.
The day’s yet started,
yet I wish its end.
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The future’s bright,
if just to fight.
But time does run.
The race beats on,
to the rising sun.
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The past’s the guide,
gloom’s to subside.
Better moments await.
Tomorrow we’ll see,
if not too late.
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History tells of brother’s scorn,
clawing their rise with tooth and horn.
One’s to rest upon tomorrows throne,
a golden perch to call their own.
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Eyed by others to take that place;
the hidden, visceral and puckered face.
With but one to thrive each will strive,
who will choice to stay alive?
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While kings of yore as knight once shone,
kings that bore by night just moan.
But history bores so I’ll say no more,
mysteries conclude in days for sure.
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She’s the radiance of a sunset,
I hope to never end.
She’s the softness of a petal,
on the rose I’d love to send.
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My imagination hears her voice,
with every gentle breeze.
My life would fill with thank you’s,
if only I could please.
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With the risen sun,
our day’s begun.
There are things to do,
quite a few.
The moon will rise,
to blacken skies.
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Life’s to rest,
tomorrow’s guessed.
Then to sleep,
dreams to seep.
Then rising anew,
sunny or blue?
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Sun’s soon to rest
Sky’s ablaze
Moon’s on the rise
Stars to gaze
Soon we’re to sleep
The vision stays
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Ebbs and flows
Highs and lows
When will it stop?
Nobody knows
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Sometime content
Other times mad
One minute happy
The next one’s sad
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Sometimes I write
Morning, noon and night
Then in an instant not
All my thoughts just forgot
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But tomorrow will come
And change there’ll be
Good or bad
Being down’s up to me
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From the loins of lions a kitten roars.
With tender purrs love’s yours.
When all’s safe peacefully snores,
all’s warm when all adores.
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Tummies tickled rolled on floors,
time entwined never bores.
Gentle licks on all fours,
lap thrust emotion soars.
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Hunger’s fed the nibble cures.
Partners always there’s never chores,
when all’s open no settling scores.
From the loins of lions, a winner of wars.
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Sunrise’s heard, they paint with rain.
They feel joy and others pain.
They fall in love with the greatest of ease.
They sculpt our dreams as they please.
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Sunsets beckon their stars to shine.
Heartbreaks linger, the rush divine.
Past souls tread to futures new.
Their blood’s read erasing the blue.
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Their time shared with all, but few.
Though recounting seconds is what poets do.
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A sea of change now just offshore,
though the breeze not as before.
An icy swell I was cast,
drowned in the sands of the past.
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Sailors sink and they swim.
Up’s the course when all is dim.
Endearing winds happen fast.
Direction lost when left aghast.
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Within our chest all’s in reach.
Good mates know the knots to teach.
Times fills space with endless contrast,
degrees between forever vast.
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Sun’s will rise when darkness shed,
horizons always just ahead.
Thought smooth sailing can never last,
destinations await ye ole enthusiast.
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Shake me please, I can not wake.
Mind’s exhausted, rest I ache.
Nightmares consume the hours long.
Alarms blare with every song.
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A love taken another lost,
spirits dictate, sheets tossed.
Days dark by night I mourn.
Time shared now heart’s torn.
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Dreams of tomorrow gone in a blink,
eyes shut I fear to think.
Shake me please, I can not wake.
Yesterday’s choke each breath I take.
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I spend my days dreading the night.
Heart’s beat soundly but I don’t want to fight.
Writing’s dark, so I turned off the light.
Maybe the next life will be alright.
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Moonlit melodies of tales great;
a princess awaits a frog of fate.
Magic kissed an imagined pair mate.
But to croak to soon is to be too late.
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