Inspiration

The Glee of We

Daily poetry’s flowing free.
It’s the thought of you and me.
A dream come true, I couldn’t foresee.
She’s a vision of loveliness if ever there be.

This wonderful surge came surprisingly,
though an end will come to this writing spree.
But my love will keep, I hope you see.
The only limit is my longevity.

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No Falls in Sight

Our summer’s now near to end.
Joy’s found with a new best friend.
Autumns turn we’re soon to see.
And together closer we will be.

The winter warmed when we did meet.
Spring blossomed, our feelings grew sweet.
The future’s unknown.
But seasons have shown.

Our time’s vibrant, never gray.
And our love shines brighter each new day.

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Morning Triku #173 ~ Occasional Hubrisity

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Just an Expression

At last old enough
for age to be an excuse
to freely express
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Heads or Tails

With age comes wisdom
but all things are relative
so wise up not ass
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Poetic License

Deep down a dipshit
lying in wait to squirt forth
and conquer an ode
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Earth, Wind and Fire

It’s the last haiku
till syllables dance with lines
in three dimensions

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Feelings Too

I love the way you talk anytime you speak.
I love the way you walk and your strength when I’m weak.
I love your disposition and the way that you feel.
I love to envision and know it’s real.

I love the time when you’re near.
I settle for rhyme when you’re not here.
I’d love to erase our times of sorrow.
I’d love to chase our dreams of tomorrow.

I love these days feeling for you.
I love the ways you feel it too.

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Sun & Clouds

A sunrise missed and my mind’s askew.
Coffee and pencil’s here, but I know not what to do.

My darling sleeps while this morning I write.
And this world awakens from dreams of last night.

I’ve thoughts of love and work, the when and past.
But now the coffee’s cold, cos our time goes fast.

Then scribbled words on the page appear.
Or some cloudy premonitions clearly I fear.

This day’s unsure and maybe more rain.
Thought always we know the sun rises again.

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Uncharted Waters

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Where a river meets a bay,
a quaint sheltered village lay.
Ships of yore still ply the docks.
A tiny lighthouse warns of rocks.

Haunting sounds linger on the breeze.
Shanties of old still to please.
Times bygone we’ve all to explore.
The past opens today’s unknown door.

Nights brighter compared to the then.
Our days shorter way back when.
Yesterday’s preserve tomorrows map.
Horizons calm or a trap.

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This Lucky Sky

The future awaits your love song,
so I’ll keep writing, it won’t be long.
It’ll be the story of a lucky guy.
He looked to the heavens and given the sky.

His clouds paint murals of contemplation.
The wind whispers melodic inspiration.
In the dark of night visions now clear and bright.
The day’s sunlight consumed by your sight.

Sunrise’s more vibrant as each new day begins.
Sunsets shared and this lucky guy wins.

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Leaderlessness

A pad in lap a hand set free.
A mind wanders for words to see.
Emotions enhanced, troubles relieved.
Time unconditional, imagination believed.

Notes of nowhere, deciphering dared.
Scribbles scrawl, reluctance repaired.
Visions doodle in a borderless plane.
Consumed is all in a leaderless reign.

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