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A Day Not Led
Get Up, in your head.
Sunrise’s free, truth’s unsaid.
Lie now, time soon dead
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Revolutionary
Seek inspiration.
Find joy, love and harmony.
Share with poetry.
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Time for a Bigger Clock
Time waits on no one.
The future wound with shared hands.
Now is tomorrow.
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In the still of a new day’s dawn,
quiet of mind and blissfully drawn,
all’s free when darkness gone.
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Sun’s arisen, shadows loom,
sounds of day muffle the gloom,
stones to turn, bloom or doom.
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The hour golden, day’s soon to fade,
moments collected, time’s paid,
life’s spent, remains made.
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Day concedes, moon’s on the rise,
countless stars fill endless eyes,
space between kept wise.
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Dreams await, troubles naught,
loops thrown, catches caught,
my day was what was thought.
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It’s a welcome surprise most every day.
Her eyes tell what words can’t say.
Love’s just a word that’s heard all around.
But the feeling screams without a sound.
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I started today with “WOW!”, though I don’t know how it ends.
I’ll have a stress-free day and share some time with friends.
I coulda started the day with “Aw sh*t, here we go again”
But we all know what’s gonna happen then.
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I’m gonna live my life the way I live in my dreams.
But the life of a dreamer’s not always as it seems.
I’m gonna do something that makes me feel smart.
And a well-chosen word’s the perfect place to start.
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I want to write more love poems
and I want to do it soon.
I don’t want to write of heartache.
I want to snuggle beneath the moon.
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I want to write more love poems
and express the love in my heart.
I want them to inspire
and be reminders when apart.
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I want to write more love poems
and share one each and every day.
I want to write more love poems,
but to rush is not the way.
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I saw today my baby’s start
Opened her eyes and stole my heart
I saw today her smile at me
We brought her home, safe as can be
I saw today her tucked in bed
Gently leaned over to kiss her head
I saw today my baby weep
Snuggled her gently back to sleep
I saw today my baby eat
Covered from head to little feet
I saw today my baby sit
Till falling over in a giggle fit
I saw today my baby crawl
Tried to escape down the hall
I saw today my baby stand
Holding my finger in her hand
I saw today my baby walk
Then soon after began to talk
I saw today my baby run
Laughing and screaming, having fun
I saw today her surprise art
The wall and it shall never part
I saw today her bruise a knee
Climbed too high and fell from a tree
I saw today her play tattoo
0n her belly, red, green and blue I saw today her find a cat
Opened the door and that was that
I saw today her ride a bike
Though too young to be off her trike
I saw today she learned to swim
Tub’s full, splashes over the rim
I saw today her play a song
Tiny violin with bow so long
I saw today my baby grew
She had to shop for something new
I saw today her off to school
Not holding hands, acting cool
I saw today she was funny
On the coach napping with bunny
I saw today her go to the dance
Just for fun and not for romance
I saw today her drive a car
I hope she doesn’t go too far
I saw today her graduate
Then off to college, she’ll do great
I saw today my baby grown
Off to the city, on her own
I saw today her new career
Making art for people to wear
I saw today she’s just like us
The best of both, with little fuss
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Grays are Lies
To write with the dawn,
sky’s to rise to brilliant eyes.
To her I am drawn.
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Tests Are
Sunday mornings are:
times of quiet and peaceful rest,
shared zest, feeling best.
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We Are We
We are as we are.
We’re at the place that we are.
We choose who we are.
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The waiting’s over, my time is here.
The day is new, let’s spread the cheer.
The sky’s blue and the grass is green.
The birds are singing, the future’s seen.
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The morning began much the same.
Yesterday’s wishes never came.
Dreams of the night faded away.
Eyes now open to yet another day.
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Something’s different, I don’t know why.
Perhaps it’s the cloudless, deep blue sky.
Maybe springtime has filled my head.
Or could my head is done with the dread.
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I don’t know how much time I’ve to live.
I don’t know how much more I can give.
I don’t know and I don’t much care.
This feels so good I’d love a spare.
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I do know how much more I can take.
But today’s the day that I would make.
Then make more for all to enjoy.
Peace and love to all us hoi polloi.
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A walk along the shore,
and a visit to the past.
Tides are changing quickly.
The future’s coming fast.
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With every step a second,
the miles pass us by.
Hills climbed now distant,
racing toward the sky.
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Blink and moments missed,
sit and feet skipped.
Always more is needed.
And yet we came equipped.
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This quest, never ending,
measurements observed.
Time shared with others;
is the length deserved.
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Good morning sunshine, our day’s begun.
I feel your warmth, let’s have some fun.
The dark is fading, eyes fill with light.
Awakened are we and all is bright.
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Today I’m lost and can’t find my way.
I look toward the sky to guide the day.
The sky was blue; I shared a smile.
Still, I’m lost but gained a mile.
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I look to the ground; I’ve a path to find.
The ground was hard; my steps were kind.
Yet still I wander, walking on air.
My head’s in the clouds, inward stare.
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I look straight ahead, my path’s now known.
Each step forward is another step grown.
Journeys all end, destination’s the same.
Directions clear, be glad you came.
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Mother’s Day comes in May,
the perfect time of year.
Flower’s blooming everywhere,
share a bunch and spread the cheer.
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Yet moms are here every day,
perfect from day one.
They watched us bloom from nowhere.
And their sharing’s never done.
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So, one day a year don’t forget:
flowers, lunch and, of course, a card.
All those things are everywhere.
It shouldn’t be that hard.
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Patterns, Patterns seen, felt and heard,
some imaginary, some absurd.
Some are real and some deceive,
some are made to make us believe.
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Time has a pattern, we call it time.
Life has a pattern, two sides of prime.
Joy’s pattern runs every other cycle.
The space between varies by psychal.
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Identifying patterns is a chore or a game.
Seen from afar they all look the same.
Personal patterns are for us to decide.
Why be camo with nothing to hide?
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While searching for time I lost my mind.
With days to pass I’ve seconds to find.
A second helping or a second chance,
my heart’s ticking my feet yell dance.
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Nature’s music fills my ears.
A show of hands notes the years.
A watch found strikes back at me.
Its shattered face says nothing’s free.
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Beneath this glass all is well.
Time moves on and yet still I dwell.
Alarm bells ringing, my hour’s been found.
Wind me up, I’m timely bound.
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Mowers, blowers and flame throwers, it’s time to clean my yard.
Spring is here, just once a year, so it’s really not that hard.
Leaves and weeds and other debris will all just disappear.
And it only takes an hour or so, but my neighbors all live in fear.
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The police get called and a laugh we share, when the yelling’s done.
The officer gave the thrower a try and had never had such fun.
The smoke finally clears; my work is done; it’s time now to relax.
I think I’ll wear shorts today and take off these flame-proof slacks.
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Good morning Monday,
our week’s underway.
The day starts surely,
as our nights end early.
Dreams fill moments between.
Times of darkness go unseen.
Hearts and mind rest at ease,
hearing your whispers on the breeze.
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I woke up late and missed the dawn.
Tribulation’s already spawn.
The light of day consumed the stars,
sounds of birds replaced by cars.
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But spring is here and days are long.
Nature’s rebirth is going strong.
A failed alarm won’t trouble me.
Hello new day, we’ve much to see.
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Only Reflection
Depression is when
the fog passes and the dark
is only more clear
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What’s Right
When optimism writ
Pessimism can be erased
Realism then left
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Libra-tions
Balance achieved when
heavy hearts and weighty souls
meet a mind on point
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Letters we’ve sent, letters we don’t,
some we regret and some we won’t.
Some we forget, some we obsess,
some move forward, others regress.
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The future will tell what we choose,
what we keep and the things we lose.
We’re in charge but not always sure,
some will quit while others endure.
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Love it seems a double edged sword,
piercing the heart where life is stored.
Push too hard and the feelings gone,
though properly placed in we’re drawn.
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Staying sharp we all can agree;
brings out the best in you and me.
Sharpen your pencils, grab your pad,
connect the dots and you’ll be glad.
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This morning’s poem for you I write,
of lucid visions dreamt in the night.
Images pass of cloudless days,
free of worry, blues or grays.
Our sunsets color an endless shore.
Mornings dance across the kitchen floor.
Hand in hand the future we greet.
Hurdles conquered leapt with four feet.
Two heads balance on shoulders twice broad.
Laughter’s twice loud with joy to afford.
Love’s twice strong with hearts entwined.
My dreams dreamt with you I find.
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Love, defined, I have no clue.
Time has taught each day is new.
Life has shown those days too few.
Joy is what we feel and do.
Home is where I wake with you.
And love, it seems, is the glue.
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The dawn of a new year,
its light yet to shine.
Seconds unresolved,
awaiting times’ design.
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The future shares no clues,
the past our only guide.
Imagination moves us forward.
Darkness is where we hide.
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Fractions divide realities.
Dawn varies on this sphere.
When your sun arises;
imagine a peaceful new year.
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