Nothing is as it was.
Why make it harder just because?
Forward is as forward does.
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Our feet lead to where from was.
Where’s many, was once just because.
The forward is as the forward does.
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Nothing is as it was.
Why make it harder just because?
Forward is as forward does.
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Our feet lead to where from was.
Where’s many, was once just because.
The forward is as the forward does.
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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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Yeah, they made it, little Ena’s here!
Grandpa’s happy to see his dear.
We had a tea party, read some books,
explored all the house’s crannies and nooks.
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We played some more then off to the tub.
Her mom takes over to scrub a-dub, dub.
We read one more book that turned into three.
Then that sleepy baby fell asleep on me.
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We all woke today at seven o’clock.
We had some breakfast and found her sock.
Now they’re packing, then to a Pow Wow.
I wanted to go, but I’m too tired now.
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Day two’s now well underway,
I’ve nothing to write, nothing to say.
But I’m happy and that’s always OK,
couldn’t ask for a prettier day.
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So I’ll just ponder, won’t read the news,
I’d rather be dull than shine with the blues.
It’s time to reflect on all of life’s hues.
It’s time to relax, I’ve paid my dues.
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But I’ll do something, which goes without saying,
I am getting older, my hair now graying.
I’ve a world to inspire, no time for delaying,
just not today, after all I’m vay-kay-ing.
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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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One can sit or stand,
shut, push, pull, pick or tune up.
But never give up.
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I woke today all askew.
Got up late but dreamt of you.
Our day was perfect, evening grand.
We watched the sunset hand in hand.
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The moon rose and stars shined bright.
There could never be a better night.
Then a bell rang, my dream was done.
But I’ll see you soon for some real fun.
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Be daily impressed and impress.
Depress as needed, never regress.
Less to suppress is a better guess.
Success is not always progress.
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Give more, don’t settle for less.
Lies compound, do confess.
Love’s a belief to profess.
And press on through the mess.
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Beyond the Glass
My windows are closed.
The air cold and leaves fallen.
Yet birds sing somewhere.
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Sticky
With the glue of two,
broken hearts can mend anew.
Or someone gets stuck.
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Self-Love
Love Unimpassioned,
is much like one hand clapping,
every morning.
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Our time apart,
let’s call it art,
performed by you and me.
Scenes created,
of time elated,
hearts and minds set free.
Direction’s un-needed,
cos soon you’ll be greeted,
by dreams and wishes we share.
Reality resumes,
our passion consumes,
inhibitions we now dare.
The curtain will close,
the applause still goes
fantasy’s now to start.
The love we’ve made,
is never to fade,
encores we’re always a part.
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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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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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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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Should have ended yesterday, do is today.
Tomorrow’s yet to come and we have the say.
Most tasks can be trivial but they must be done.
First things must be first, before we have our fun.
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Could have’s not a reason, would have is worse.
That woulda, coulda, shoulda, the habitual curse.
The only thing that matters is who we truly are.
Do the things you need to do, surely you’ll go far.
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The sun has risen on a beautiful day.
Why it will be I cannot say?
But I woke at dawn and I feel great.
My house is warm and troubles can wait.
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The coffee is hot and the music’s down low.
I won’t ponder how the future might go.
For now, all’s good, no problems in sight.
This day is bright and I see the light.
~*~
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