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Wrappings of the past
Are meant to be discarded
The gift’s the present
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Wrappings of the past
Are meant to be discarded
The gift’s the present
~*~
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Please stand with me on this well-worn street
We can ponder the many perpetual feet
Walk with me please on a path well known
We’ll bask in its beauty with others alone
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Please run with me to distant lands
Leaving our souls in warm wet sands
Then leap with me over oceans vast
We’ll discover our future in the past
*
Please sit with me in this quiet place
We’ll etch in our minds each other’s face
Come lie with me atop the cool lush grass
Forever watching clouds and starlight pass
*
Share with me moments the clock hands can’t reach
The wisdom of time we will learn and teach
Wear with me please a simple band of ore
So we may wander together evermore
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Tis the wind that taps my glass
I close my eyes with hope to pass
Tis the wind beats on my door
I cower and cover till no more
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Tis the wind that haunts my home
Forever it lurks where I roam
Tis the wind rattles my brain
Run do I, none to gain
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Tis the wind wherever I go
Till ash is I then to follow
Tis this wind shall set me free
Scattered safely I will be
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To kill or not kill
That is the question, left unasked
Never unanswered
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Babies bring us joy
Our hope for a future bright
Sharing sleepless nights
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By day I write
and hide from night
By night I hide from myself
That’s when the demons appear
escaping their hidden shelf
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They spill my ink
won’t let me think
I’m forced to quit too soon
Then I’m left with nothing to do
until the setting moon
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The sun will rise
to blurry eyes
And off again I’ll venture
I’ll try to have a brighter day
But darkness remains unsure
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My goal’s now halfway.
I write in rhyme all the time.
Nothing’s good to say.
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Await sunny skies
Awaiting truth that’s a lie
All’s waiting to die
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For those who listen
Nature’s voice beckons sunrise
New day dew glistens
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When dominoes fall
patterns arrange, something’s gone
while something is made
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The jumbled haiku
A Sunday paper poet
Filling in the blanks
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Traveling through time
Searching for the perfect rhyme
Seconds tick, hours chime
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Sunrise awakens
dreams put to rest, minds wander
another days quest
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It’s all fun and games
Until inevitably
An I gets poked out
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Victorious star the moons plight
Peaking from the blanket of night
Blank sheets warmly beckon askew
Water boils, beans grind, minds brew
Sheets fill blank to dark with light
*
Air surrounds all with bright
Life returns to deadened street
Sound returns to lively feet
Sun awakens to night’s sleep
Darkness shallow, day is deep
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We slash and burn
For what we yearn
Drilling holes, no concern
Spending time we didn’t earn
Death devours, we don’t learn
Once gone there’s no return
Replaced we’ll be by roach and fern
~*~
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A leafless tree is
still a tree, a treeless leaf’s
but fallen beauty
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On a bridge, clouds float,
Waters run reflecting life
Whilst lookers stand still
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Cast in bronze, pristine,
Polished, cased, safe on a shelf
Loved from a distance
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I recall the sand
Hiding between tiny toes
Soon to hide the eyes
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Perpetual change
Repetitions over time
Birth, life, death; repeat
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Lava balls racing
Universes compete for
Spectacular ends
~*~
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