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Too Read
Daily poetry
The soothing of a poets heart
But for lover’s not
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That’s Not Funny
Self-deprecation
Is laughing at our failings
And with good reason
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Failing to See a Point
No longer obsessed
By success or of failure
I’m used to failure
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Maturity is
preferring the acoustic
Led Zeppelin tunes
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Disconnectionated
The older I get,
the younger I feel I feel,
till felt what’s real.
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Preflighty Check
Dangerous actions
follow dangerous thinking.
Think before thinking.
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Nit Pickin
When I examine
myself with a microscope
I just get smaller.
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Why must I rise so early from bed?
Why don’t the thoughts leave my head?
Why can’t my answers pass the test?
Why do my dreams never rest?
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Why does every day need a new start?
Why won’t this passion leave my heart?
No, I don’t want to write anymore!
Unless that’s what all this feeling’s for?
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Another day, another time,
what will be tomorrows rhyme?
A rocky past has taken its toll.
Still wonderful people surround my soul.
My head still filled with uncertainty.
And always will be, but that’s just me.
My words fill pages no one will see.
Pencils get shorter, I wish they were free.
Another day, another time,
life’s hard while dreams sublime.
My heart’s thawing from winters long.
My eyes see both right and wrong.
Moments are filled with surprise.
Youth traded becoming wise.
To question this is wiser still.
The time will come, I know it will.
Another rainbow in shades of gray,
another time, another day!
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Bedtime soon and demons shall awake;
but with a soul gone there’s none to take.
The screams in my head scare the spirits away.
Nightmares fast-forward to the light of day.
The ghosts turn white when I yell boo.
And the Reaper can shove his sickle too.
Coz in reality horror lives and fantasy dies.
And sleep‘s just a void behind closed eyes.
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Ever have a day when nothing goes right?
You get up late from a sleepless night.
The gray surrounds with no refrain.
The day’s chilly with dreary rain.
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Inhale some eggs with runny yolks.
Now running behind but out of smokes,
detoured to the store to buy some more.
Rush to work, tip toe through the door.
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But the boss is there, bad news had.
A report’s disappeared, computer’s bad.
The day runs long, no time for lunch.
Tomorrow’s the same, I’ve a hunch.
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Then finally home but all alone.
Heat’s off and chilled to the bone.
Boiler’s ready, thermostat’s not.
Batteries needed that I forgot.
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Hunger’s remembered, cupboards bare.
Cereal found, no milk to spare,
so half a box will have to do.
Nights half over, I’m glad it’s through.
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A new year begins with the start of school.
The days will be busy and our evenings cool.
Jackets we’ll need for our trips to the beach.
Sunsets we’ll miss, they’ve much to teach.
Time brings change as the seasons show.
With seeds now planted our love will grow.
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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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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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In a mirror we see what we feel.
In a lover’s eyes we see what’s real.
The face you see is the one that’s yours.
A glowing smile when you open doors.
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Lips will say “I love you so”.
Hearts then beat because you know.
Eyes twinkle with every greeting.
Arms hold at every meeting.
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The future’s embraced without pain.
Time then passes on a different plane.
Truth enlightens when two are near.
Reflections insure the vision’s clear.
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I promise you all it’s coming soon,
a poem I’ll write with no doom and gloom.
Spring will come and blossoms will bloom,
profoundly imagined locked in winter’s room.
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Winters, like life, always end in demise.
Love again felt will brighten the skies.
Clouds will float and not obscure,
every breath’s a pleasure and pure.
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Summer’s warmth brings the touch of skin.
Icy hearts thaw from deep within.
The hues of fall paint our ground.
A canvas of white offers promise all around.
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When apart, memories I find.
Your portrait’s painted across my mind.
A soundtrack plays, we dance slow.
Visions rewind and forward we go.
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We’ve dinner on the bay.
The sunset’s on its way.
Evening spent at home,
a page of our life’s tome.
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I’ve visions of our time,
I write for you in rhyme.
Words I present to you,
to show my love is true.
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You’re always on my mind,
because you’re sweet and kind.
Your smile lets me know,
that our love will grow.
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Your touch warms my heart.
Each day’s a brand new start.
And when this day does end,
a sonnet I shall send.
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These poems that I share,
is to show you that I care.
These words that you read,
is to know your love I need.
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The sun has risen, a poet’s alone.
He‘s perched on a porch,
atop his worn throne.
The birds whisper clues,
of nature’s good news.
And words start to flow.
At the top of the stair,
my love dreams there,
awaiting a kiss on her cheek.
Eyes soon to open,
we both will see,
this day has bloomed for she.
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Oh, these times they are a changin!
But when are they ever not?
Yesterday just slipped away,
too soon to be forget.
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Pining for our days of yore,
we then post it from our phone.
All the world’s our stage,
yet we feel all alone.
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Calls to arms get dialed up,
connections a bit unclear.
Leadership’s uniformly lacking.
So be careful what you wear.
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Shots soon for all;
get yours while you can.
Self-curing is the aim,
safe then from our fellow man.
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Voids will always fill,
content remains the gamble.
Sequels bound eventually,
till then on we’ll scramble.
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There’s another me I’ve yet to see.
And this other me won’t let this one be.
Both see with my eyes and screw with my head.
But only one’s good, the other better off dead.
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Never certain whom will wake,
or the trouble they will make.
Their highs often go way, way too far,
their lows always leaving a scar.
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I need to know from where this comes,
who eats cake and who gets crumbs?
This rollercoaster must soon stop,
but then a merry-go-round I will hop.
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I’m forcing this poem for a change,
may not be good but surely strange.
And maybe someday we can all agree,
whom the f*** is the real me.
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With each day we do learn,
life is more than we yearn.
Responsibilities never end,
more to share and to lend.
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We give and take for others sake,
returns in kind for us to make.
Care is given when received.
Truth abounds when not deceived.
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Time propels, weights constrain,
with each second the past we gain.
Hearts and minds of equal measure,
balance stacked for us to treasure.
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Skies brighten and again to dim.
Stars don’t shine on a whim.
Thinking love, feeling wise,
tomorrow’s I hear are before our eyes.
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Counting the days till days don’t count,
there’ll be no worries or any doubt.
There’s never to be a frown or a pout.
I could stay in or I can go out.
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Counting the days for my time to sprout,
I’ll get up late with nothing to think about.
I can be really quite or scream and shout.
I’ll always be mellow and never freak out.
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Counting the days to assume some clout,
each moment’s new with adventures to scout.
Destinations will be celebrations to tout.
The sun will shine with or without
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Counting the days thought getting stout.
All will be friends, but for the lout.
I’ll need no maps and never to rout.
I’m never locked in or lucked out.
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Counting days before the days run out,
when never a tear or ever a drought.
Choices all mine, all else to flout.
And blessings counted before checking out.
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As a boy I walked the beach every day.
I stared at the horizon to find my way.
Visions of tomorrow filled my head;
days without fear and a true love to wed.
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Ripples between obscured the view.
Sink or swim’s all I could do.
Years thrashing to stay afloat,
my life preserver’s gone and I no boat.
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From the storm a distant shore arose.
Memories conjured with sand between her toes.
With a youthful splash and mind in the skies,
yesterday’s future floated before my eyes.
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Was a summer returned, the same and new.
That time’s now gone but dreams came true.
The boy now grown, ending his wait.
If a past meant to be it wouldn’t be late.
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As a boy I walked the beach every day.
I stared at the horizon to find my way.
Visions of tomorrow filled my head;
days without fear and a true love to wed.
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Ripples between obscured the view.
Sink or swim’s all I could do.
Years thrashing to stay afloat,
my life preserver’s gone and I no boat.
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From the storm a distant shore arose.
Memories conjured with sand between her toes.
With a youthful splash and mind in the skies,
yesterday’s future floated before my eyes.
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Was a summer returned, the same and new.
That time’s now gone but dreams came true.
The boy now grown, ending his wait.
If a past meant to be it wouldn’t be late.
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