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The numbers say it all
Less is less and more is more
Time to heed the call
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sck070916
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The numbers say it all
Less is less and more is more
Time to heed the call
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sck070916
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Near two centuries standing tall
Perched upon its foundation wall
Stone and rock stacked one at a time
Cracks are filled with mortar and lime
.
Plantings and pruning’s since time’s begun
Nature’s matured, the house and it one
Repairs are always but never to date
A new one’s found just of late
.
It seems there’s a door that escaped my gaze
It’s probably been there for days and days
It welcomed a visitor though I not aware
There’s plenty of room but I’d rather not share
.
A bed was found of rags and fleece
A trap was set for catch and release
The morning came and the trap’s shut tight
Catching the culprit that roams in the night
.
The walk was had on path well worn
Evicting another, my heart is torn
Bound in plastic to hide from the eye
Soon they’ll welcome the bright blue sky
.
With a careful flick and gentle tap
Out popped an alien from its trap
Oh what to do, Oh what to do
The mouse I caught is a shrew
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Research was done, panic’s at rest
Contemplations had of what will be best
Plans conceived to search for the door
Or wait for winter when the problem’s no more
~*~
Sck070616
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Contented with love,
content with life, tables turn
then battered with strife
~*~
sck070516
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Pending ending
Time’s descending
But look up must I
The past leaves us grounded
Yet the future’s in the sky
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Pending ending
Life’s transcending
But look forward must I
Despair is all around
But good does never die
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Pending ending
Love’s remembering
To never forget must I
Endings pending ever change
And alas must I
~*~
Sck070216
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Time’s gone before we see
the entirety of periphery.
Viewing life from afar
speeding past in our car.
.
Vistas ever change
in the given range.
Moving pictures pass
rainbows through the glass.
.
Spreading very thin
the less is seen within.
Edges all around
holding sight and sound.
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Reflections never last
the future comes to fast.
Viewing life from afar
all’s left is the scar.
~*~
Sck062716
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A chorus flesh without minds to teach.
Organs play within arm’s reach.
Letters penned digit free.
Spirit adds and souls see.
Eyes can taste what ears can’t smell.
Lips walk back where legs won’t dwell.
Hands don’t beat the hearts grip.
Lungs do fill with one last sip.
Blood’s bled for freedom’s speech.
Our number’s noted to later preach.
~*~
sck062216
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All have stories, few ever tell,
journeys ventured and desires to quell.
Desires quenched and misgivings had,
good tales abound, few ever bad.
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Temperatures rise and emotions swell,
tightly bound the poet does dwell.
Here words cascade to drown the sad,
ink flows freely I think I’m glad.
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For if to spiral back into my hollow shell,
where the sea’s only heard is my living hell.
There verses echo of another passing fad,
when only time notes the page we add.
~*~
sck061016
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Norms forever change,
reality is the same.
No one is to blame.
~*~
sck060916
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In reverse forward is time.
Today’s feelings, tomorrows rhyme.
Yesterday’s drive neutralized.
Days hide in nights disguised.
To see at last a final verse.
When parked forever in rolling hearse.
~*~
sck060516
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Words dissolve in heart’s resolve,
minds paint shades of gray.
Souls see blue, yellow shines through,
greens brighten our day.
~
The sun sets the sky ablaze,
stars permit our view.
Into space we achingly gaze,
seeking salve for a world with no clue.
~*~
Sck060416
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A mean and petty old boss I once had,
made threats to all when he was mad.
“My pen’s mightier than the sword!” he’d say
“Bad recommendations will affect your pay.”
He was always looking to pick a fight.
So with my pen I poked him – to find he’s right.
~*~
sck053116
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Nature needs man like a hole needs a head.
Man needs nature as butter needs bread.
Needs fulfill, it’s how we’re fed.
Yet when needs consume nature’s dead.
~*~
sck053016
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Steven rhymes with Heaven and Kittell rhymes with hell.
Now as a poet who likes to rhyme I know not where I’ll go in time.
But if a choice there is to be – I’ll surely go where the quill floats free.
~*~
sck052916
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I wait each year for the dandelion bloom
I sit by the window of my cold little room
Awaiting the blossom of sunny yellow delight
Escaping again from this long winter’s night
I ache for the sunshine and fluffy tops to blow
Grown up from the sidewalk where people don’t go
~*~
sck052716
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Forever to dream
violets in bloom, purple’s
now red with the blues
~*~
sck042216
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The millionaire poets, no dollars just sense
Their estates so large too big for a fence
With endless pens to harness the needs
Gardens abound grown from their seeds
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Though time not made with gold on wrist
Dawn awakes when morning kissed
Wealth’s not held it’s how you see
When life’s embrace forever free
~*~
sck042116
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Columns and rows stack the game
Times of yore much the same
Days of peace cloaked in junk mail
Nights at rest dreamt a fairy tale
The dark surrounds all who sleep
What can hold may also keep
Pawns a king can never make
Yet pawn a king can always take
Kings and queens rise and fall
While castle walls forever tall
~*~
Sck041716
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Static unheard in a charged universe,
all’s plus or minus, forward or reverse.
Ions abound to attract and repel.
Eons in space build stories to tell.
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Energy’s harnessed by intensity of a core.
Waves emit in a vacuum of evermore.
Negatives negate, obscuring realization.
Where blinded are we to a positive ion nation.
~*~
Sck041516
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Dew drops sparkling bright
Dawn’s diamonds reflecting light
Free for mornings sight
~*~
sck041416
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Another sun rose on converging tracks
Shedding light on forgotten backs
Graffiti brightens weathered wood and stone
A world rushed past, discarded and alone
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World’s seem endless, far and wide
Though tracks divide side by side
Yet other sides cannot exist
If they did it would be missed
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What is missed remains unseen
As does the time and space between
This ride planned doesn’t go everywhere
The straight and narrow’s only halfway there
~
The other half depends on you
All’s seeking direction as we all do
Equals always parallel, horizons curve and bend
All paths end on point, our perch will depend
~*~
sck041216
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I’m breaking for a
Brain break before my brain is
Mindlessly broken
~*~
sck041816
~*~
May forever’s forever bloom
May our presence never gloom
May your eyes see all truly kind.
May your lips say love is blind
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May your words rest on my ears
May your heart beat back the fears
May your hands reach, touch and hold
May your mind color all bright and bold
~
Yet May’s may not blossom forever
Nor April and June’s Spring together
May all our seasons forever glow
And may our love forever grow
~*~
sck040716
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