Morning Triku #177 ~ Random Waves

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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Little Things

Books grow dusty unread on a shelf.
The poetry of love doesn’t write itself.
Bicycles unridden grow squeakier by the day.
Hearts untethered slowly drift away.
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Kisses can heal the mouths mistakes.
Eyes can see when smiles are fakes.
Arms can hold or they can harm.
Words can hurt or they can charm.
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Time that’s misspent is time we lose.
Time together is the time we choose.
Nothing is wasted when all is used.
Love’s created when souls are fused.
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Choices made are for us to make.
Trust in another is to never forsake.
Relationships are all these things.
And when it’s right what joy it brings.

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Too Many Words

Dreams lie,
poets cry.
Change’s new,
writing’s blue.
Hearts torn,
minds worn.
Sleepless nights,
emotion ignites.
Passion’s hot,
indecision’s not.
Seeking clues,
negativity spews.
Future’s debatable,
perfection’s unattainable.
Happiness eludes,
fear exudes.
Trust questioned,
turmoil’s destined.
Bodies tired,
decision’s required.
Feelings askew,
answers few.
Love shared,
time’s dared.
Yesterday’s die,
tomorrows fly.
Today’s through.
What am I to do?

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Complete

The sun yet risen, the sky yet blue.
Yet my day grows brighter in my view.
A dream begins when I open my eyes.
The truth is seen as she lies.
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Truth is felt with a gentle kiss.
She pulls me closer to share the bliss.
I feel her breath, our heartbeats in sync.
Our body’s one, none to think.
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But if thoughts be had none compare.
A fantasy found, in love we stare.
Temperatures rise in the new dawns glow.
Our senses awaken, whispers flow.
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Visions guide our pleasures sought.
Tomorrow’s now, time has taught.
Our love given is love received.
And another day we’ve achieved.

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We the People

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The Me’s huddled tightly with family alert.
The We’s frolicked freely enjoying dessert.
The Me’s distrustful, their interests first.
The We’s collaborative quenching their thirst.

The Me’s too aligned ruled by a book.
The We’s had comforts the Me’s came and took.
The Me’s dispersed hiding their joy.
The We’s shared all with each girl and boy.

The Me’s sought power devising the divide.
The We’s found solace in a land far and wide.
The Me’s dictate that all is for “Me”
The logic dictates all me’s become we.

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It’s True, It’s True

Our day apart has yet to start,
already I’m missing you.
I woke at dawn with a stretch and yawn,
my morning looking blue.
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Alone I sit, reminiscing a bit,
thinking of the things we do.
We talk and smile and hug a while,
then kiss an hour or two.
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My watch I spy with a longing eye,
wishing this day was through.
The feelings clear that you’re my dear,
you make each minute new.
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Awake I dream a subconscious stream,
my world comes in view.
Silently I sing of the joy you bring,
thankful our love is true.

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The Fallen

Summer love leads to fall.
Autumnal changes effects all.
Leaves turn, soon to drop.
Life moves on and won’t stop.
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Chills felt to the bone.
Warmth’s gone when alone.
Seasons cycle as they must.
Tomorrows come, we have to trust.
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Truth felt in the heart.
Minds make lies art.
Sleep’s unknown for many a night.
Sadness fills each line I write.
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If not loved a future is to find.
If not a poet, perhaps then blind.
Hues created we want to see.
Now the fall’s here for you and me.

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Black and White

Mornings give light.
Emotion fills night.
Eyes force sight.
Legs flee plight.
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Opinions oft slight.
Truth’s never quite.
Souls know right.
Minds will fight.
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Hearts feel blight.
Tomorrows bring fright.
Yesterday lends insight.
Fortitude means might.
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Sparks do ignite.
Love shines bright.
Hands do write.
Life’s to delight.

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Warm and Sunny

Nights end all too soon.
Tomorrows begin with a setting moon.
The sun will rise, together we’ll be.
Our day’s near, my sunshine I’ll see.
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Kisses felt in the heart.
Mine beats faster from the start.
Todays end, then another there’ll be.
The future’s bright for you and me.

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Morning Triku # 174 ~ Good Starts

No Down Side

Creativity’s
not about making things up,
it’s making things work.
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Conundrum

If love made as much
as the time I spend writing,
I’d no time to write.
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All Good

Love is beautiful,
when all else is not. Love is
all when from the heart.

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The Good, the Bad and the Lovely

Your daily greeting I wouldn’t miss.
This morning’s message comes with a kiss.
With a smile I wake, thanks to you.
The smile felt the whole day through.

And though this poem’s not my best,
tomorrows may beat all the rest.
And if not then I’ll try every day,
to express the love I find hard to say.

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Carved in Stone

wickford cove

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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My Masterpiece

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I feel a masterpiece is on the way.
But don’t look now, it’s not today.
I’ll write it all in a lyrical rhyme.
I’ll write of joy and precious time.
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I’ll write of life and of love.
I’ll write of stars that shine above.
I’ll write of places that we’ve seen.
And the quiet times in between.
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We’ve delightful dinners with lovely views,
and our times together with no shoes.
I’ll write of walks in the sand.
I’ll write of sunsets hand in hand.
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I feel this masterpiece is well underway.
I feel it growing every day.
Now volumes I’ll write of loving you.
With a lifetime ahead before it’s through.

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Loveology

beach grass

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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More Love, Less Stress

In times of worry and feeling stress,
when plans made become a mess,
you’ll find the answers no need to guess.
You’re surrounded by friends, no need to regress.
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Troubling thoughts we will address,
my care for you I’ll gladly express.
Our love will grow stronger, never less.
And when a hug’s needed I’ll always say yes.

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Untitled

I warn you now, do not read this.
There are no verses of enlightened bliss.
There’s not a word you would ever miss.
It’s but a passage as I reminisce.
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Parts are true, some maybe not.
Time has fogged and some forgot.
Its pages of perspective yet to have a plot,
it’s yet to have an end or a juggernaut.
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To a readers’ mind it’s a fictional brew.
And like yours parts too are true.
Our characters blended to shade our hue.
Our morals sculpted to fit our view.
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Dreams are added, we all share those.
They’re a third of our life no one knows.
They’re also the guide that shapes and grows.
Our time awake, the dreaming then shows.
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Memories linger and lessons remain.
There’s good and bad but none to regain.
Forwards the choice regardless the brain,
the author’s irrelevant; we’ve all had our pain.
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If you’ve read this far just wait and see.
Our stories are similar, I think you’ll agree.
Our life is lived with hopes to be free.
And the ending’s the same for you and me.

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Dawns on Me

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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I Saw Today

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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