Clockwork

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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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Don’t Know

I need a formula to know when best to write.
I write randomly most every day and night.
Rarely is it very good but sometimes it’s all right.

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In search of inspiration everywhere I go.
Some hit in an instant, some never show.
Moods always vary as the poems reflect.
The good and bad, I think are quite easy to detect.

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Sometime when feeling good I’ve nothing good to write.
That ticks me off assuring a terrible night.
But when feeling down writing helps me feel all right.

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Yet the time is spent either way,
though always writing of yesterday.
Where’s the balance, it’s there I’ll go.
So if anybody knows, please let me know.

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Haiku Cassette

Play

What has characters,

stories and hopefully lines?

A writer’s notebook

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Fast Forward

Technology is

Much like life, if not embraced

You’ll be forgotten

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Rewind

Time and energy

consumed is the same reflecting

as is projecting

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Stop

If No means maybe

and maybe means yes then stop

means: Back off ass hole!

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