City lights blink,
Chill of the evening,
People going somewhere,
Others without a care.
Contemplate a problem,
Listen a fair share,
We aren't much different,
Questions everywhere.
A moment to sit back,
Glasses half full,
Red glow of heat,
Comradery.
This series of poems are for inspirations and imagination, a chance to pause and think about the paradoxes of life, and to enjoy the wonder.
Sunday, December 30, 2012
Thursday, December 27, 2012
Sleeping
Cries in the night,
Had a bad dream,
Why did you leave me?
Can't you see the weeping?
Scoot over for me,
Make a kid some room,
Hold but not too close,
Forgive the flailing.
Feeling better now,
Slept so soundly,
Whats the matter daddy?
Why haven't you been sleeping?
Had a bad dream,
Why did you leave me?
Can't you see the weeping?
Scoot over for me,
Make a kid some room,
Hold but not too close,
Forgive the flailing.
Feeling better now,
Slept so soundly,
Whats the matter daddy?
Why haven't you been sleeping?
Sway
Frustrated fancies,
Plans to tatter,
Pushed at the wall,
They don't shatter.
Many a star in the sky,
Dancing in their course,
Hard as I try,
Not around you or I.
Sipping at the coffee,
So much for scheming,
Tried to bend the time,
The world still holds sway.
Plans to tatter,
Pushed at the wall,
They don't shatter.
Many a star in the sky,
Dancing in their course,
Hard as I try,
Not around you or I.
Sipping at the coffee,
So much for scheming,
Tried to bend the time,
The world still holds sway.
Thursday, December 20, 2012
Prick
Self righteous quip,
What a trick,
None acquit,
Home of the nit!
We aren't dead,
All carry lead,
So many in the red,
Common path tread.
Conscience to prick,
Food to the wit,
Truth to be writ,
Pride of the twit!
What a trick,
None acquit,
Home of the nit!
We aren't dead,
All carry lead,
So many in the red,
Common path tread.
Conscience to prick,
Food to the wit,
Truth to be writ,
Pride of the twit!
Tokens
Four hundred days,
Three hundred too many,
Tokens of life,
Stolen for gold.
Only so many,
No account too large,
Tossed in a pool,
Lost to the dark.
Some for you,
To others impart,
How do we spend?
Dwell well on the art.
Three hundred too many,
Tokens of life,
Stolen for gold.
Only so many,
No account too large,
Tossed in a pool,
Lost to the dark.
Some for you,
To others impart,
How do we spend?
Dwell well on the art.
Indolence
Poverty or wealth?
The choice seems clear,
For one the bitter cold,
The other little fear.
Yet wisdom on the table,
Intelligence be bartered,
Soundness of mind,
Let not be altered.
I'd rather the road,
Discernment remain,
To gilded chambers,
Upon indolence be laid.
The choice seems clear,
For one the bitter cold,
The other little fear.
Yet wisdom on the table,
Intelligence be bartered,
Soundness of mind,
Let not be altered.
I'd rather the road,
Discernment remain,
To gilded chambers,
Upon indolence be laid.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
The Shelf
Echoes in the hallway,
Dancing memories,
Shadows on the wall,
The years have passed.
Too young to regret,
Old enough to know,
How dim the respect,
Time that has flown.
Reflection for tomorrow,
Joy in the moment,
Chapters carried with me,
Volumes to put on the shelf.
Dancing memories,
Shadows on the wall,
The years have passed.
Too young to regret,
Old enough to know,
How dim the respect,
Time that has flown.
Reflection for tomorrow,
Joy in the moment,
Chapters carried with me,
Volumes to put on the shelf.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Reality
A dream on hold,
Not so bad at times,
Growing up,
The hardest part of life.
Some say just survive,
More than that to do,
Living is giving at times,
The years speak it true.
A change of course advised,
Sometime a different berth,
Shelter from a storm,
The grim of reality.
Not so bad at times,
Growing up,
The hardest part of life.
Some say just survive,
More than that to do,
Living is giving at times,
The years speak it true.
A change of course advised,
Sometime a different berth,
Shelter from a storm,
The grim of reality.
Friday, December 7, 2012
Blame Game
The blame game,
The name game,
Oh what are we to do?
For shame ma'am,
What a sham man,
Such a simple thing to use.
Take it in stride now,
Give a little wow pal,
Time to own up to what we do!
The name game,
Oh what are we to do?
For shame ma'am,
What a sham man,
Such a simple thing to use.
Take it in stride now,
Give a little wow pal,
Time to own up to what we do!
Thursday, December 6, 2012
A Toast
Every now and then a friend,
In the darkest mood it tends,
A word or three,
Sincerity to believe.
Just another hope,
A chance to give us scope,
Harsh on the fool,
The wise will think it cool.
Kindest suggestions,
Modest corrections,
Those we trust the most,
To the brave, a toast!
In the darkest mood it tends,
A word or three,
Sincerity to believe.
Just another hope,
A chance to give us scope,
Harsh on the fool,
The wise will think it cool.
Kindest suggestions,
Modest corrections,
Those we trust the most,
To the brave, a toast!
Wednesday, December 5, 2012
Good Behavior
Never thought it much,
This call to good behavior,
Why make it such a crutch?
We didn't learn it from strangers!
To each their due,
Respect is mutual,
No crying at the door,
A simple plead for more.
A man is shown,
A woman too,
More or less by what they do,
From the heart it's true.
This call to good behavior,
Why make it such a crutch?
We didn't learn it from strangers!
To each their due,
Respect is mutual,
No crying at the door,
A simple plead for more.
A man is shown,
A woman too,
More or less by what they do,
From the heart it's true.
Tuesday, December 4, 2012
Pen and Page
Flight of the keys,
A soft tapping in time,
Jotting down the reasons,
Putting in the rhyme.
An adjective placed,
Pictures set,
Just an explanation,
Directions meant.
Craft of the artist,
No little the waste,
Toss the idea or keep it,
The pen and the page.
Monday, December 3, 2012
Fancies
Aspirations delayed,
Never say nay,
A time will come,
Dreams can stay young.
Just a choice here and there,
A life decided at a stroke,
No regrets here to tell,
Find the joy, not the joke!
Happiness in the heart,
At home from the start,
Fancies come and go,
Contentment, few will know.
Never say nay,
A time will come,
Dreams can stay young.
Just a choice here and there,
A life decided at a stroke,
No regrets here to tell,
Find the joy, not the joke!
Happiness in the heart,
At home from the start,
Fancies come and go,
Contentment, few will know.
Lost
Tingle on the tongue,
Right near the edge,
Gut check pause,
Close but nothing.
Rare flash in the dark,
An idea floated past,
Thought I had it there,
Saw it for what it was.
Wish I had,
There we were,
Should have said it,
Lost in the moment.
Right near the edge,
Gut check pause,
Close but nothing.
Rare flash in the dark,
An idea floated past,
Thought I had it there,
Saw it for what it was.
Wish I had,
There we were,
Should have said it,
Lost in the moment.
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Cheer
Some traditions old and dear,
Things to hold us through the year,
More often so soon forgot,
Mom and dad gave a lot.
Christmas time again,
Pull out the old and new,
A star for hope a ball for wonder,
These sacred treasures given to another.
Cup of coco by the fire,
Songs and stories told,
Thankful for just one more year,
Take a moment to spread the cheer.
Things to hold us through the year,
More often so soon forgot,
Mom and dad gave a lot.
Christmas time again,
Pull out the old and new,
A star for hope a ball for wonder,
These sacred treasures given to another.
Cup of coco by the fire,
Songs and stories told,
Thankful for just one more year,
Take a moment to spread the cheer.
Saturday, December 1, 2012
Twelve
Take a dream,
Dare the odds,
Walking is moving,
Fear, atrophy.
Just once around the corner,
Streets quickly pass,
When this way again?
Maybe never.
Time is water spent,
Drizzle between the fingers,
Don't regret the hours lost,
When strikes twelve?
Dare the odds,
Walking is moving,
Fear, atrophy.
Just once around the corner,
Streets quickly pass,
When this way again?
Maybe never.
Time is water spent,
Drizzle between the fingers,
Don't regret the hours lost,
When strikes twelve?
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