wouldn't it be wonderful
if we could just sort of fly
not into the clouds above
no need to go that high
but just above the roofs
to see our lives below
understanding the walls
seeing how far they go
we could find the path
a trail through the maze
leading to the outside
and all the future ways
only to see whats there
never to try and cross
going too far too soon
could lead to tragic loss
perhaps its best we can't
and must continue blind
stumbling along the path
not sure what we will find
I will not put on the wings
and will stay down here
living it all day by day
stepping forward, no fear
a branching in the road of my life
I made a pledge to myself to write a poem a day for the entire year. Now to follow through. I preface this with a reminder; most of the poems written for this year long project will be done so spontaneously and therefore will not be edited. Bear with me on this. The project goal is to get them written over getting them perfect. Several times there will simply be the poem with no title. When that happens suggestions for a title will be welcomed in the comments.
Friday, June 17, 2011
Thursday, June 16, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Eighth, June 16, 2011
fluid flows of words
dancing from the tongue
faling like gentle drops
drops of sweet rain
enveloping the senses
saturation for the mind
bathing the ears with joy
offering visions of wonder
finding personal pleasures
in the decadent delights
of those magical sounds
the wonder of poetry
dancing from the tongue
faling like gentle drops
drops of sweet rain
enveloping the senses
saturation for the mind
bathing the ears with joy
offering visions of wonder
finding personal pleasures
in the decadent delights
of those magical sounds
the wonder of poetry
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Seventh, June 15, 2011
a lead weight rests
in the center of my chest
dragging me down
oppressing and draining
my spirit grows weak
hollow and empty
drained of my joy
punished for feeling
I have done nothing
committed no crime
yet feel guilty inside
in need of redemption
but it was only ONE donut!!!
in the center of my chest
dragging me down
oppressing and draining
my spirit grows weak
hollow and empty
drained of my joy
punished for feeling
I have done nothing
committed no crime
yet feel guilty inside
in need of redemption
but it was only ONE donut!!!
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Sixth, June 14, 2011
you say we disagree
we are too far apart
we will never agree
forget compromise
I also say we disagree
so we are in agreement
juxtaposition rising
compromise is near
but how can this be
can we close the gulf
finding common ground
without one's surrender?
hold out your hand
I will hold out mine
where our fingers touch
is where we begin
we are too far apart
we will never agree
forget compromise
I also say we disagree
so we are in agreement
juxtaposition rising
compromise is near
but how can this be
can we close the gulf
finding common ground
without one's surrender?
hold out your hand
I will hold out mine
where our fingers touch
is where we begin
Monday, June 13, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Fifth, June 13, 2011
its all down hill from here
thats a good thing they say
it means its getting easier
so downhill is what we want
right?..... RIGHT?
now I am really confused
once the bottom fell last week
on the whole real estate market
it was all downhill from there
was really NOT a good thing
please make up my mind!
thats a good thing they say
it means its getting easier
so downhill is what we want
right?..... RIGHT?
now I am really confused
once the bottom fell last week
on the whole real estate market
it was all downhill from there
was really NOT a good thing
please make up my mind!
Sunday, June 12, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Fourth, June 12, 2011
innovation
experimentation
exploring new avenues
finding something
new to me
so much new
others know well
yet undiscovered by me
old becomes new
life is fun
share yours
the things you like
with those around you
let them discover
and we grow
a new day
a new experience
moving outside my zone
a great beginning
happiness!
experimentation
exploring new avenues
finding something
new to me
so much new
others know well
yet undiscovered by me
old becomes new
life is fun
share yours
the things you like
with those around you
let them discover
and we grow
a new day
a new experience
moving outside my zone
a great beginning
happiness!
Saturday, June 11, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Third, June 11, 2011
it is not easy to be profound
at the drop of a figurative hat
it is not easy to find creativity
with the turning of each stone
it is not easy to express unique
day after day after day after day
I know this very well indeed
because I cannot do it very well
perseverance and dedication
rising to my personal challenge
growing more within myself
finding my limits and pushing
extending my boundaries
finding new wonders beyond
becoming a bit more each time
is an educational experience
it is also rather tiring... nap time
at the drop of a figurative hat
it is not easy to find creativity
with the turning of each stone
it is not easy to express unique
day after day after day after day
I know this very well indeed
because I cannot do it very well
perseverance and dedication
rising to my personal challenge
growing more within myself
finding my limits and pushing
extending my boundaries
finding new wonders beyond
becoming a bit more each time
is an educational experience
it is also rather tiring... nap time
Friday, June 10, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty Second, June 10, 2011
the road has continued on
up some long twisting hills
through some dark valleys
heavy cold rains have fallen
I have not
dreams have faded before me
hopes have turned into mists
tattered by life's harsh storms
have been scattered by the winds
I have not
the road continues to reach out
still only one step at a time
still only one direction to take
always forward into the unknown
I continue my journey
up some long twisting hills
through some dark valleys
heavy cold rains have fallen
I have not
dreams have faded before me
hopes have turned into mists
tattered by life's harsh storms
have been scattered by the winds
I have not
the road continues to reach out
still only one step at a time
still only one direction to take
always forward into the unknown
I continue my journey
Thursday, June 9, 2011
The One Hundred Sixty First, June 9, 2011
today the well seems to be dry
nothing more coming up now
the old bucket looks so empty
can't even hear Timmy yell
only a breeze rustling grass
a few loud birds chirping too
no calls for help echoing up
not even that yapping Lassie
guess I will go back home
without tapping the well
open my dear fridge instead
and drink a nice cold beer
never liked that old well anyway...
nothing more coming up now
the old bucket looks so empty
can't even hear Timmy yell
only a breeze rustling grass
a few loud birds chirping too
no calls for help echoing up
not even that yapping Lassie
guess I will go back home
without tapping the well
open my dear fridge instead
and drink a nice cold beer
never liked that old well anyway...
Wednesday, June 8, 2011
The One Hundred Sixtieth, June 8, 2011
I am sorry to say
I don't understand
explain if you can
how is it a good thing?
you feel government
should be run how?
like a business, you say
interesting concept
may I ask a question?
as you look around you
and see your neighbors
please think long on this:
do you really like the way businesses treat their employees????
I don't understand
explain if you can
how is it a good thing?
you feel government
should be run how?
like a business, you say
interesting concept
may I ask a question?
as you look around you
and see your neighbors
please think long on this:
do you really like the way businesses treat their employees????
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Ninth, June 7, 2011
yes, I heard what you said
I just did not respond to it
it begs I ask the question
did you hear what you said?
Monday, June 6, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Eighth, June 06, 2011
you know... life happens
sometimes its a good thing
other times not so much
but yet it keeps happening
sometimes everything is clear
other times you just can't see
prepared for it or not
it is there until it isn't
thats what makes us real confused
sometimes its a good thing
other times not so much
but yet it keeps happening
sometimes everything is clear
other times you just can't see
prepared for it or not
it is there until it isn't
thats what makes us real confused
Sunday, June 5, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Seventh, June 5, 2011
my back hurts
my feet hurt
I have a sunburn
I feel wonderful
stiff muscles
stiff joints
too tired
feeling energized
tears of sadness
tears of loss
tears of joy
I love Relay!
Thanks to the team for another great year!
Thanks to the city of Troy for hosting us again!
Thanks to the committee for the hard work!
Most of all, thanks to those that gave; time, money, prayers and support!
Saturday, June 4, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Sixth, June 4, 2011
some days hold more meaning
as a collection of events come
call it alignment of the stars
or simply a good day to happen
this date is one of those to me
holding several keys of my past
that are important to only myself
providing my private little smile
so if you see a twitch of my lip
a small curling up at the corners
and you wonder at my thoughts
keep wondering, I'll not share
today I walk with my memories
some happy others not so much
but each a part of my life now
all precious for me on this day
I leave you now with this thought
nothing should be more important
than living the life you are given
as completely as each day permits
make each day a fond memory
worthy of personal small smiles
remembering to be true always
to the person you are inside... and smile!
as a collection of events come
call it alignment of the stars
or simply a good day to happen
this date is one of those to me
holding several keys of my past
that are important to only myself
providing my private little smile
so if you see a twitch of my lip
a small curling up at the corners
and you wonder at my thoughts
keep wondering, I'll not share
today I walk with my memories
some happy others not so much
but each a part of my life now
all precious for me on this day
I leave you now with this thought
nothing should be more important
than living the life you are given
as completely as each day permits
make each day a fond memory
worthy of personal small smiles
remembering to be true always
to the person you are inside... and smile!
Friday, June 3, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Fifth, June 3, 2011
dedication to a cause
calling the spirit on
it is time to stand up
this is a call to arms
we forget our pains
as they soon fade
we remember theirs
a pain that does not
for those that suffer
we suffer as well
without sacrifice
understanding fails
I pray to never know
I pray no more will
I pray this dies a death
worthy of its crimes
tomorrow I will walk
seeking to find a cure
for all those in need
may it ease their pain
This is why I Relay, family, friends, loved ones passed away, may their memory inspire me and keep me going until the cure is found.
DAMN YOU TO HELL CANCER!!!!!!
calling the spirit on
it is time to stand up
this is a call to arms
we forget our pains
as they soon fade
we remember theirs
a pain that does not
for those that suffer
we suffer as well
without sacrifice
understanding fails
I pray to never know
I pray no more will
I pray this dies a death
worthy of its crimes
tomorrow I will walk
seeking to find a cure
for all those in need
may it ease their pain
This is why I Relay, family, friends, loved ones passed away, may their memory inspire me and keep me going until the cure is found.
DAMN YOU TO HELL CANCER!!!!!!
Thursday, June 2, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Fourth, June 2, 2011
my heart is warmed
because you are there
my days are brighter
for having you in them
there are no words
to describe properly
what friend means
when you are involved
you have my friendship
my love and affection
and my gratitude as well
for calling me your friend
because you are there
my days are brighter
for having you in them
there are no words
to describe properly
what friend means
when you are involved
you have my friendship
my love and affection
and my gratitude as well
for calling me your friend
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Third, June 1, 2011
better living through chemistry
improving the world we live in
through one tiny pill at a time
happiness, thy color is ______
improving the world we live in
through one tiny pill at a time
happiness, thy color is ______
Tuesday, May 31, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty Second, May 31, 2011
oh the rambling drone
drawing my thoughts
leading them astray
kidnapping my reason
a wordless conversation
my ears stopped transfer
I hear nothing but a buzz
I fear my brain is melting
time passes like cold tar
I feel myself growing older
and still the noise remains
my mind has left me
and it isn't campaign seasons yet
drawing my thoughts
leading them astray
kidnapping my reason
a wordless conversation
my ears stopped transfer
I hear nothing but a buzz
I fear my brain is melting
time passes like cold tar
I feel myself growing older
and still the noise remains
my mind has left me
and it isn't campaign seasons yet
Monday, May 30, 2011
The One Hundred Fifty First, May 30, 2011
remember them this day
giving thanks to them all
let none live yet forgotten
repay them their sacrifices
give back of your freedom
sacrifice of your time
reach out, say thank you
be worthy of their pains
remember that the fallen
are not only on the field
but fallen from society
homeless on the streets
tucked away in hospitals
carelessly overlooked
out of sight and mind
remember them as well
too all those that fought
not for rhetoric party lines
but for freedoms held dear
my gratitude is yours
may I always remember to say thanks
giving thanks to them all
let none live yet forgotten
repay them their sacrifices
give back of your freedom
sacrifice of your time
reach out, say thank you
be worthy of their pains
remember that the fallen
are not only on the field
but fallen from society
homeless on the streets
tucked away in hospitals
carelessly overlooked
out of sight and mind
remember them as well
too all those that fought
not for rhetoric party lines
but for freedoms held dear
my gratitude is yours
may I always remember to say thanks
Sunday, May 29, 2011
The One Hundred Fiftieth, May 29, 2011
roast the grains
crack the grains
soak the grains
drain the grains
heat the water
pour the water
stir the water
change the water
drain the wort
boil the wort
chill the wort
ferment the wort
enjoy the beer!
crack the grains
soak the grains
drain the grains
heat the water
pour the water
stir the water
change the water
drain the wort
boil the wort
chill the wort
ferment the wort
enjoy the beer!
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