love waits quietly, watching from the wings
unexpectedly, pulling some strings
arranging it all or so it seems
I have experienced stranger things
tongue tied words, broken hearts
wanting it all after many false starts
boxed up resentment, not always smart
the things we do before we depart
I love you falls on starving ears
still we love, after all bad years
fasting long, feeding fears
happiness comes through smiling tears
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https://mjb-lessonsfromlife.blogspot.com/ "Out of life's school of war: What does not destroy me, makes me stronger." Nietzsche
Tuesday, July 9, 2019
you promise
you promise love
you promise truth
you promise more
than I’m used to
you promise hope
you promise joy
you promise what
was once destroyed
you promise honor
you promise me
all the things
I’ll ever need
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you promise truth
you promise more
than I’m used to
you promise hope
you promise joy
you promise what
was once destroyed
you promise honor
you promise me
all the things
I’ll ever need
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Monday, July 8, 2019
given and recieved
feelings from down deep
swimming to the surface
like so many fish in a stream
how can I hold back?
not show what there is
not give what I have
my heart unlocked
my spirit revived
my passion set free
a treasure revealed
a gift of love
given and received
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swimming to the surface
like so many fish in a stream
how can I hold back?
not show what there is
not give what I have
my heart unlocked
my spirit revived
my passion set free
a treasure revealed
a gift of love
given and received
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Sunday, July 7, 2019
Mama Bird Haiku Update
Mama built a nest
Papa bird came to visit
wow, how sweet is that?
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Papa bird came to visit
wow, how sweet is that?
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foreign stars
will you miss me now?
thoughts of me before you sleep
under foreign stars
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thoughts of me before you sleep
under foreign stars
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Saturday, July 6, 2019
Innocuous
Caught in the middle
A quagmire, too dense to read
Options not readily available
One road is true, protected, innocuous
The other obscure, ambiguous, a conundrum
Do I take one of these roads, or go back?
I know what is behind, where I’ve been
The easy path, no rough trails back then
The sun was at my back, no forks in the road
I am propelled forward by a force stronger than me
I am not pulled in other direction
The journey is mine, the decision mine
I am stumbling, blindly and apprehensively
This feeling, a new concept that betrays me
And leaves me dismayed and demoralized
I know I can’t stay here, in the middle
There is nothing here, nothing behind, only forward
There will be no going back and I will not cower here
So I continue, headlong into what?
Either into harmony, peace, repose
Or into dissension, disappointment, disbelief
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A quagmire, too dense to read
Options not readily available
One road is true, protected, innocuous
The other obscure, ambiguous, a conundrum
Do I take one of these roads, or go back?
I know what is behind, where I’ve been
The easy path, no rough trails back then
The sun was at my back, no forks in the road
I am propelled forward by a force stronger than me
I am not pulled in other direction
The journey is mine, the decision mine
I am stumbling, blindly and apprehensively
This feeling, a new concept that betrays me
And leaves me dismayed and demoralized
I know I can’t stay here, in the middle
There is nothing here, nothing behind, only forward
There will be no going back and I will not cower here
So I continue, headlong into what?
Either into harmony, peace, repose
Or into dissension, disappointment, disbelief
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what we have
you make it so easy
every little thing you do
falling hard was simple
when I fell in love with you
you'd say it was nothing
from the path you didn't sway
I'd say it was more than that
that brought us all this way
rough around your edges
unlucky in love you said
that's not how I saw you
there's no rocky roads ahead
no, you made it easy
He put you in my path
nothing left behind us
is worth more than what we have
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Friday, July 5, 2019
Auto Pilot
Flying on auto pilot
Solo for too long
No need for a co-pilot
My navigation’s strong
Reaching for new altitudes
How high can I go
I have no fear of flying
I just use what I know
But now I’m hitting turbulence
My skills are being tested
Even an ace pilot
Can sometimes be bested
Tighten the shoulder harness
Flip the little switch
I’m off of auto pilot
And leveling off the pitch
The craft is really shaking
Control is very tough
Using my experience
I hope it is enough
And now I see the airport
The landing strip in sight
The turbulence is over
At least for this one flight
Solo for too long
No need for a co-pilot
My navigation’s strong
Reaching for new altitudes
How high can I go
I have no fear of flying
I just use what I know
But now I’m hitting turbulence
My skills are being tested
Even an ace pilot
Can sometimes be bested
Tighten the shoulder harness
Flip the little switch
I’m off of auto pilot
And leveling off the pitch
The craft is really shaking
Control is very tough
Using my experience
I hope it is enough
And now I see the airport
The landing strip in sight
The turbulence is over
At least for this one flight
dial my number
you used to call me darlin
you called me sweetheart too
now you never call me
what am I to do
I'm missing your sweet loving
I'm missing your deep voice
I'm missing everything about you
so make my heart rejoice
hey baby dial my number
let me hear your special ring
I know you can't forget me
my love is beckoning
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you called me sweetheart too
now you never call me
what am I to do
I'm missing your sweet loving
I'm missing your deep voice
I'm missing everything about you
so make my heart rejoice
hey baby dial my number
let me hear your special ring
I know you can't forget me
my love is beckoning
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aftermath
the whisper of your words
as they tangle in my hair
the evening slipping away
the passion resting there
the shadows in the room
hidden in your lover's lair
truth on the tip of a tongue
a heart which won't be spared
the morning dawning red
a caution for the sea
a storm is about to come
while you shake yourself free
and as you lay it down
your eyes looking through me
my love an apparition
something you don't need
go ahead and turn your back
it's what you always do
how many times I've been here
as we tried to work it through
my heart is once more bleeding
another casuality in your path
another walking wounded
in the hazy aftermath
this time no surrender
when I find you at my door
no white flag or welcome back
this time you lost the war
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as they tangle in my hair
the evening slipping away
the passion resting there
the shadows in the room
hidden in your lover's lair
truth on the tip of a tongue
a heart which won't be spared
the morning dawning red
a caution for the sea
a storm is about to come
while you shake yourself free
and as you lay it down
your eyes looking through me
my love an apparition
something you don't need
go ahead and turn your back
it's what you always do
how many times I've been here
as we tried to work it through
my heart is once more bleeding
another casuality in your path
another walking wounded
in the hazy aftermath
this time no surrender
when I find you at my door
no white flag or welcome back
this time you lost the war
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Thursday, July 4, 2019
love blooms
with tender hands and a green thumb
you plant the many seeds of love
fertilizing the rich, black soil
an act of love at which you toil
putting my heart in indirect sun
watering daily what we've begun
from deep inside it begins to bloom
a fragrant flower with deep, deep roots
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RAJ
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canoe (JPB)
we put the canoe in
the river, like glass
sun high and hot
a perfect Midwest day
push off, catching our rhythm
harmonizing the oars
smooth teamwork
not our first time
we laugh and talk
just kicking back
reconnecting, remembering
it’s been a long time
we know what’s ahead
white water and rocks
and our favorite part,
the drop from the falls
we work as a team
maneuvering together
expert synchronicity
through the treacherous water
this perfect day
the thrill of the danger
this time we share
a new memory
back at the shore
we load the canoe
you look at me and smile
an amazing afternoon
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the river, like glass
sun high and hot
a perfect Midwest day
push off, catching our rhythm
harmonizing the oars
smooth teamwork
not our first time
we laugh and talk
just kicking back
reconnecting, remembering
it’s been a long time
we know what’s ahead
white water and rocks
and our favorite part,
the drop from the falls
we work as a team
maneuvering together
expert synchronicity
through the treacherous water
this perfect day
the thrill of the danger
this time we share
a new memory
back at the shore
we load the canoe
you look at me and smile
an amazing afternoon
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the end
I push past the ache, some of the pain
remember the words, not the refrain
cadence lost with most of the care
remembrance buried cause you weren't there
deep in a heart, no longer longing
packed with the things that were so wrong
listening for songs to be sung on the wind
not for beginnings--signaling the end
you probably think this is all about you
a nightingale song from out of the blue
dispirited words that surprised you to know
long after denial, and after the glow
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remember the words, not the refrain
cadence lost with most of the care
remembrance buried cause you weren't there
deep in a heart, no longer longing
packed with the things that were so wrong
listening for songs to be sung on the wind
not for beginnings--signaling the end
you probably think this is all about you
a nightingale song from out of the blue
dispirited words that surprised you to know
long after denial, and after the glow
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Wednesday, July 3, 2019
Release
Like a loaded weapon
The trigger, ready for release
Waiting for a target
Tension to decrease
All my love and passion
Feelings in my heart
Searching for one person
That can hit the mark
Searching, never finding
Mind and soul waits in unrest
I will find you somehow
To this I can attest
I am waiting for you
Look harder you will find
Everything you’re looking for
Before me you were blind
Come and find your future
Unlock this closed up door
Liberate this aching heart
My essence to restore
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The trigger, ready for release
Waiting for a target
Tension to decrease
All my love and passion
Feelings in my heart
Searching for one person
That can hit the mark
Searching, never finding
Mind and soul waits in unrest
I will find you somehow
To this I can attest
I am waiting for you
Look harder you will find
Everything you’re looking for
Before me you were blind
Come and find your future
Unlock this closed up door
Liberate this aching heart
My essence to restore
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hanging by a thread
give me something to hang on to
don’t leave me hanging by a thread
something to wrap my arms around
I’ve followed where you lead
mark the path with posted signs
not leaves that can be blown
how can I find my way back
if a clear trail is not shown
I wander down this broken dream
you’re always just ahead
a pool of tears beneath me
a heart that’s filled with dread
onward in my journey
things I don’t understand
a thousand questions haunt me
a million grains of sand
the sun beats down upon me
but the sun won’t light my way
no ease in my forgiveness
all the memories are decayed
retracing fading footsteps
embedded in my mind
tracks that once led to your heart
now more difficult to find
give me something to hang on to
don’t leave me hanging by a thread
something to wrap my arms around
I’ve followed where you lead
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don’t leave me hanging by a thread
something to wrap my arms around
I’ve followed where you lead
mark the path with posted signs
not leaves that can be blown
how can I find my way back
if a clear trail is not shown
I wander down this broken dream
you’re always just ahead
a pool of tears beneath me
a heart that’s filled with dread
onward in my journey
things I don’t understand
a thousand questions haunt me
a million grains of sand
the sun beats down upon me
but the sun won’t light my way
no ease in my forgiveness
all the memories are decayed
retracing fading footsteps
embedded in my mind
tracks that once led to your heart
now more difficult to find
give me something to hang on to
don’t leave me hanging by a thread
something to wrap my arms around
I’ve followed where you lead
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Tuesday, July 2, 2019
erasing memories
I thought my mind could bury you deep
and my heart would never know
but like a cancer you’re still there
embedded, continuing to grow
I will forget the times we shared
the passion that was you
block out the way you held me close
and the fire that would imbue
I will erase the memories
remove what traces left
eradicate all remaining thoughts
and put my love to rest
if I practice hard enough
I can pretend it wasn’t real
a dream that lasted way too long
a dream that I still feel
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and my heart would never know
but like a cancer you’re still there
embedded, continuing to grow
I will forget the times we shared
the passion that was you
block out the way you held me close
and the fire that would imbue
I will erase the memories
remove what traces left
eradicate all remaining thoughts
and put my love to rest
if I practice hard enough
I can pretend it wasn’t real
a dream that lasted way too long
a dream that I still feel
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aftermath
like a lightning flash
I release my wrath
a storm is about to come
what I can't get back
after that first lash
is going to leave me numb
you were in my path
and the fatal aftermath
will cause us to succumb
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I release my wrath
a storm is about to come
what I can't get back
after that first lash
is going to leave me numb
you were in my path
and the fatal aftermath
will cause us to succumb
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toughen up
he's a big man
who shows that he's weak
everytime his words
cut her to her knees
he hits her hard
with words that hurt
cracked her mind
broke her heart
nothing she can do
is ever good enough
she tries to turn her back
but can't toughen up
she never ever smiles
she always feels low
not proud of herself
her self esteem blown
she looks in the mirror
her image she can't see
the once lively girl
who was full of belief
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who shows that he's weak
everytime his words
cut her to her knees
he hits her hard
with words that hurt
cracked her mind
broke her heart
nothing she can do
is ever good enough
she tries to turn her back
but can't toughen up
she never ever smiles
she always feels low
not proud of herself
her self esteem blown
she looks in the mirror
her image she can't see
the once lively girl
who was full of belief
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Monday, July 1, 2019
silent tear
drifting in and out of dreams
as elusive as this all seems
moving in and out of time
with only fantasy to remind
touching a face that isn't real
a broken heart that doesn't heal
memories quickly fade away
leaving thoughts of yesterday
afloat on a thundercloud
a voice that screams out loud
and yet no one can hear
as I cry these silent tears
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as elusive as this all seems
moving in and out of time
with only fantasy to remind
touching a face that isn't real
a broken heart that doesn't heal
memories quickly fade away
leaving thoughts of yesterday
afloat on a thundercloud
a voice that screams out loud
and yet no one can hear
as I cry these silent tears
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collecting dust
you read a couple of chapters
and toss the book aside
meaning to get back to it
on a cold and snowy night
the weather has been sunny
the book collecting dust
in an obscure corner
forgotten with other stuff
you pick it up and put it down
eventually losing your place
the bookmark lost, the page unmarked
the chapters not retraced
you should have finished reading
the story would warm your heart
the ending was a happy one
laid out for your soul's hearth
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and toss the book aside
meaning to get back to it
on a cold and snowy night
the weather has been sunny
the book collecting dust
in an obscure corner
forgotten with other stuff
you pick it up and put it down
eventually losing your place
the bookmark lost, the page unmarked
the chapters not retraced
you should have finished reading
the story would warm your heart
the ending was a happy one
laid out for your soul's hearth
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Sunday, June 30, 2019
you rock
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home
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reasons
a thousand reasons to stay
a million more to go
the writing is on the wall
don't think it doesn't show
I weighed the pros and cons
and tried to turn and run
always coming back
it won't stay undone
I've tried to work it out
rationalize in my head
the list goes on for miles
filling me with dread
I might as well just toss it
for all the good it's done
baby I'm here for keeps
I just can't leave this undone
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a million more to go
the writing is on the wall
don't think it doesn't show
I weighed the pros and cons
and tried to turn and run
always coming back
it won't stay undone
I've tried to work it out
rationalize in my head
the list goes on for miles
filling me with dread
I might as well just toss it
for all the good it's done
baby I'm here for keeps
I just can't leave this undone
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Saturday, June 29, 2019
poker
I shuffle the cards
a five card deal
I parlay true love
you ante sex appeal
my poker hand good
a queen high straight
I win your heart
a twist of fate
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a five card deal
I parlay true love
you ante sex appeal
my poker hand good
a queen high straight
I win your heart
a twist of fate
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