it's enough for now
you give what you can
it's enough for now
there's no master plan
I'll take what you give
give back what I can
it's enough for now
it's enough for now
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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
Saturday, July 20, 2019
Friday, July 19, 2019
framed
I object your honor
please let me state my case
all of this you're ruling on
is not how it's portrayed
before you deem me guilty
you, and a jury of my peers
let me bring further evidence
of how I landed here
what? too late you tell me?
you can't see that I was framed?
my heart gets sent to prison
and I take all of the blame
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please let me state my case
all of this you're ruling on
is not how it's portrayed
before you deem me guilty
you, and a jury of my peers
let me bring further evidence
of how I landed here
what? too late you tell me?
you can't see that I was framed?
my heart gets sent to prison
and I take all of the blame
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affairs of the heart
build it tall
watch me fall
indifference met
a shadowed wall
love that sings
from deep heartstrings
a single note
a deafening ring
affairs of the heart
painted, abstract art
a disappearing act
as it departs
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watch me fall
indifference met
a shadowed wall
love that sings
from deep heartstrings
a single note
a deafening ring
affairs of the heart
painted, abstract art
a disappearing act
as it departs
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Wednesday, July 17, 2019
run
what doesn't destroy me, better run
head for the hills, hide and stay
I am stronger than you might think
one way or another you will pay
don't crush my spirit, dampen my soul
don't toy with danger or you will know
not to be trifled with, not to be used
if you think that you better go
turn about is still fair game
karma's a bitch and comes around
heed this warning, remember now
I'll get you after I calm down
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head for the hills, hide and stay
I am stronger than you might think
one way or another you will pay
don't crush my spirit, dampen my soul
don't toy with danger or you will know
not to be trifled with, not to be used
if you think that you better go
turn about is still fair game
karma's a bitch and comes around
heed this warning, remember now
I'll get you after I calm down
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Strange Haiku
I do find it strange
The way things start; ramble on
And abruptly end
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The way things start; ramble on
And abruptly end
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Tuesday, July 16, 2019
Untitled
I look at this blank page,
untitled and clean.
My life was the same,
did I escape unseen?
I have seen sorrow and
I have felt pain.
I have felt much and loved more,
and knowledge I've gained.
My life sometimes sunshine
and sometimes full of gray.
Yet always, always choosing
to go on another day.
Life is for living,
a page not left blank.
Strength and will to go on,
the good Lord to thank.
Am I resilient,
or stronger than most?
Dead set on survival and
sometimes on "coast".
The "coast" is what saved me
when times got too hard.
When my life was in shambles
and laying in chars.
Now the future is clearer,
all my thanks to you.
Untitled no more,
starting once more, anew.
untitled and clean.
My life was the same,
did I escape unseen?
I have seen sorrow and
I have felt pain.
I have felt much and loved more,
and knowledge I've gained.
My life sometimes sunshine
and sometimes full of gray.
Yet always, always choosing
to go on another day.
Life is for living,
a page not left blank.
Strength and will to go on,
the good Lord to thank.
Am I resilient,
or stronger than most?
Dead set on survival and
sometimes on "coast".
The "coast" is what saved me
when times got too hard.
When my life was in shambles
and laying in chars.
Now the future is clearer,
all my thanks to you.
Untitled no more,
starting once more, anew.
Borders
The borders now are blurry
The difference between right and wrong
Not as easy as it once was
Maybe I’m not as strong
Looking for some guidance
For the things I need to do
Praying for the answers
To play these problems through
Looking at solutions
From the way the past played out
How did I recover
And overcome the doubts
Hindsight 20/20
Future not as clear
Laying down the groundwork
To this I must adhere
Holding fast to my beliefs
The things that have proved true
Avoiding risk of failure
By sticking to the rules
Where is my guardian angel
When I need her most
I feel that I am on my own
Challenged by old ghosts
Combating the same old demons
Slowly I go forth
Resurrecting spirit
Protect me on my course
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The difference between right and wrong
Not as easy as it once was
Maybe I’m not as strong
Looking for some guidance
For the things I need to do
Praying for the answers
To play these problems through
Looking at solutions
From the way the past played out
How did I recover
And overcome the doubts
Hindsight 20/20
Future not as clear
Laying down the groundwork
To this I must adhere
Holding fast to my beliefs
The things that have proved true
Avoiding risk of failure
By sticking to the rules
Where is my guardian angel
When I need her most
I feel that I am on my own
Challenged by old ghosts
Combating the same old demons
Slowly I go forth
Resurrecting spirit
Protect me on my course
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Discord
You always left me needing more
Disappointments by the score
Not the girl you wanted me to be
And I guess you weren’t the one for me
Another night of much discord
You walk out and slam the door
Don’t know how it came to this
What happened to the days of bliss
On the couch I sit and cry
While you're out and on your drive
Mp3 is playing the blues
All the songs are me and you
There is no fix, there’s no way back
The marriage over, way off track
You know it and so do I
I guess it’s time to say goodbye
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Disappointments by the score
Not the girl you wanted me to be
And I guess you weren’t the one for me
Another night of much discord
You walk out and slam the door
Don’t know how it came to this
What happened to the days of bliss
On the couch I sit and cry
While you're out and on your drive
Mp3 is playing the blues
All the songs are me and you
There is no fix, there’s no way back
The marriage over, way off track
You know it and so do I
I guess it’s time to say goodbye
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Monday, July 15, 2019
pull me closer
pull me closer, hold on real tight
don't let me disappear into the cold night
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
when I'm on the edge, pull me back
when I've lost my way, gone off track
when it all seems hopeless, all seems black
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
draw the line, make it straight
keep me from making a big mistake
shine your light, show my fate
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
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don't let me disappear into the cold night
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
when I'm on the edge, pull me back
when I've lost my way, gone off track
when it all seems hopeless, all seems black
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
draw the line, make it straight
keep me from making a big mistake
shine your light, show my fate
if I start to pull away, pull me closer
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shadows
the ceiling fan sweeps shadows
on all that used to be
I didn't loose any pieces
on what was left for me
tossing and turning; feigning sleep
but mostly, it won't come
it's not that I am out of touch
but that I know too much
placid pictures, black and white
hanging on a wall
fading in the sunlight
now wading into fall
redemption rests on fluffy clouds
before the monsoon comes
and thunder sounds so loudly
inside a mind left numb
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on all that used to be
I didn't loose any pieces
on what was left for me
tossing and turning; feigning sleep
but mostly, it won't come
it's not that I am out of touch
but that I know too much
placid pictures, black and white
hanging on a wall
fading in the sunlight
now wading into fall
redemption rests on fluffy clouds
before the monsoon comes
and thunder sounds so loudly
inside a mind left numb
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Thursday, July 11, 2019
dormant
feelings come and feelings go
always leaving a mark
if only we could choose the ones
that stay locked in our hearts
I pushed it deep inside myself
but it still swims to the top
oozing like an open wound
and nothing makes it stop
I've turned my back and walked away
I've tried to tune it out
it spins me around and I always return
looking through all of the doubts
leave me, love me, stay or go
the choice is up to you
it seems my will has disappeared
cause you keep slipping through
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always leaving a mark
if only we could choose the ones
that stay locked in our hearts
I pushed it deep inside myself
but it still swims to the top
oozing like an open wound
and nothing makes it stop
I've turned my back and walked away
I've tried to tune it out
it spins me around and I always return
looking through all of the doubts
leave me, love me, stay or go
the choice is up to you
it seems my will has disappeared
cause you keep slipping through
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enough
in a dark place
a light finally shines
and the peace it brings
revitalizes
like a full moon
on a dark night
like a monsoon rain
or a sweet refrain
it is enough
it is finally enough
what you give me to keep
is enough for me
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a light finally shines
and the peace it brings
revitalizes
like a full moon
on a dark night
like a monsoon rain
or a sweet refrain
it is enough
it is finally enough
what you give me to keep
is enough for me
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Wednesday, July 10, 2019
we two
I hear your heart from the inside
wanting and loving me
I know what it sounds like
feels like
how it tastes
my heart vocalizes
the exact rhythm
audio music
to our ears
that only we two hear
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wanting and loving me
I know what it sounds like
feels like
how it tastes
my heart vocalizes
the exact rhythm
audio music
to our ears
that only we two hear
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keeper
you're my shelter from the things that harm
a cool breeze when the days are warm
a blanket on a real cold day
a knight who all my demons slayed
a comic when I'm feeling sad
serious, if something's really bad
when I get scared, you hold my hand
you always seem to understand
a spouse who loves through thick and thin
showing affection again and again
9 years together, 6 years wed
I am a keeper is what you said
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a cool breeze when the days are warm
a blanket on a real cold day
a knight who all my demons slayed
a comic when I'm feeling sad
serious, if something's really bad
when I get scared, you hold my hand
you always seem to understand
a spouse who loves through thick and thin
showing affection again and again
9 years together, 6 years wed
I am a keeper is what you said
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forever
sounds like a long time
but for all this love I feel
it is way too short
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Tuesday, July 9, 2019
smiling tears
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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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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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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