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Thursday, May 13, 2021
someone you use to know
I am someone you use to know
I was younger, but so were you
playing games, laughter and tears
a long, long while ago
time creeps in--a fact of life
some grow up, others don't
we grow tired, or just don't care
such is all, in times of strife
stalking happiness at any cost
stepping on feelings
apologize and move on
before all is once again-- lost
I am someone you use to know
you wouldn't recognize me
never asking the right questions
as I turned to go
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LOVE
for lack of a better or more meaningful word
I will have to use the centuries old one
"LOVE"
although it doesn't match the fire,
or the depth of my feelings,
the happiness and the fullness
of my life...
since you!
Yes, that old word will have to do
until someone makes up a new one
one that can encompass
every little nuance,
every little feeling,
every little thought,
that will wrap us up
with a bow on top
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I will have to use the centuries old one
"LOVE"
although it doesn't match the fire,
or the depth of my feelings,
the happiness and the fullness
of my life...
since you!
Yes, that old word will have to do
until someone makes up a new one
one that can encompass
every little nuance,
every little feeling,
every little thought,
that will wrap us up
with a bow on top
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now I know
I didn't go away mad,
just stepped behind the iron curtainfrom forefront to backstage
out of harms way
we talked of you
and you alone
all the while...
my heart pounded
then ceased to care
I used to be jealous of this "Grace"
always mentioned
surely, an angel of mercy
never to be known
all the things I thought
wished for - that never came to be
a blessing in disguise
He knows what's best
now I know...
looking back on that brief memory
my future, the winning hand
an Ace high flush
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Wednesday, May 12, 2021
I still have one
I still have one
regardless of what some might think
tests prove it is in the right place
It grows bigger
taking on new ones around me
increasing the beats per second
yes, I still have one
I love how it feels right now
the way you pump through me
my heart is in the right place
regardless of what some might think
tests prove it is in the right place
It grows bigger
taking on new ones around me
increasing the beats per second
yes, I still have one
I love how it feels right now
the way you pump through me
my heart is in the right place
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wonder
I've seen shadow rush the mountain
then beat a hasty retreat
countryside that's barren
or lush with beautiful green
saguaro filled with bird holes
or laden with many arms
eagles soaring in the clouds
relationships that harmed
I've seen things that made me wonder
miracles not figured out
myself--full of confidence
or loneliness and doubt
casualties of marriage
death that came to quick
friends I once thought loyal
disappearing in the mist
then beat a hasty retreat
countryside that's barren
or lush with beautiful green
saguaro filled with bird holes
or laden with many arms
eagles soaring in the clouds
relationships that harmed
I've seen things that made me wonder
miracles not figured out
myself--full of confidence
or loneliness and doubt
casualties of marriage
death that came to quick
friends I once thought loyal
disappearing in the mist
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Tuesday, May 11, 2021
nothing to do with it
your religion is the outdoors
wind in face, throttle vibrating
life is good on a Victory
a bad boy with a good heart
my religion, a church of different faith
knowing right from wrong
pleasing those I love
"first, do no harm"
I see your faith
understand your commitment
He created the out of doors
creatures great and small
in my heart, I see it all
in my soul I feel you
hand in hand we walk a path
religion has nothing to do with it
wind in face, throttle vibrating
life is good on a Victory
a bad boy with a good heart
my religion, a church of different faith
knowing right from wrong
pleasing those I love
"first, do no harm"
I see your faith
understand your commitment
He created the out of doors
creatures great and small
in my heart, I see it all
in my soul I feel you
hand in hand we walk a path
religion has nothing to do with it
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fun and games
it's all fun and games, my mama sighed
said to my back as I played outside
ever mindful; playing my games
red rover, red rover
as I called your name
never really thinking, what that phrase meant
running and jumping till the day was spent
trusting my friends; no hindsight needed
Marco Polo, Marco Polo
the wisdom never heeded
all grown up; learned to watch my back
I do keep score and I do keep track
it's not fun and games, you can lose your sight
Button, Button
my mama was right
said to my back as I played outside
ever mindful; playing my games
red rover, red rover
as I called your name
never really thinking, what that phrase meant
running and jumping till the day was spent
trusting my friends; no hindsight needed
Marco Polo, Marco Polo
the wisdom never heeded
all grown up; learned to watch my back
I do keep score and I do keep track
it's not fun and games, you can lose your sight
Button, Button
my mama was right
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here one minute
in the blink of an eye
all was lost
in October
with the first frost
my debts paid
with their high cost
no sleep comes
I toss and toss
here one minute
gone the next
the fallible memory
that has flexed
I'm not happy
nor am I vexed
I left a note
just read your text
like a junky,
on crystal meth
cheating life
while feeding death
I gave all
there's nothing left
I fought hard
till my last breath
all was lost
in October
with the first frost
my debts paid
with their high cost
no sleep comes
I toss and toss
here one minute
gone the next
the fallible memory
that has flexed
I'm not happy
nor am I vexed
I left a note
just read your text
like a junky,
on crystal meth
cheating life
while feeding death
I gave all
there's nothing left
I fought hard
till my last breath
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Monday, May 10, 2021
going
going off the deep end
going to extremes
going for broke
going the distance
going crazy
going long
going places
going up and going down
going - to future
going over the top
going Dutch
going, going, gone
going postal
going home
going away
going stag
going to hell in a handbag
going aloft
going straight
going public
going through the paces
going for gold
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sailing, sailing
coffee delivered, our day embarks
on our patio, in the dark
planning how our day unravels
on the Pacific, where we now travel
the sun is rising but it's still cool
we knew this using a weather tool
packed just right, the clothes we need
wrapped in blankets while we read
Alaska, we have waited so long
to hear your pretty wilderness song
bears and whales and eagles too
in their habitat, not the zoo
I love to cruise, a perfect trip
vacations on a sailing ship
staterooms, staff, amenities
more stuff then you really need
together, we've seen many sights
during the day and ocean nights
sailing is the life for me
the Pacific or Atlantic seas
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on our patio, in the dark
planning how our day unravels
on the Pacific, where we now travel
the sun is rising but it's still cool
we knew this using a weather tool
packed just right, the clothes we need
wrapped in blankets while we read
Alaska, we have waited so long
to hear your pretty wilderness song
bears and whales and eagles too
in their habitat, not the zoo
I love to cruise, a perfect trip
vacations on a sailing ship
staterooms, staff, amenities
more stuff then you really need
together, we've seen many sights
during the day and ocean nights
sailing is the life for me
the Pacific or Atlantic seas
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make it a song
I tighten the cord, removing the slack
there's just no use to looking back
I did my best with all I had
view the good and toss the bad
were you surprised; I don't think so
too many times you turned to go
you departed just a little too slow
chance after chance you'd always blow
pretending I was oh so strong
it's been years since I've been gone
do you think it's been a too long?
put it to music and make it a song
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there's just no use to looking back
I did my best with all I had
view the good and toss the bad
were you surprised; I don't think so
too many times you turned to go
you departed just a little too slow
chance after chance you'd always blow
pretending I was oh so strong
it's been years since I've been gone
do you think it's been a too long?
put it to music and make it a song
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Friday, May 7, 2021
hissssss
I've seen snakes that walked upright
instead of a quick crawl
biting when my back was turned
I didn't know at all
jealousy, burning deep inside
they just can't help themselves
a face in front and one behind
into your soul they delve
there are those you just can't trust
a friendly face portrayed
then when you expect it least
you found you've been betrayed
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instead of a quick crawl
biting when my back was turned
I didn't know at all
jealousy, burning deep inside
they just can't help themselves
a face in front and one behind
into your soul they delve
there are those you just can't trust
a friendly face portrayed
then when you expect it least
you found you've been betrayed
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red flag
a red flag warning
do I proceed with caution?
or do I turn back?
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Thursday, May 6, 2021
inside
there is nothing but blue sky
nothing but warmth from your sun
nothing to hold me back
nothing that I lack
and I'll find my way
inside your love
there is nothing but notes on a scale
lyrics written as I slowly inhale
nothing to hold me back
nothing that I lack
and I'll find my way
inside your song
there is nothing but untried love
there is nothing like this feeling
nothing to hold me back
nothing that I lack
and I'll find my way
inside your heart
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the citation
was for speeding through life...
rolling stops at all intersections...
following to close--to life
and rear-ending
love
rolling stops at all intersections...
following to close--to life
and rear-ending
love
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safety
I release the safety
on the grip
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then take aim
and let 'er rip
when will I learn
it can't be too soon
like a bullet
words can wound
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Wednesday, May 5, 2021
some thought
some thought they knew me
no questions asked
taking what I put forward
as who I was
some thought they knew me
what was best
my heart set aside
what they wanted
one saw right through me
did all the right things
asked the questions, looked inside
to the depths of my soul
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no questions asked
taking what I put forward
as who I was
some thought they knew me
what was best
my heart set aside
what they wanted
one saw right through me
did all the right things
asked the questions, looked inside
to the depths of my soul
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Tuesday, May 4, 2021
last step, first step
I swore I wouldn't take
teetering in new shoes
seeing you...
paisley tie...
you know what I like
the first step
a new journey
together, you and I
tie and shoes on the floor
entwined, forever
the way it was meant to be
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rich
not rich in all ways
but love flows in every room
that's enough for me
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but love flows in every room
that's enough for me
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Sunday, May 2, 2021
time heals
quickly, I ripped off the Band-Aid
there was barely any seepage, no blood
what I thought would take a long time to heal,
leaving a hideous scar
was mended...
a slight pinkness
no added thickness
but gone
hardly noticeable
time heals all things
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there was barely any seepage, no blood
what I thought would take a long time to heal,
leaving a hideous scar
was mended...
a slight pinkness
no added thickness
but gone
hardly noticeable
time heals all things
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neighborhood watch
while the neighborhood watch wasn't watching
and the electronic lens asleep
you snuck into the depths of my soul
and stole my heart from me
it wasn't against gunpoint
no arrows in the bow
not with calculation
but all the wiles you know
with a wink and crook of a finger
unaided I climb on board
and all that lays unsettled
will keep us from our course
the restful wake from slumber
from windows they check the drive
gone and now forgotten
all those we leave behind
and the electronic lens asleep
you snuck into the depths of my soul
and stole my heart from me
it wasn't against gunpoint
no arrows in the bow
not with calculation
but all the wiles you know
with a wink and crook of a finger
unaided I climb on board
and all that lays unsettled
will keep us from our course
the restful wake from slumber
from windows they check the drive
gone and now forgotten
all those we leave behind
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Saturday, May 1, 2021
yep!
we get what's deserved
no investment, no return
what did you expect?
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no investment, no return
what did you expect?
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comfortably numb
comfortably numb to all around
walking slowly eyes cast down
wasn't flailing-- didn't drown
all was blue that did surround
clouds like soldiers marched the sky
heat from sun there way up high
I let my breath out with a sigh
said many prayers with no replies
there was no pain, the waves recede
a perfect day on tranquil beach
rocks all smooth from ocean's leech
in my head all the thoughts preached
I heard all that you were conveying
words like so much fabric fraying
I saw the piper you were paying
and the role I was portraying
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walking slowly eyes cast down
wasn't flailing-- didn't drown
all was blue that did surround
clouds like soldiers marched the sky
heat from sun there way up high
I let my breath out with a sigh
said many prayers with no replies
there was no pain, the waves recede
a perfect day on tranquil beach
rocks all smooth from ocean's leech
in my head all the thoughts preached
I heard all that you were conveying
words like so much fabric fraying
I saw the piper you were paying
and the role I was portraying
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Friday, April 30, 2021
familiar
the territory wasn't unfamiliar
in fact, we were old friends
the scenery greener and denser
the lush growth fragrant
wild flowers, everywhere
under an azure sky
yes, I had been here before
but this time it's different
now it has changed,
or I have
maybe--
because I am older and wiser
know the difference between
lust and love
right and wrong
day and night...
yes, it is familiar
and where I wish to stay
till the end of my days
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in fact, we were old friends
the scenery greener and denser
the lush growth fragrant
wild flowers, everywhere
under an azure sky
yes, I had been here before
but this time it's different
now it has changed,
or I have
maybe--
because I am older and wiser
know the difference between
lust and love
right and wrong
day and night...
yes, it is familiar
and where I wish to stay
till the end of my days
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all I wanted
all I wanted was a heart
one true one that I could have
ruffled or not, red or pink
all I wanted was a heart
what I found was love
more than just a heart
not red or pink, unruffled
what I found was you
one true one that I could have
ruffled or not, red or pink
all I wanted was a heart
what I found was love
more than just a heart
not red or pink, unruffled
what I found was you
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