footsteps that falter
loosing the path
tripping and falling
in loves abyss
growing softer
slipping away
echoing sounds
from the trail where they strayed
no circling back
on this road I travel
nothing to grab
as it all unravels
in this forest
densely overgrown
I forge ahead
into the unknown
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Monday, July 15, 2024
Saturday, July 13, 2024
for you
in the gentleness of your touch
in crystal blue pools of warmth
in your voice that soothes me
and your contagious laughter
in deep kisses and loving moments
your arm around me as we dream
all of this and much, much more
is the gift you give to me
with support and understanding
your concern for my feelings
my problems that you can't control
you listen and hear me
all the while my heart beating
ponderance and quiet times
music we've both come to know
and a dance we have only begun
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frailties
and in the light I see it
the frailties of man
contaminating oceans
pillaging our land
it glistens in the sunlight
pours down with the rain
clouds of realization
hovering poisonous haze
these sins will last for centuries
our children's children will pay
for the wanton disregard
of all the things You gave
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the frailties of man
contaminating oceans
pillaging our land
it glistens in the sunlight
pours down with the rain
clouds of realization
hovering poisonous haze
these sins will last for centuries
our children's children will pay
for the wanton disregard
of all the things You gave
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distant dream
the stars will guide you
your love remind you
the journey has begun
you're finally on the run
once a distant dream
a fantasy now beams
leave behind the past
your heart now will hold fast
living for this time
all the rungs you climbed
once cloaked in your shroud
emanating as clouds
opportunities now brought
and all the things you sought
it all falls into place
at last your saving grace
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your love remind you
the journey has begun
you're finally on the run
once a distant dream
a fantasy now beams
leave behind the past
your heart now will hold fast
living for this time
all the rungs you climbed
once cloaked in your shroud
emanating as clouds
opportunities now brought
and all the things you sought
it all falls into place
at last your saving grace
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Wednesday, July 10, 2024
11
my hair done up
I am finally ready
to fill my cup
you smile at me
and take my hand
as we stand together
just as planned
eleven years
too fast it goes
if only some way
I could make it slow
I'll take this love
through rain or in sun
forever in my soul
long may we run
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vagabond
a vagabond's heart
did what it pleased
silently drifting
empty of needs
reveling in pleasure
repenting the pain
but it all closes in
nothing is gained
hitting a stone wall
you slip as you climb
asking the same questions
time after time
the answers you sought
burn way down deep
a spirit lost in shadow
trying to break free
let the cleansing come
let the rain pour down
let me ease your pain
as the sorrow drowns
let redemption cloak
let your spirit mend
let your soul wrap around
the heart of a friend
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song
you strum my fate
softly,
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fingers agilely moving
on the strings of my heart
the lyrics you sing
the chords that you play
rip deeply into my soul
rendering memories; acoustic sound
vibrating my pain
and depths of despair
the chords are strong
a scordatura performed
reinforcing anguish
the song complete
tears glisten
and fall
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Tuesday, July 9, 2024
God's good gravce
with God's good grace, I've made it here
my guardian Angel always near
ever watchful, never sleeps
incase she needs to interfere
I've been close to dangers door
she intervened like times before
swooping down to save my ass
I'm sure I am one big chore
thank you God, for all you give
what a life you've let me live
thank you for forgiving my sins
never once did I misgive
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a place in time
in the masquerading dawn
sun rising slowly across the lawn
all the dreams from the night before
just don’t matter anymore
coffee clears my foggy brain
and those old thoughts that still remain
warmed by rays of a new day
cold to the bone by months of rain
how do I sort out the truth?
all that begins and ends with you
am I all or just a place?
a place that holds a tiny space
you swear I am the only one
been that way since we’ve begun
you build on lines that worked before
still ajar is the backdoor
an ace stuck in a ticking spoke
the road to never ending hope
too little pay for so much work
a heart that hides a world of hurt
sun rising slowly across the lawn
all the dreams from the night before
just don’t matter anymore
coffee clears my foggy brain
and those old thoughts that still remain
warmed by rays of a new day
cold to the bone by months of rain
how do I sort out the truth?
all that begins and ends with you
am I all or just a place?
a place that holds a tiny space
you swear I am the only one
been that way since we’ve begun
you build on lines that worked before
still ajar is the backdoor
an ace stuck in a ticking spoke
the road to never ending hope
too little pay for so much work
a heart that hides a world of hurt
here and now
do ghosts stop by, now and again?
reeking havoc, ruining plans
dragging their chains from long ago
like REM, moving quick or slow
do they dig trenches in your mind?
always lagging just behind
seeds you reaped from fields well ploughed
burrowed in your sweating brow
are you content in the here and now?
given a promise and a vow
distracted by the could have been
are you out or are you in?
sometimes silence echoes so
I can't read what I well know
roll the dice on what has bled
exorcize them from your head
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reeking havoc, ruining plans
dragging their chains from long ago
like REM, moving quick or slow
do they dig trenches in your mind?
always lagging just behind
seeds you reaped from fields well ploughed
burrowed in your sweating brow
are you content in the here and now?
given a promise and a vow
distracted by the could have been
are you out or are you in?
sometimes silence echoes so
I can't read what I well know
roll the dice on what has bled
exorcize them from your head
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slow
so we danced for awhile
and we danced real close
the lyrics blue
the tempo slow
you held me tight
whispered in my ear
just for one night
the meaning clear
so we danced for awhile
and we danced real slow
that song has ended
that one night gone
and we danced real close
the lyrics blue
the tempo slow
you held me tight
whispered in my ear
just for one night
the meaning clear
so we danced for awhile
and we danced real slow
that song has ended
that one night gone
Thursday, July 4, 2024
three percenter
a three percenter through and through
patrons of red, white and blue
NRA we do support
second amendment being sold short
we fly the flag from a tall pole
the one we all do love and know
waving proudly, in the breeze
flying high above the trees
the founding fathers wrote the rules
they were here for me and you
never should they be revoked
that's why you have a right to vote
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patrons of red, white and blue
NRA we do support
second amendment being sold short
we fly the flag from a tall pole
the one we all do love and know
waving proudly, in the breeze
flying high above the trees
the founding fathers wrote the rules
they were here for me and you
never should they be revoked
that's why you have a right to vote
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Wednesday, July 3, 2024
I dream
a sky of blue
a sea of green
this sandy beach
on which I dream
the tide ebbs
and then it neaps
under starlit skies
my promises keep
cast them out
upon a wave
and what comes back
will always remain
those that float
away from me
were not the ones
for me to keep
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a sea of green
this sandy beach
on which I dream
the tide ebbs
and then it neaps
under starlit skies
my promises keep
cast them out
upon a wave
and what comes back
will always remain
those that float
away from me
were not the ones
for me to keep
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transparent
when the fog starts to clear
transparent like glass
what you knew going in
starts to tumble down fast
when the pieces start to fit
finding the one that you missed
once hidden under a rug
'neath the chair where you sit
closure will come
as I distance you from me
like the old saying goes
the truth sets you free
transparent like glass
what you knew going in
starts to tumble down fast
when the pieces start to fit
finding the one that you missed
once hidden under a rug
'neath the chair where you sit
closure will come
as I distance you from me
like the old saying goes
the truth sets you free
pivotal point
a pivotal point
that crucial moment
when all is clear
the fog dissipates, and
like fine crystal
all is transparent
the lucidity is astounding
the awareness, sharp
the acoustics, deafening
a pivotal point
when I realize
the depth of it all
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that crucial moment
when all is clear
the fog dissipates, and
like fine crystal
all is transparent
the lucidity is astounding
the awareness, sharp
the acoustics, deafening
a pivotal point
when I realize
the depth of it all
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blink
a touch that was familiar
a virtual paradise
how many ways you've known me
before starting to think twice
once you sang a love song
the music sweet and low
the whispers of suggestion
from not that long ago
looking back and wondering
when did it all go wrong
one minute you were with me
I blinked and you were gone
now you sing a new song
the lyrics much the same
the chords you're playing different
but you sing the same refrain
in the ebony recesses
the shadows of your night
thoughts that divagate toward me
while she lays by your side
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a virtual paradise
how many ways you've known me
before starting to think twice
once you sang a love song
the music sweet and low
the whispers of suggestion
from not that long ago
looking back and wondering
when did it all go wrong
one minute you were with me
I blinked and you were gone
now you sing a new song
the lyrics much the same
the chords you're playing different
but you sing the same refrain
in the ebony recesses
the shadows of your night
thoughts that divagate toward me
while she lays by your side
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Sunday, June 30, 2024
running with scissors
I am running with scissors, throwing caution to the wind
jumping many fences, that used to rein me in
be damned with what they think; or think that they may know
I am not quite finished yet, nor is it time to go
I'm sliding down the banister, of the stairway that leads up
and I am pretty thirsty for what runs over my cup
it's not a mountain breeze, more like a hurricane
the thunder is still crashing and there's lightning just the same
how we've come this far,with still more paths to travel
held together with glue so we don't come unraveled
I don't think we're close to being over or done
another night does pass and up comes the warm sun
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jumping many fences, that used to rein me in
be damned with what they think; or think that they may know
I am not quite finished yet, nor is it time to go
I'm sliding down the banister, of the stairway that leads up
and I am pretty thirsty for what runs over my cup
it's not a mountain breeze, more like a hurricane
the thunder is still crashing and there's lightning just the same
how we've come this far,with still more paths to travel
held together with glue so we don't come unraveled
I don't think we're close to being over or done
another night does pass and up comes the warm sun
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it rings as truth
did I go too far? not far enough?
too late to pull back or call your bluff
it is written in script, and props for the stage
too late to pull back or call your bluff
it is written in script, and props for the stage
should have known better now at this age
vindication of scenes in minuscule facts
the curtain gets drawn on the second act
backstage cues for what's raw in the wings
unheard words and unseen things
it used to be easy--a dress rehearsal
we laughed and cried being not too careful
like mama said, being far to curt
"it is all fun and games till one gets hurt"
I thought she spoke of childish things
it seems she predicted what tomorrow brings
a smart woman who always knew the score
maybe she had seen it once before
either way, it rings as truth
crystal clear, it rings as truth
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vindication of scenes in minuscule facts
the curtain gets drawn on the second act
backstage cues for what's raw in the wings
unheard words and unseen things
it used to be easy--a dress rehearsal
we laughed and cried being not too careful
like mama said, being far to curt
"it is all fun and games till one gets hurt"
I thought she spoke of childish things
it seems she predicted what tomorrow brings
a smart woman who always knew the score
maybe she had seen it once before
either way, it rings as truth
crystal clear, it rings as truth
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Saturday, June 29, 2024
what once
what once burned hot on a cold spring night
dwindles, extinguished, like a tallow's light
nothing to sustain, nothing to hold
as it fades away, love's afterglow
what once held dreams in sleepless arms
a kiss of a lover with all of its charms
hangs heavy and weightless in a darkened room
the fragrance remaining like musky perfume
what once played softly on a mountain breeze
a love song dancing with its expertise
evanescent gone, like the lyrics sung
over much too quickly, maybe not begun
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dwindles, extinguished, like a tallow's light
nothing to sustain, nothing to hold
as it fades away, love's afterglow
what once held dreams in sleepless arms
a kiss of a lover with all of its charms
hangs heavy and weightless in a darkened room
the fragrance remaining like musky perfume
what once played softly on a mountain breeze
a love song dancing with its expertise
evanescent gone, like the lyrics sung
over much too quickly, maybe not begun
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Wednesday, June 26, 2024
flick
my mind,
like the flick of a camera shutter
memorizes your face
my heart,
memorizes everything else
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like the flick of a camera shutter
memorizes your face
my heart,
memorizes everything else
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Candle In The Darkness
Like the “Hotel California”
The welcome mat was out
Thought I was entering paradise
Now I have some serious doubts
The light I followed in here
Has been completely snuffed
Darkness, shadows, obscurity
I know I’ve had enough
Feeling for the way back
Don’t know if I can leave
Looking for the doorway
And things that I believe
Searching for a glimmer
The things that once held true
A candle in the darkness
A crack I can slide through
Still I’m finding nothing
A flicker is all I need
I know I can climb out of this
Can get this to recede
Praying for redemption
One small ray of hope
Saying a Hail Mary
Anything to cope
Seeking never finding
All now may be lost
The things that led me in here
Were not worth the cost
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The welcome mat was out
Thought I was entering paradise
Now I have some serious doubts
The light I followed in here
Has been completely snuffed
Darkness, shadows, obscurity
I know I’ve had enough
Feeling for the way back
Don’t know if I can leave
Looking for the doorway
And things that I believe
Searching for a glimmer
The things that once held true
A candle in the darkness
A crack I can slide through
Still I’m finding nothing
A flicker is all I need
I know I can climb out of this
Can get this to recede
Praying for redemption
One small ray of hope
Saying a Hail Mary
Anything to cope
Seeking never finding
All now may be lost
The things that led me in here
Were not worth the cost
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culpable
culpable of overthinking
playing every scenario
over and over
all possible outcomes
what's a girl to do?
a busy mind with
too many tabs open, always
a mind that never rests
even in sleep
crazy dreams
unhinged outcomes
over and over it bleeds
into every aspect
of this enthusiastic intellect!
in my defense.
I've saved your ass
a time or two
kept you from falling
from your pedestal
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brief moment
now you see it
now you don't
a brief moment
snuffed and gone
the candle flickered
flame never glowed
goodbye whispered
as I moved on
late at night, your
dreams are spawned
turning to lust
before the dawn
you clutch my pillow
but I've withdrawn
that side now cold
my love long gone
once you had it
now you don't
nothing missed
since you've been gone
I moved on
memories stored
new ones made
with my adored
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now you don't
a brief moment
snuffed and gone
the candle flickered
flame never glowed
goodbye whispered
as I moved on
late at night, your
dreams are spawned
turning to lust
before the dawn
you clutch my pillow
but I've withdrawn
that side now cold
my love long gone
once you had it
now you don't
nothing missed
since you've been gone
I moved on
memories stored
new ones made
with my adored
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Tuesday, June 11, 2024
thoughts
you set the background
on a new page
It remains blank
nothing to engage
no thoughts come to mind
no ideas that come forth
no memoires shared
from west or the north
thoughts used to flow
a pen that would write
from early in the morning
to the dead of night
maybe they escape you
from what's perfect you found
and now you rest easy
when your head is layed down
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sacrifice
were you saving it for later?
looking through a scope?
were you trying to pull it together?
this life, your past, these hopes
were you looking for who you are?
as you leave your past in a ditch
were you thinking I'd wait forever
it would go off without a hitch?
were you swimming against the current?
as your fantasies float downstream
were you trying to pull it together?
as you sacrifice one more dream
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looking through a scope?
were you trying to pull it together?
this life, your past, these hopes
were you looking for who you are?
as you leave your past in a ditch
were you thinking I'd wait forever
it would go off without a hitch?
were you swimming against the current?
as your fantasies float downstream
were you trying to pull it together?
as you sacrifice one more dream
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