Heart and Soul

Poets are…
lyricists
For which the music…
Is not yet written

Words that wait
Uncertain fate
For songsmith’s
To be smitten

Poets write
The very heart
Songsmiths write
The soul

It takes the two
To both imbue
And make two parts
…a whole..

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David O's thrifty shopping advice

Christmas shopping to me
is like a walk in the park
The method I use is
So easy and slick

But it is best done
late after dark
And requires no money
this simple trick

You simply go out
And do some window shopping
With a mask, a bag,
And a brick

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More American style haius

I home schooled myself
Those were the good ol’days…I gave
Myself straight A’s!

One of God’s lovely
Things…lil’ mossy lakes dimpled
With smiles of rain rings

Don’t let sorrows thrive
The past won’t die as long as
You keep it alive

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Shade

In the woods…
The shade
comes to listen

In the shade…
Veined leaves
and silver firs glisten

In the veins…
There courses
voices of the trees

In the trees…
The shade listens
then grieves

The shade comes…
The shade listens…
Then leaves…

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Madness

Lonely in a crowd of people
Feeling crowded among just a few

Looking down from atop a steeple
High above the motley crew

Complications… simplified
Simplifications… amplified

Confusion reigns… I fear I’ve lost it
Though God know..., I really tried

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Kids are forever

You’re never quite free
From your kids..no, no! !

No… you’re never quite free
From your kids

They could be doing
Quite fine

Or even doing
Hard time

there's no way you can be
as eventually you'll see

That you’re never quite free
From your kids! !

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On Living Life

It’s not near enough
To have lived in full…
the length of one’s life

No… tis not nearly enough
The measure of length only…
Pray tell…

For length is far too narrow
A measure
of one’s life

The true measure is to have lived
The full width
As well

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My Christmas

Decorations are up
Tinsel’s on the tree

All the women out shopping
All busy as can be

Kids happily snooping
“Where can the presents be? ”

Are there others out there (I hope not)
Who can’t feel the glee?

Or Is the season of Christmas
Lonely only to me?

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Ol' fools and dreamcatchers

Still just an ol’ jerk
Puttin’ faith in dream catchers
Knowin’ they don’t work

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Nights…awake I lay
Trying to remember dreams…
Dreams that stole away
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Gonna be more smart!
That dream catcher’s Gonna be
Returned to Walmart! !

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Hugs

A hug
E’en if given
Only in jest

Tis still yet
a hug
No more no less

While Intended
Perhaps only
To be received in jest

I shall instead
Choose to Treat it
As a sweet caress

For no matter
How tis intended
The hug to be

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