Retreat To Whom?
Brought around the day
The fight bleeds to the bay
Stepping back, Running fo'ward
Many facing death as no coward
Death waits, as the bay draws near
The day closes and we're in Death's gear
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The Way That Honor Is
Honor, gold and praised
highlight of life
given to those raised
Honor struts about with the chest puffed out.
All of the achievements won
these past memories recalled and sway
Honor remembers what fun.
How fun it was to win the cause
to beat the challenge.
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The Dilemma
Sleepless soundless night
Nightmares now we do fight
Given state of our rapturous plight
Can god's grace shed upon us light?
Fire, lightning bolt, mist
Animals in contrite!
Sign! Send please Maker
Give us insight
For if no help aids us
The Snake's head will rear and bite
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Parting Party
Bring, bring, bring about
Let all the worries all run out
Set your emotions free about
Take a stand, spin around
Spin, spin, spin about
Before time clocks out
Laugh, laugh scream and shout
Have the goers party round
Eat, eat before the crowd
Gluttony it all before all is out
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What Is She to Me Really?
What Is She to Me Really?
She didn't lock the door...
How the world crashed upon her
The pain and suffering
She couldn't stop it
Couldn't hide from it
It was insurmountable
It was everywhere
As her heart beat
And tears crawled down
The only option was clear
And I forgotten as she nearly fell
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Meeting Of Seasons
A Summer's dancing epitaph
Spins and reels the photograph
Of which, Spring, melts the snow away
Fall blossoms colors unknown and unseen
When tress go thin and skeletal from wean
The winds of Winter in the cold white blankets
Warm the hearts of on lookers and seasons alike
Summer looks on this in despair
No sun can shine with clouds in the air
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Back To My Work
It's time for me to write again
The poems were on pause
So as to ease my mind
Now I see it only took my emotions away
It was locked with the thoughts of new poems
Now I'm back and filled to the brim
Here come the poems
For so long tried to escape to paper
Blocked by procrastination and laziness
Welcome to the world new poems
May the paper caress you for years to come
Written January 31,2011
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How It Is
How it is
A templed pool of water
Mirrored deep, blue, and calm
Silence surrounds and hushes all things
The canopy extends to the sky above
to which only stars shine
The room is warm in the air
rising beyond its reaches
having no wind best it.
Delicate strands hold this in place
Fresh not tampered, unchanged
Cannot be touched by mortal man
Saintly, angelic, and pure
Never to be tainted;
a child's dream.
Written November 29,2012
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Bleeds Through
My 'Bleeds Through' poems are of emotions that enter or escape as you read
If you feel a call to action, sadness, happiness, relative tingling
Or anything
Then something in those words bleed through into you
How the emotions contribute is the bleeding out
Bleeding is not of only blood
It is strictly the slow oozing of feeling
Until it eventually clots and stops
Read these with a open mind and heart
Let the words soak in and leave as they came
Slowly
March 14,2012
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A New Breed
Lies sweep across the plains of life
They soar causing mischief and grief
The wind can’t move them
No force can stop them
They move at their choosing
Their life cycle starts from a small whit egg
they grow as it moves over each person
Growing and changing size and shape
Until it is a monstrous bird of prey
It will nest in your ears
Feed on the truth
And shit out corrupted thoughts
Damn these devils I have listened to too many for too long
Written: February 24,2010
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