Wednesday, September 17, 2014

Deadline

Deadline
Call me on the first of May
That celebrated day
When flowers bloom and birds sing
And lovers lead the way

I’ll be ready for you at that time
When all the right words seem to rhyme
So come to me on Beltane Day
As the world resounds with chimes

But if you come on Easter Eve
I won’t ask for you to leave
I won’t be ready for you at that time
But I still could bear for you to leave

If you don’t come for me by fall
I’ll assume you won’t come for me at all
And that would be the biggest blow of all
If you were never to come at all


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It Was Never Better

It Was Never Better
Times long gone are better forgotten
Those long encumbered owes
Stales smells and dead horses
And pretty maids all in a row
Bowers of women who never dance
Waiting for men to pick them
Hoping for a match to further their houses
And children to be the next victim
On and on the cycle goes
Never ceasing never halting
When will right the world?
When will stop this faulting?
Women everywhere be proud of who you are
Stand, be brave and bold
One day you will be counted
Make sure you break the mold


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Tuesday, September 16, 2014

Decision

Decision
So warm and comforting
Your hand on my cheek
Just a little thing
To show how you care
How you hold my hair back
While I worship the porcelain god
When you bring me weak tea
And dry toast
There’s still love in your eyes
How long before you resent me?
Before you regret
The choice you have made?
I love you enough
To tell you to go
But I’m selfish enough
To ask you to stay
It’s your
Decision

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Harpie

Harpie
Along a darkened road
By a glistening brook
A lonely maid sat waiting
For a love to come along
She waited very patiently
She could not comprehend
Why no one ever came looking?
What caused her heart to rend?
Eventually no one remembered
The poor maid waiting there
Till all that was left of her
Was her long luxurious hair
Then there came a minstrel
Lacking proper resources
He used the hair for strings
And the bones for harp pieces
When he brought it to town
The hair played its own tale
The lesson learned by all?
Sometimes even the good fail

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Monday, September 15, 2014

Sing

Weep not when angels fall
They do so every day
Cheer when men gain wings
And rise above the fray
Banish fears and sorrows
For they drag us down to earth
Search for knowledge and enlightenment
Value your own self worth
Other’s opinions are pointless
And vengeance is a wasteful thing
Giving up and letting go
Can make your conscience sing
So sing me songs of sleeping spirits
Those things that go bump in the night
And call me when your conscience soars
To new and unlimited heights

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Friday, September 12, 2014

Hope Chest

A hope chest standing empty
By the foot of the bed
Brings to mind
Times long ago
Loves of yesteryear
Forgotten
But not completely lost
We collect trinkets
To start a new life
But what if we never start over?
Never begin anew?
Is hope lost forever?
Or is it left sitting
In an empty chest
At the foot of the bed?


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Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Alteration

Alteration
If alteration alters
What is left behind?
Is it something new?
What is there to find?
There is something in the changing
Something to be said
Never left to notice
What happens in your head
Tomorrow’s troubles find you
No matter how you hide
If you tell the truth as oft’ as able
You never regret having lied


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