It’s just us three
Same as always
Even with four
We talk we laugh
We cry we smile
We always share
Someday she will
Grow up and leave
Down to two-thirds
Some time with him
And he will fly
One-third alone
Two thirds always
Have one-third watch
Throughout their lives
Saturday, April 24, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Long Exposure
The bones ache from a long cold frost
the flowers wilt and whither
a tear glistens on her frozen face
no fire to beckon hither
desolate, forsaken, out of place
the heart has lost it’s dream
Shall she awaken from this dream
to find her world blanketed in frost
rocking in this forgotten place
where beauty will fade and whither
not a sole to motion hither
would there be confusion upon her face
A close glance upon her face
reveals her captive dream
to laugh and call him hither
and melt the frost
and no longer whither
to finally escape this place
Time has no bearing on this place
It holds the demons she must face
Her choice to live, love, or whither
to lose her dream
to bitter frost
or to let the warmth come hither
Searching for hope to draw her hither
an escape to a happier place
no threat of frost
on her lovely face
her hope gives birth to every new dream
letting the old ones die and whither
Never let her spirit whither
to love she must come hither
replace a shattered dream
make her world a happy place
let joy alight her face
and warm her heart to frost
Lest we let the dream whither
Melt the frost and call her hither
Bring happiness to her place and joy upon her face
the flowers wilt and whither
a tear glistens on her frozen face
no fire to beckon hither
desolate, forsaken, out of place
the heart has lost it’s dream
Shall she awaken from this dream
to find her world blanketed in frost
rocking in this forgotten place
where beauty will fade and whither
not a sole to motion hither
would there be confusion upon her face
A close glance upon her face
reveals her captive dream
to laugh and call him hither
and melt the frost
and no longer whither
to finally escape this place
Time has no bearing on this place
It holds the demons she must face
Her choice to live, love, or whither
to lose her dream
to bitter frost
or to let the warmth come hither
Searching for hope to draw her hither
an escape to a happier place
no threat of frost
on her lovely face
her hope gives birth to every new dream
letting the old ones die and whither
Never let her spirit whither
to love she must come hither
replace a shattered dream
make her world a happy place
let joy alight her face
and warm her heart to frost
Lest we let the dream whither
Melt the frost and call her hither
Bring happiness to her place and joy upon her face
Monday, April 12, 2010
Symmetry & Patterns
See the parallels in our lives
Lines drawn in to the sands of time
Running forever side by side
Just like a perfect worded rhyme
From pain to sad to glad and joy
We’re all alike more than we think
Foundations in stone bind our hearts
Just open our minds to that link
Lines drawn in to the sands of time
Running forever side by side
Just like a perfect worded rhyme
From pain to sad to glad and joy
We’re all alike more than we think
Foundations in stone bind our hearts
Just open our minds to that link
Monday, April 5, 2010
Macro
With tendency to over think
And analyze the motives
We watch our world slowly shrink
And stress hit like locomotives
And analyze the motives
We watch our world slowly shrink
And stress hit like locomotives
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