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Friday, November 29, 2013

One last time



Reaching out
One last time
In hope

All the little things
People never realize
From the never noticed

Taking a break from this race
Breathing in the air
In a pile of you’re too late

Broken and discarded
Is everything you have looked for
Perfection in a heap

Reach out one last
Remodeling this life
Is there any hope

All the big things
That are no more
Never used and discarded

Breathing in the spring
Recycling this life
Step out of the gloom

There is no glue
That can fix the all the broken people
All staring up from the pile

Monday, November 25, 2013

Bad Karma Baby



Bad karma baby
Bad things happen when you’re around
My heart is broken
Wondering around like a lost puppy
Checking lost and found
Seeing what else is around
Karma and your effect

Karma paradox
When sorry is not enough
Bad things happen when you’re around
Bad things happen when you’re not
Getting all the blame
You’re a Bad Karma Baby
It sounds good it should be a song

You’re a bad karma baby
No matter what you done
Someone is getting slapped down
When they least expect it
Anticipating better things
You hit them with that personality
Rubbing salt in the wound

Bad karma baby
Bad things happen when you’re around
My heart is broken
Wondering around like a lost puppy
Checking lost and found
Seeing what else is around
Karma and your next day effect

You’re a bad karma baby
No matter what you done
Someone is getting slapped down
When they least expect it
Anticipating better things
You hit them with that personality
Rubbing salt in their wound

You’re a bad karma baby
No matter what you do
Someone is getting slapped down
When they least expect it
Anticipating better things
You hit them with that personality
Rubbing salt in thier wound

You’re a bad karma baby
No matter what you do
Someone is getting slapped down
When they least expect it
Anticipating better things
You hit them with that personality
Rubbing salt in the wound

Thursday, November 21, 2013

The Flag



Fades in the sun
The tree grows
Reaching for the clouds
The color dissipates
The cloth once shiny
Flutters proudly
The tree reaches higher
Year by year
Inch by inch
Reaching for the cloth
Unnoticed
And rooted in the ground
Pushing the pole out
From underground
In time the cloth wraps the tree
Torn by the branches
Once proud in shards
All the rage for the moment
Trees stand tall
Iron all rusted


Tuesday, November 19, 2013

A Place Amongst the Flowers



The color of sanctuary
Where tulips bloom
Trees have flowers
Amongst the gloom
A peaceful place
Amongst the bones
A spiritual place
Amongst the departed
So much color in a desert
The sand flows like the sea
In waves in slow motion
In winters the snow
Emulates the sand like the sea
Were water and sand act the same
Time stands still in color
Sanctuary changes with the colors
Ice builds up and melts away
A soul stays in a single place
Waiting patiently for a single day
A peaceful place
Amongst the bones
A spiritual place
Amongst the flowers
In the fields love does grow
As the wind pushes the waves
Each with a high and low
The clouds keeping their secrets
Never to be seen
A soul stays in a single place
Waiting tolerantly for that single day
Colors change in the shade

Friday, November 15, 2013

Defining Grey

Every villain has a friend
Antagonist to their protagonist
A hero to their villain
they have an admirer
The dark side with a smile
Every friend has a antagonist
A villain needs a hero
On the light side of tomorrow
Some how defining all the gray
Seen you arguing with the world
Taking all challengers
Steadfast and resolute
Facing overwhelming odds
It wasn't till later i realized
The arguing was about the fight
Certainly not about the right
Falsehoods  your glue
Talking with you was walking on ice
Out of control and little traction
Directional challenged
There is no black and white
Everything is in shades of grey
The question changes with every answer
What appears right in the light
Feels wrong with the dark
All smiles with no illusions

Wednesday, November 13, 2013

Hate in those eyes


There is hate in those eyes
Under heavens disguise
Everything a fa├žade
Gentle words of a slave merchant
Subduing false hope
Tying the tongue down
Remember the struggle
The process of life
On a leash for his girl
Firm and immovable
Tethered to a millstone
Grinding the chaff
There is hate in those eyes
Between the smiles
And the words
There is clear motive
Wariness unbridled
Something false in the knot
Strength resides in her control
Trashing in a boiling cauldron
Watching his demise without fear
Contrast subdued in silent steps
Passing him to the wilderness
To wild people lost in their fear