the morrow comes with Bright Fame burning fairly til my Soul Shines as softly as the rays of perfect sunlight in the golden hours
Poetry
Life’s Library
A hurricane swept through Life's Library Disguised as a librarian In a hooded cloak Scattering hither and thither Each exquisite hand-bound Work of art and eloquence Until the floor was strewn And littered with pages Golden edges glistening In sunshine and moonlight Until dust coated and obscured them Leather bound covers Laying as a thousand … Continue reading Life’s Library
Hoped For
The attacks Of little men Who wield with Deeds and words Leave a woman Feeling like Her voice Was never heard "See me," she cries With unheard tears, "Not just my pretty face, "And listen to my heart," She pleads But little men Ignore her truth And tear her soul apart But There comes another … Continue reading Hoped For
A Good Time ~ Really Amusing Poetry
They looked at one another Up at the mountain And down at The bottle of tequila on the bar And they knew Just because It was a bad idea Didn't mean It wouldn't be a good time However The same logic Would make them rue Their choices Later that night Disclaimer: Any resemblance to stories … Continue reading A Good Time ~ Really Amusing Poetry
Love Is ~ Really Bad Poetry
Falling in love Is like Losing someone you know In one of those really big superstores Like Costco or Ikea Where you're running around Looking down every aisle At every sample station When in reality They're probably Right behind you the whole time Or on the other side of the store Doing the exact same … Continue reading Love Is ~ Really Bad Poetry
His Eyes ~ Really Bad Poetry
His eyes were like two Hazel circles with big black Dots in the middle
Eye Catching ~ Really Bad Poetry
She was lovely And just like those Pointy hook latches That used to hang on Screen doors When we were young Those hooks That would fly up when The door was banged open again She was perfect and Perfectly eye catching
Hoopty ~ Really Bad Poetry
Her vernacular And lexicon Was like You know Hoopty A F And was literally Like As bad as Whatever Or something
Abundance
Abundance is mine The harvest of my labors Is fruitful indeed
Don’t live with regrets
Don't live with regrets For a lifetime for things that Take moments to say
