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Tried for Days

I have tried for days

To put my thoughts

In wordy ways.

Yet, to finish

Seems impossible,

With days

Already full.

Pulled this way

To chase the green,

Torn that way

By demons unseen.

The paper, the pen

Just by my side,

But the words the thoughts

Have suddenly died.

Stress and life,

Bills and people,

Family, job

All leave me with strife.

To be clear again

In my ideas

Free to write

And escape my fears,

This is the current aim.

But I cannot get away

from life’s game.

 

So these words for now

Will have to do,

’cause right now

It’s all I have for you.

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So it is P.A.D. (poem-a-day) time again, and until this becomes my job, my job is my job, so I will post as much as I can. Let’s start with this entry, and we will proceed from there. Hope you enjoy.

 

 

I am still here,

For now!

For a moment,

A twinkle in the eye,

Of the Universe.

An atom, among

Uncountable atoms.

There is more

Than this shell,

This slow-moving

organic miracle.

There must be breath

and consciousness,

There must be more.

There must be light

and nirvana,

A place beyond,

This place,

A dimension

Of grace and awareness.

There must be a place

For my head..

In the universal clouds.

Thought upon thought,

Drawing us closer.

A plane

Where we are we,

And not what we see.

A Sketch

dreams die with age

Flowing

Flowing lazily,

through a hazy day,

Flowing languidly,

in a detached way

Flowing beautifully

Through the waves

of life.

Flowing smoothly

on the edge of a knife.

Flow with me

Flow slowly, confidently,

Through life,

Ever-green.

 

The Traveler

Out here, on the road

traveling, alone.

Wondering silently,

who’s waiting?

 

Those who love me,

wait silently,

for my return.

 

I’m tired of the dusty road.

Want warmth and home,

out here traveling,

silently I roam.

 

Sing the song,

play the game,

do my work with aplomb;

Oh I can’t wait

to be home.

 

There my shelter lies.

There my heart lives and dies.

There you lie,

waiting,

Loving.

 

Soon I will be there.

Lying beside you;

Loving.

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