Sunsets

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If in the quiet of a soft moment

We were the Ancient Mariner afloat

Might we wander aimless while then emote

In silent harmony a sweet lament.

 

For is the sea one in quiet recall

This guiding reality, timeless shift

A body where many less gentle rift

Would now decide in earnest Man will fall

 

If in this a sunset we are timeless

Study well the waves remain a current

Drawing history will be their torrent

Leads lives grown fond in conditions careless

 

Oh the gift is deep waters telling time

Mystique as might repeat as does this rhyme

 

 

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When A Child Believes

A child is born into a quiet world

Given a slap, a gasp begins their day,

We listen with intent, a cry today

Oh to hold child in hand, love we twirled.

 

We didn’t know about an adventure,

One designed wholly in passage in rites,

Sweet is innocence drawn beyond night lights

Swift shadow seekers in nomenclature

 

A child now moves beyond original sin

Learns adaptation within peer response

Oh to know the true angst of an ensconce

Perpetuate loss, forgiveness within.

 

We might all believe sweet coo of a dove

Designs a child’s world to live inside love.

 

 

A Frozen Sonnet

When limbs of desire speak aloud elder

The crying wolf screams inside a shelter.

While hearts employ a certain reaction

When seduced word leave infatuations

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In the comfort of time we rely upon

A circle of love suggest we live on

Perhaps as sun streaked skies radiant now

Will lives inherent in time speak of how.

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Closely drawn is the passion to embrace

A responsive outlook on love’s dear Grace.

Try in earnest; recognize ageless time

For beauty in solace truly sublime.

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I walked away abandoned fearful mind

Gentle tug of apprehension, remind.

 

Haiku Pattern

brief quick respond sweet

while inside our hearts do meet

tick we solemn greet

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want happy ending

searching for a new something

always in yearning

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simple truths began

an early childhood plan

never fear the man

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summer in sunset

a beautiful days only regret

what is chaos let

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once in a happy smile

a positive energy awhile

outside peace beguile

If I Might Grasp Society

I would begin rather small,

wanting to measure a pitfall,

if I could grasp the world around me

would that my mind feel free.

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To explore the simple triviality

of a generalized society.

If I look at you wrong in public

I wonder if the epiphany tragic.

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When once we held out our hands

we might live with very few demands,

today, we’re cautious to know the place

where all of our hardships we might erase.

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I was thinking about her, well, once again

it is easy enough to try to wonder when

our lives let go of memory, and instead

we measure the worth of our homestead.

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I found a measuring tape it seemed to hold

miles of countryside, rivers not so very old.

those places in my memory where liken to cry

I rather instead just try to still ask only why.

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The tears will come they may often while alone

one minute beforehand an amenity shown,

we live by the human condition, the importance

of recognizing impulse could very well be chance.

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I believe in the responsibility of man to release

all that is burden towards hindering sweet peace.

Public Outburst

When once we try, we seem to always want to …

In the grip of our mentor’s eye we flail

veritable while the moment at hand,

suddenly turns reactive, perhaps passive.

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I’m tired these days I would certain say why

if anyone were to ask, yet the shadows

remain rampant reeling ideals,

settled by a common thread of decency.

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To cause the curtain to fall on a prophecy

one might suggest a travesty of the kind

whose scrutiny become the laughing tide

welcomes the opportunity to wonder aloud.

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When faced by a fear to recognize truth

we would certain fall upon ground scathed.

Anxiety Rush

I think the day was rather sunny,

at least that I recall,

layered in my own shawl

a travesty of the fall of humanity.

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Could we ever move in freedom

if when we blink an eye

there is the question why

should we attempt design a kingdom.

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When while a spiritual guide exists

in the hearts and mind

of the many who remind,

when is it that faith insists.

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Can you see my eye, the fear I contain,

might reveal my inside

persona I keep beside

me as safely tucked away I can maintain

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Some dignity of form I revel in

walk the streets clean

knowing that my machine

has met the standard; a societal win

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now a certain grayness overcomes

the temperate nature of mine

a loathsome place I do incline

to share with no one; beat the drums.

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When while I wallow in self-pity in frame

here now why would you let me join the game.