(written July 12, 2004- Pensacola, FL)
I found out what it was like to live
I found out where hapiness hides
I now know what to take, to give
And where patient time abides
A smile a laugh from you to me
Is what keeps the river flowing
Just open your eyes and you will see
What it takes to keep on going
Sorrow is only passing sad
It comes and goes in storm
YOU decide how terribly bad
And then rise up in the morn
Sadness can be underlying
But happiness has it's place
No matter how often you think you're dying
Between the two it's just a race
A race to see which holds out most
And both seem great in turn
When one dominates the other's a ghost
Our hearts with raging fires burn
So live just LIVE!!!
Just learn and grow
Go on forget the madness
Take all in stride
And soon you'll know
No difference betwixt joy and sadness
Monday, November 30, 2009
The Roof
The rumble, the roar
Sounds men of ages
Have never heard before
Cats that steam, and birds that scream
And skittles helter-skelter.
Sounds men of ages
Have never heard before
Cats that steam, and birds that scream
And skittles helter-skelter.
Response of sorts
I read it, and read it again
And still it fills me with such
Great sadness.
And with the last line, I too-
I wonder. Where is she?
She's alone
But not lonely
Well, not all the time.
And my goodness.
I thought she was strong
But what is this gooeyness
You mention?
I do not like gooey.
And she- she shies away
From it.
And from those lines as well.
You're right my dear...
Where did she go?
Or did she ever leave?
Really.
And still it fills me with such
Great sadness.
And with the last line, I too-
I wonder. Where is she?
She's alone
But not lonely
Well, not all the time.
And my goodness.
I thought she was strong
But what is this gooeyness
You mention?
I do not like gooey.
And she- she shies away
From it.
And from those lines as well.
You're right my dear...
Where did she go?
Or did she ever leave?
Really.
Friday, October 23, 2009
Her name means worthy of being loved...
I hope it does you good.
Finally you took a step forward
Timorous, and tearful
But you did it.
Sure there was coaxing involved
And maybe some harsh words
But love, and faith
And oh so much hope-
All of those were involved too
And here you are!
A new beginning in a new day
And a whole new life...
Why?
Because you had the courage
To move
To be strong!
Finally you took a step forward
Timorous, and tearful
But you did it.
Sure there was coaxing involved
And maybe some harsh words
But love, and faith
And oh so much hope-
All of those were involved too
And here you are!
A new beginning in a new day
And a whole new life...
Why?
Because you had the courage
To move
To be strong!
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Apology....
I said I'd write
That very night
But did I? No-
Forgotten.
The lines did flow
That time ago
But they, unwrit
Remained.
So I idly sit
With eyebrows knit
But that day's theme
Departed.
Thus now I scheme
With thoughts that teem
For you, to write,
Sweet Kate.
That very night
But did I? No-
Forgotten.
The lines did flow
That time ago
But they, unwrit
Remained.
So I idly sit
With eyebrows knit
But that day's theme
Departed.
Thus now I scheme
With thoughts that teem
For you, to write,
Sweet Kate.
Friday, May 1, 2009
My sisters.
Blue eyes, brown hair
O how I miss you dear!
Sweet laugh, silliness
O how I wish you were here.
The memories, and all the fun
Bonfires, long walks too,
Down by the river and up on the hill
And all our jokes both old and new
O how I miss you dear!
Sweet laugh, silliness
O how I wish you were here.
The memories, and all the fun
Bonfires, long walks too,
Down by the river and up on the hill
And all our jokes both old and new
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Ocean Day Dreaming
Top hat, coat tails
Crisp cuffs-
Details
The music swells
And hearts
As well
The orchestra
Tunes up.
She smiles at him
The lights
Go dim
He takes her hand
For ovations
Stand
Ah someday,
Someday!
Crisp cuffs-
Details
The music swells
And hearts
As well
The orchestra
Tunes up.
She smiles at him
The lights
Go dim
He takes her hand
For ovations
Stand
Ah someday,
Someday!
Tuesday, March 3, 2009
Rock and Roll
There's a certain something in
The rolling of the ship and
The music inside my ears that
Promotes a sort of heart ache
And joy in life all at once.
The rolling of the ship and
The music inside my ears that
Promotes a sort of heart ache
And joy in life all at once.
Monday, February 2, 2009
Sunday, February 1, 2009
Life inspiration
I must read my beloved Captains Courageous again.
I have nothing at all to do this week (well not nothing, but not work since I'm taking leave to set my affairs in order before cruise). I shall read it again, and remember that the ocean and hard work and the ship will make me stronger and a better person.
I have nothing at all to do this week (well not nothing, but not work since I'm taking leave to set my affairs in order before cruise). I shall read it again, and remember that the ocean and hard work and the ship will make me stronger and a better person.
Saturday, January 31, 2009
oh man
that's it you've done it now
what you said wasn't very nice
shocked that you didn't take it back
I'm going to say this once not twice.
I'm done with feeling sorry
I'm a big girl - so piss off
I took a chance and failed
to such baveness hats must doff
And my confidence again renewed
persue my singular path of great
To become the best that ever was
It's never, no never not ever too late.
that was most definately the very first and very last time I allow myself to consider changing my course because of a whim.
what you said wasn't very nice
shocked that you didn't take it back
I'm going to say this once not twice.
I'm done with feeling sorry
I'm a big girl - so piss off
I took a chance and failed
to such baveness hats must doff
And my confidence again renewed
persue my singular path of great
To become the best that ever was
It's never, no never not ever too late.
that was most definately the very first and very last time I allow myself to consider changing my course because of a whim.
hmmmm
Prosetry...
the word just presented itself to me at the end of a short thread of thought (if one can call the disjointed bits and peices that run through my head a thread... but certainly thought)...
i like it. prosetry.
(prōsětrē)
the word just presented itself to me at the end of a short thread of thought (if one can call the disjointed bits and peices that run through my head a thread... but certainly thought)...
i like it. prosetry.
(prōsětrē)
Friday, January 30, 2009
You give me strength
I was so worried for a moment
That the breath would not come
And the stinging of the bee
Was just my chest going numb
And the silence was as heavy
As deep water - tons per inch
But I fought the terror off
And drew the air with unseen winch
And slowly, so slowly
And carefully too
Give heart wherewithall to beat
And keep blood a healthy blue
The sun outside my window
Decides to shine as if it knew
And fought the clouds off
Just like I did
And will continue to.
To Cassie, Katie, and Amanda
That the breath would not come
And the stinging of the bee
Was just my chest going numb
And the silence was as heavy
As deep water - tons per inch
But I fought the terror off
And drew the air with unseen winch
And slowly, so slowly
And carefully too
Give heart wherewithall to beat
And keep blood a healthy blue
The sun outside my window
Decides to shine as if it knew
And fought the clouds off
Just like I did
And will continue to.
To Cassie, Katie, and Amanda
Monday, January 5, 2009
Sunday, January 4, 2009
Big Girls...
...Do cry. I wanna know who the idiot was that started the rumor that they don't. Cuz i believed him, and was pretty well off until i found out first hand that his assumption was wrong.
They do.
They do.
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