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You look so happy
and even a bit yappy
You don't seen no sin
or where you've been
Carry no Tales
For what that entails
Smile with your Mate
and eat your cake
Pay your Taxes
Watch the news and relaxes
Miss the fact that the world is reacting
To the damage it has infacting
Global warming comes with no warning
You won't see it or wake up mourning
The end is somewhere
Could be but you don't care
I'm Jealous
Oblivious

A thought for no rhyme or reason
Just maybe for this moment in the season

Lost in your eyes dreaming to hear your hungering sigh
With each gentle kiss
the taste of your tongue with a hiss

Your ever flowing stream of love
how it fits so snug like a glove
You cover me like a warm cozy blanket
It keeps me safe from the troubles of the world
Yet, I know I'm just lying to myself
in believing any word or thought
you convey for you have shown your ways just about every day.

Such beauty and charm to consider what's the harm?

Yet,one thing that keeps you near to my ear as I long to kiss your tears and trade them for love to dispel your fears

Your message is always clear and I heard it for many years
You are in very much pain and I know I drive you insane

Never have I seen such loyalty for such a fool like me I just don't understand what you see

Yet, is it only of your need until someone or something better comes along to make you crumble to your knees?

There is no rhyme or reason to the things you say or do and maybe that's why I am so crazy about you

In this world you are lucky to find one loyal friend to the bitter end

People and circumstances change like the wind and they love to play as long as the game is going their way

When you are down and out and lost in the fray you know who your friends are come that dark desolate day

Oh some may profess they were your friend but, only if you walk their way
In this arena many cry for someone to dance to their song
Even if they feel yours is wrong

Yet, one thing that leads to their dismay
They don't give the effort or time to what they believe it leads to a question who have they really decieved?

Ye shall know a tree by its fruit it bears hence, ye will know who really cares.

Wearing robes of crimson, orange and gold
Short or tall and age young or old
Every autumn dancing at the royal ball
Swirling and swaying to the cool wind of fall

Moving in time to the musical breeze
Coppertone and bronze sentries guard with ease
Fairies – pixies and angels flitting about
Flying here and there among the royal crowd

The event only lasts a brief time each year
It happens when winter is drawing near
Forest and field animals running all around
Gathering up droppings from their royal crowns

Dancing so hard that their robes fly all around
Sending crimson, orange and gold to the ground
Thus with no coat their limbs are now bare
Standing there proudly not seeming to care

New robes will arrive all pure and white
Floating down from above what a beautiful sight
Sunlight showing sparkling diamond tears
Ending the Royal Ball for another year

Slowly life leaves her
Not willingly
Fighting
For every breath

As she drops to the ground
The strand breaks
And the pearls cascade
Around her dead body

I was thinking as I was just walking
Through the bottom woods one day
Autumn sun rays were still angling
Through the enormous crimson canopy
So many bright Red and Scarlet
Mixing with many Orange and Yellow
Leaves dazzling falling all around me
Above me a passing flock of Canada geese
Noisily cackling formation in their large V
I watched in awe with such wonder pass
Now what lays before me as I make my way
Knowing it won’t be long now maybe a few more
Cold fronts and those wet cold showers
And in no time just like I snap my fingers
Seasons change and it becomes winter again

Don't chase after love, let it come to you;
That's how you'll know if it's really true.

When you're not expecting it to,
Love will arise.
Sometimes slowly (but surely) opening your Eyes;
Causing your Heart to rejoice;
Your Mind to numb from the glow
that seeps from within
And bubbles over.

Don't chase after love.
If not freely given, it lacks real value.
Just be patient; wait on it.
Live your life, be free.
Love will find you, just let it be...

Jack had a wife and son who he loved very much
He got a job at the Overlook Hotel to maintain it from November thru April
He loved the hedge maze and learned how to escaped from it
He also always dressed for the weather as it got below zero quite often there
He was visited by mean and evil ghosts who wanted him to kill his family
He resisted temptation and invited d*ck over for some good home cooking
The evil spirits just gave up and went away
A good time was had by all
He still works this seasonal job to this day
The End

I,m going around in circles in my mind
Reminiscing, I found is blocking the bad
and reliving the fun.
Did i do that? Oh yes i did.
I was so young without fear nor cares.
But time goes forward and taught me
life is not always fair.
Now my circle is nearly complete
I leap over all the bad
to the child i was.
Re-living the dares, yes
a bit of drunkenness too.
I rock in my chair with tears, but of laughter
at the daring reckless girl i was.
I am going back there for sure.
Happy laughing, reckless, no fear.
What a way to start and now end
Opening the door and reliving those times again

All good things must come to an end
We can’t go tip-toeing along pretending
Things will get better when they won’t
It does really come down to character
Honesty will rule the day if you choose
Nothing short of that really gains traction
We can live in servitude to each other
Separate without any or all constraints
Or continue to be herding in new directions
We don’t even choose or ever aspire to go
What gives this dance the wrong romance
Is neither I nor you wanted to commence it
So lets just do the right thing and how
Walk away with our heads held high
Not romanticizing something unsustainable
Life goes on and so it shall too pass behind us

some or most of my life everything seems real and unreal or illusory sometimes too real or too unreal one time as a child i was in a department store with my mother confusing people with manikens one time in the same outskirts of a city one spring standing by myself with torrents of water ice and snow melting from ponds and streams felt its glory i daydreamed alot in grade school once in junior high i was in a health class drawing pictures
of future cars the teacher found out showed it to the class they laughed mockingly