Bentlee Poetry (317)

Lady Lady rise above the wave
Lady Lady show me how you care

Lady Lady where have you been till now
Lady Lady eyes like blue soft sky

LIVING YOUR DAYS AS WE ALL SEEM TO DO
GOOD DAYS AN BAD, A DAY AT A TIME

Lady Lady your cheeks light up your smile
Lady Lady warm wind lift's your hair

Lady Lady golden sheen tanned skin
Lady Lady men watch you walk on by

WORKING A DAY JOB, ONLINE SCHOOL AT NIGHT
AN HELP WITH HOMEWORK OF YOUR EIGHT YEAR OLD GIRL

Lady Lady rise above the wave, Lady Lady, it's you my mind desires. Lady Lady your eyes have not seen mine, Lady Lady I'm not so bad a guy. Lady Lady if you saw me would you be....willing to take a chance, take a chance with me.

I'm on discovery channel for a while too see whats new. Had a good day at work, b and e's lately alot of doors to fix. A cold beer sits in wait on the table at the couch. Cat's in the window smellin the air. Car's driving by as their tires chat the road. Fill up the tub have a bath pretty soon. Not sure what to eat, but while I soak in the tub I'll figure what to cook. Perhaps some 'A an E' or 'TLC' a round a boxing or spike I'll see.

The heat's turned up........the cool's turned down
It's the weekend now, empty buildings in town. . . .
Flight's day n night
All hands on deck

At the pumps please fill it
Oh what the heck. . . .

Coal miner's gift...... both life and death
More power to you
Oh.....what.....a mess. . . .

We tend to Ohhhhhhh zone and are freon thought. . . .
Results of studies, yet still not bought
Sustainable resource, is that due course?
Political agenda still no remorse!

who'd dare knock
for behind's the unknown


a quest to muster the strength to see
oh it's not what you think
only what you feel
for the feelings good
the think is scarey
too close to the past
to be brought to the now

there's a window in the door
hmmm slight glimpse you'll see
blinds open one glide
eye to the glass
on the wall ahead . . . . . . . .
a mirrored eye from your side of the pane ~

Somewhere in this life..............
........................ is what's called
the sea of souls.................................

.................. drifting.....

...in a endless effort..................
............to find salvation within. . .

it can be a plague
from generation to generation. . .
yielding to any hope
derived from
a mindstate of despair. . .
to be born
with an unadulterated peace. . .
it becomes an affliction
to grasp the real. . .

the real's a virtual trip
to find the way
of filling the void in one's soul. . .
until such time
the soul
shall be adrift
for not a thousand years.

Being there in a time a need, he's been seen in time's a greed. Protecting the wrong with a pillow of right over fingers entwined. How can one defend a wrong to a right an walk in good shoes. A paycheck perhaps, an interested nose gets the pay from a sale to better mankind. Directing society making them feel it's where they should be~

Where would you go
What would you do
If you had a short time to finish your life

How far would you go
To see who you want of friend's from the past
Would you make your time needy or embrace it in full
And treasure whats left
In taking your guard and put it aside
To make that time real.

Rain when it starts has a smell of it's own
Would you breathe it in deep

A field filled with flowers
Grass that stands tall
Dances and looks to the sky up above
Would you see what that field feeds to your eyes or pass it on by.

You could lay on your back
Look up to the sky
See what the clouds shape in your mind
Then let out a deep breath
A dragonfly in hover 3 feet away lookin at you
He's willing to land but feels it's not safe

We all send out vibes All nature picks up
To help us decide
If those vibes are too strong
Nature backs up and looks somewhere else
Or agression comes out in defence of itself as instinct kicks in.

Would you stop on the road where a turtle's halfway
Help it the rest
By stopping your car
Letting other drivers see
Whats right versus wrong

Would you slow down your life
In a way to make it, not just about you.

Would you sit in the night
With a candle by your side
Reflect on the times
You grew from the good that came to your life.

If I knew my time was near
I'd be happy to know
That my life that I lived
Let me see what was there
In front of my eyes



My eyes were once blind from the anger inside that harboured my life.


~Bentlee~

~Is your yes a maybe or a doubted no~

Solitude indifferent in bored social spect. Genius par non, others can't reflect, status in mind, absorbed in self fight. Common share not so good with centrifugal mind, whirlwind of thought most left behind, never intention, yet eyes dove in dove blind. Kept pace with himself in flurry mindset, head wind in life challenged . . . no regret. He tried to befriend steadfast till the end, yet a head filled packed tight, to others was not right, a social misfit of german descent . . . . .

eyes jumpin out of your mind thats in blurr
scared breath, rides the air as you struggle to be
it's not yours, how can it be, it's never this way
you fondle your mind for resolution of sorts

cajun heat body steams within your realm
where it began will the rooster crow soon
feet toss an turn for a way to escape
sheets are tucked in they're goin nowhere

you think you're awake in this fantasy scare
it's real and it's now as pillows in tight
pillow and cheek share a river of drool
as your mind finds a way to set your night free

so real as it is you'll never forget
your eyes went to sleep an it started from there
ur callin for friends they don't hear a sound
feet still in quiver in blankets they're bound

you've got to go pee, no it's not about this
blankets are wet from a self induced sweat
adrenaline pours into your dream
it's not what it is, just what it seems

charlie horse breaks into both of your calves
breath shoots like darts over your bed
your mind plays it over an over again
a nightmare gone wrong from start to the end!

Had I strayed my soul a what impacted my life, confused an pissed off a while I know. Tuck it away. . . nah that never works. . . in front a your eyes, streamline approach. Those impacts, yeah there's many, yet not to confuse, the fuse you just lit lots back you can use if that's what you want to live your good life. Or. . . highroad it all an truly stand proud of what you decide, by remembering the you with the impacts left out an who you should be~

I've not a clue what the hell that word means. I made it up in a conscious day dream, perhaps a meaning from others may come forth, seems there's a new wave of words on paper script. So I thought I'd make up a word new too add, the problem is there's no meaning attached. What would you offer to go with a word like the one that titles this nothing of write lol.