CALM WATERS
Too calm to touch the waters
Never wishing to distract
Waves roll on and on
No pebble sending tracks
Just watching and looking a view to never change
A scenery so common
Close your eyes
See the same
The lightning strikes
All the heavens
The skies begin to cry
Liquids pour and waters roar
Tranquility declines
A sigh is heard
The land……
It’s echo
Shakes from every edge
The Earth crumbled
And confetti green
Lay where it could
Roots of death
Foundation bled
Of all life’s hopes and dreams
Tomorrows turn to yesterdays
So unnaturally
If only a disturbance
A pebble to be thrown
The waters would be friendly
Since they wouldn’t be alone
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WHO
Who has the right to condemn
For the sake of being
For the privilege to live
Who has the right to restrict
For all the freedoms
For all the nonconformists
Who has the power to judge
For all the many mistakes
For all equal regrets
Who calls themselves the law
For all the sins
For all the change
Who has time or nerve to become God
That was beautiful.
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Thank you kind sir.
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Recycling rules!
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It’s the new something. I’m not sure what, but it is.
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I like the full circle. Problem solving is excellent. This is one I would love to hear the story behind.
Red.
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So…funny story. This was inspired by WordPress f’ing up my copy and paste job and me not catching on since I am a bad checker of things. Ha, ha…..The two poems were totally mized up. You may not like them as much now that it isn’t one.
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