piece by piece
is how we ease
the wreckage from the past
it could not last
we fell
and for a spell
all hope was doomed
and failure was assumed
but rise again
for this humble pen
will not stumble
and rise from any tumble
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Monday, November 29, 2010
Sunday, November 21, 2010
we bring
we try
and try again
we fly
and rise again
we sing
and dance again
we bring
our love again
we weep
our sorrow again
& we keep
trying again
and try again
we fly
and rise again
we sing
and dance again
we bring
our love again
we weep
our sorrow again
& we keep
trying again
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
goes from black
waking up
getting up
standing up
powering up
one step at a time
each day a new rhyme
goes from black
and on the attack
to royal blue
and being through
with wasting time
no way to perfect this rhyme
getting up
standing up
powering up
one step at a time
each day a new rhyme
goes from black
and on the attack
to royal blue
and being through
with wasting time
no way to perfect this rhyme
Friday, November 12, 2010
it appears to be
into her web i would go
just to show
that no poison can make
my freedom fake
but a spider will never
announce how clever
it appears to be
wouldnt want them to get free
so her games i will try
and let not my fear deny
another way to grow
wisdom comes slow
just to show
that no poison can make
my freedom fake
but a spider will never
announce how clever
it appears to be
wouldnt want them to get free
so her games i will try
and let not my fear deny
another way to grow
wisdom comes slow
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Through Our Trials
forevermore i see
that all that can be
is possible in this time
no end for this rhyme
we all march on
to the beat ne'er foregone
through our trials
and our denials
we sing the praises
hoping for the raises
suffering our pain
dying in the rain
that all that can be
is possible in this time
no end for this rhyme
we all march on
to the beat ne'er foregone
through our trials
and our denials
we sing the praises
hoping for the raises
suffering our pain
dying in the rain
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