I dream
of yellow skies
and ocre, spongy ground
of people able to sit and
wonder
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I dream
of yellow skies
and ocre, spongy ground
of people able to sit and
wonder
wonder
why people cry,
sadness comes, painful days,
tears fall like torrential rains—
let go…
let go,
someone understands—
think not yourself unique
others have been tried by fire like you--
look up…
look up
the sun still shines,
Spring has brought new life again—
Reach inside yourself and let go—
find life…
find life
yesterday gone
erased memories lost
todays thoughts captivated
anew
anew
the sun arises
new dawn comes, brand new day.
hope or sorrow, both could happen—
choose well…
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Choose well
the path you walk.
Carry but what you need;
tarry, breathing spring air with joy.
Live well.
live well
champagne tastes sweet
rose petals light your path
sunshine and cloudless days abound
believe
believe,
fill vacant dreams
with faith, attach your soul
like lost balloons that climb the sky
to clouds
To Clouds,
all underneath
them are random, finite,
and base; all above the Clouds are
endless.
Endless
journeys of hope,
well-worn paths of promise,
natural markers guide us through
life's maze.
life's maze
labyrinth confusing
twists and turns, lefts and rights—
what seems the end may be a new
beginning…
Begin
to see the vast
Opportunities in
Yourself, and triumph with lasting
Glory!
:thumbs_up
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
some awesome posts you guys :yawnb: ...
Glory
in the Knowledge
of doing the right Thing
in the right Way at the right Time
always.
Have a great Weekend!
Sincerely,
Uncle Lar
Always
remembering
your open heart of love,
I carry your legacy of
kindness.
Kindness
Didn't matter
Until I wanted more
Than just my daily bread and drink.
Selfish.
Selfish—
Me, Myself, I
Never think of anyone—
World gone to hell in a hand basket—
Who cries…
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Who cries
wet salty tears?
Glassy crystalline drops
cut deep into the skin -
hurting
Hurting
innocent lives
left a heart filled with guilt,
incapable of expressing
anguish.
anguish
cannot express
the feeling, pain inside—
thousands hungry, thousands hurting, countless dying—
and why…
And why
is it when I
try to effect changes
I am met with such resistance
often?
Often
I look upwards
at the cerulean
sky; wondering how it became
so vast...
So vast
are the options
one has to live a rich
and wonderful life; how to choose
wisely?
Wisely
The heart hurts
Storehouse of pain
And of dreams broken
Always
Always
I strive to be
the best I can be with
conscious effort to survive and
adapt.
adapt
to reality
the consequence is dire
and need not be repeated more
you know
You know,
life can be hard,
it can be a lot worse,
it can also be much better
right now.
Right now
I do begin
to see life a new way
the possibility exists
again
Again
I go to work
in order to build a
Career which will help me support
myself.
myself
obscured shadow
hidden in a mist
unfocused and indecisive
who me
Who me?
Perhaps I am
myself to be or not
living in the shadow of light
at night
at night
we wondered why—
the guns flashed—students died
what went wrong at Virginia Tech
yesterday?
yesterday
some madman prowled
fired his guns into crowds
the body-count went on, up and up
it seemed
it seemed
that hell ruled for
just a little while, campus
a battleground—death all around—
and fear
and fear
dark angel gloom
stalked the campus specter-like
then the shooter took his own life—
what waste
what waste
young people died
our legacy in life
wiped out—senseless homicide—
we mourn…
Pendragon
© 4/17/07
We will always remember: Virginia Tech Monday, April 16, 2007
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We mourn
it is our fate
to suffer and to bleed
and wonder at senseless violence
how sad
How sad
to dwell on the
Negative, when there are
so many good things to focus
on now.
on now
sunrise new day
mourning sharing caring
glass broken sirens rang out loud
helpless
Helpless
was Superman
at first, then he threw the
Kryptonite away and rose to
triumph!
Nicely said Pen.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pendragon
Triumph
slips just beyond
my reach. Grasping forwards
I catch it on fingertips,
nearly...
Nearly
beaten, but not
completely defeated,
I press on triumphantly to
success!
Success!
My dreams attained
at last! A home filled with
children, pets, books....poetry walks
the halls.
the halls
filled with stories
talking laughing smiling
bumping into each other's rythmes
motion
motion
gathering force
moving into the light
of understanding and reason
today