WANDERING WORDS
WORDS JUST WANDER
ACROSS EACH PAGE
AS I ATTEMPT
TO BE A SAGE
BUT AS I’M ONE
TO TELL THE TRUTH
I DON’T KNOW IF
THEY’LL BE MUCH USE
FOR PEOPLE READ
JUST WHAT THEY SEE
AND NOT THE WORDS
THAT COME FROM ME
BUT STILL I’LL TRY
TO MAKE SOME SENSE
OF THINGS THAT’S IN
THIS WORLD SO TENSE
FOR I’LL WADE ON
THROUGH REAMS OF LINES
TO PUNCTUATE EACH LITTLE SIGN
MY ANGEL GUIDES
WILL LEAD MY PEN
SO I TRY AND TRY AGAIN
TO TELL THE WORLD TO CHANGE
The Trap
Obese beyond all measure
Held within its trap
The more I see the problem
The more I just relapse
Compounded by a weakness
That says I cannot change
While looking for a scapegoat
To latch on all the blame
This vision you see before you
Isn’t me at all
For I am underneath it
And feeling rather small
For this size it overwhelms me
And there’s just no place to be
A shadow of my former self
From this reality
THE TREES THEY ALMOST TWINKLE
AS THEY DANCE TO NATURES CALL
AS IF THE LEAVES ARE TALKING
WITH EVERY RISE AND FALL
THEIR BOUGHS SO LONG AND STURDY
SWAY IN RHYTHMIC TIME
TO MATCH THE WIND IN MOTION
AND CREATE A SENSE OF RHYME
NOTHING IN THEIR MOVEMENTS
BELIES JUST WHATS WITHIN
A SAP OF LIFE SO CONSTANT
IT FEEDS EACH LEAF WITH VIM
THEY GUARD THE EARTH BENEATH THEM
AND SPREAD A DAPPLE SHADE
WHILE BREATHING OUT PURE MAGIC
WITH AIR THAT JUST CASCADES
Thought To Ponder – “We have to dare to be ourselves, however frightening or strange that self may prove to be.”- May Sarton
Music on You Tube – Serenade – Slim Whitman
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