Monthly Archives: April 2013

Unwell

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I know; this poem is really bad; but I really am sick so this is the best I can do.

Teddy bear, Parrot, Frog and Fawn
Stroller and pickup truck, chess game pawn
Animal puppets, Lego’s big and small
Soft and board books Babies play with them all

I don’t feel well tonight, I’m sick as a dog
And trying to rhyme with my head in a fog
Is very pesado, it’s weighty, I’m dead
‘Cause pollen and mucus are clogging my head

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Reflections

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I wrote this much and something in me said, “That’s enough.”

You stand at the water’s edge
Reflected in the water
And by the night’s bright eye
He rises to meet you.
What is the strange effect
This rover has on all
That none escapes its beckon?
Not even you.

Love vs Hate

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I decided to take this pantoum to a fifth verse so that I could turn this thought around from hate to love.

Since loving is a basic human being
It surprises me that there is so much hate
The energy we waste countering love
Must be the reason everyone’s so drained

It surprises me that there is so much hate
Wasting our time on feeding such a beast
Must be the reason everyone’s so drained
With little time for loving like we should

Wasting our time on feeding such a beast
It robs our life, No wonder we’re depressed
With little time for loving like we should
The ones we hold with caring in our hearts

It robs our life, no wonder we’re depressed
We should spend more time giving love instead
The ones we hold with caring in our hearts
Take first place in our life and give us strength

We should spend more time giving love instead
Of wasting energy countering love
Love’s first place in our life would give us strength
Since loving is a basic human need

Pure Love.

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I was reading some Iambic Pentameter, my favorite poetry. I love the rhythm and the sound of it. So I thought I’d include at least one instance of it. So here is my humble attempt at Iambic Pentameter.

There’s nothing like the sound of children laughing
To slow the pulse and make the nerves un’fray
The birds may chirp, the sound of water lapping
May help, but children still will win the day

When things look bad or feelings start a downfall
A baby’s smile can chase dark clouds away
The hairless head, toothless grin, fingers so small
And love unmatched by man or beast or fey.