Saturday, August 21, 2010
Fall 2010
Yeehaw! We are back in the writing and learning business. Post your poetry or other writing on this blog. I will be posting the poems whose authors wish to remain anonymous.
Buddy's Poem
Yesterday I saw a world
that today I cannot find
somehow she slipped away from me
and left me far behind
soon this day will leave me
and nightfall will come again
but before my world will appear to me
my past must come to an end
that today I cannot find
somehow she slipped away from me
and left me far behind
soon this day will leave me
and nightfall will come again
but before my world will appear to me
my past must come to an end
Thursday, December 3, 2009
ORANGE
First you have to peel the skin
Throw it all in the garbage bin
Then you take a juicy slice
Of your orange - very nice!
Sticky on your fingers too
Good to eat when you have the flu
Throw it all in the garbage bin
Then you take a juicy slice
Of your orange - very nice!
Sticky on your fingers too
Good to eat when you have the flu
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
Emabarrassing Poem
Embarrassing moments come to us all
When you cant even catcha beach ball
You stand on a podium with stage fright
Praying someone will turn our the light
Ever come to a party an hour too early
Everyone's there, and there so surely
Then you discover you're a whole hour late
You say, "I'm sorry Jo", and her name is Kate
Volunteer to help but fall on your butt
Spilling cake that you just had cut
Have you ever walked into a public restroom
And found its not the right one
You go throught the mall without a care
Your skirt is caught up in your underwear
Do you ever pay, then leave the bag?
Wear a dress, dont take off the price tag
Grab a bag of apples, but find pears
When you cant even catcha beach ball
You stand on a podium with stage fright
Praying someone will turn our the light
Ever come to a party an hour too early
Everyone's there, and there so surely
Then you discover you're a whole hour late
You say, "I'm sorry Jo", and her name is Kate
Volunteer to help but fall on your butt
Spilling cake that you just had cut
Have you ever walked into a public restroom
And found its not the right one
You go throught the mall without a care
Your skirt is caught up in your underwear
Do you ever pay, then leave the bag?
Wear a dress, dont take off the price tag
Grab a bag of apples, but find pears
Tuesday, December 1, 2009
naive drive
Running wild at the age of fresh,
The world was alive at her fingertips.
No rules, no boundaries, no fear to be felt,
She was so naïve to life itself.
She was delicate, pure and hopelessly in love,
She watched him like he could spin the world.
He took her and used her and threw her out to dry,
He tainted the eyes the heart inside.
The hurt that she cried, the pain that she felt,
She wore it inside as a guilty belt.
One day she broke free, one day she ran,
She blamed him for taking her freedom away.
She lived like the world was green and she was eighteen,
She did all the things her dreams had seen.
She lived carefree and laughed at first,
She still hid her pain the aching thirst.
She realized she felt the pain for a different reason,
He hadn’t stolen her dreams and stopped her from living.
She had given up; she had lost her drive,
He was the one that made her feel alive.
With love anew and heart healed with time,
They rekindled the love that lay deep inside
The world was alive at her fingertips.
No rules, no boundaries, no fear to be felt,
She was so naïve to life itself.
She was delicate, pure and hopelessly in love,
She watched him like he could spin the world.
He took her and used her and threw her out to dry,
He tainted the eyes the heart inside.
The hurt that she cried, the pain that she felt,
She wore it inside as a guilty belt.
One day she broke free, one day she ran,
She blamed him for taking her freedom away.
She lived like the world was green and she was eighteen,
She did all the things her dreams had seen.
She lived carefree and laughed at first,
She still hid her pain the aching thirst.
She realized she felt the pain for a different reason,
He hadn’t stolen her dreams and stopped her from living.
She had given up; she had lost her drive,
He was the one that made her feel alive.
With love anew and heart healed with time,
They rekindled the love that lay deep inside
Hard Times
Facing hard times with every turn,
Hurting in the pocket, no money to burn
Pinching pennies and shopping sales,
Wondering which bill is next in the mail.
Times are tough and looking so bleak.
Praying the layoff won’t affect me next week
No time to be selfish, others have it worse
Its hard to remember that with one dollar in my purse
Some work two jobs to make ends meet.
Single moms pulling doubles when their babies sleep
Retirement a word of the past for the elderly next door
The threat of losing their house changed them forevermore
Remembering what is what like only a decade ago
Foolishly spending and letting the savings get low
Vacations and SUV’s with every cha-ching tone
Trying desperately hard to keep up with the Jones
Times are bound to cycle soon
Eventually the dollar will see the new moon.
The lesson to learn is one about time
Change happens with the drop of a dime
Hurting in the pocket, no money to burn
Pinching pennies and shopping sales,
Wondering which bill is next in the mail.
Times are tough and looking so bleak.
Praying the layoff won’t affect me next week
No time to be selfish, others have it worse
Its hard to remember that with one dollar in my purse
Some work two jobs to make ends meet.
Single moms pulling doubles when their babies sleep
Retirement a word of the past for the elderly next door
The threat of losing their house changed them forevermore
Remembering what is what like only a decade ago
Foolishly spending and letting the savings get low
Vacations and SUV’s with every cha-ching tone
Trying desperately hard to keep up with the Jones
Times are bound to cycle soon
Eventually the dollar will see the new moon.
The lesson to learn is one about time
Change happens with the drop of a dime
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