A place to show my work
You don’t need fists to cast your chains,
For words can echo and leave deep stains.
Actions can wound without a fight,
While shadows linger, stealing light.
No need for physical to leave a scar,
Silent harm can reach so far.
In gentle whispers, pain can lie,
With every word, a soul can sigh.
Please consider my feelings,
If we are truly friends,
Things cannot continue this way,
With silence that transcends.
Our laughter used to echo,
In the warmth of shared delight,
But now a shadow lingers,
Where once there was pure light.
I long for honest moments,
For trust to fill the space,
To mend the fraying bond we share,
And restore our friendship’s grace.
So let us speak the truth now,
No more fear or disguise,
For in the heart of friendship,
The strongest love always lies.
Your three words today are:
BOTTLE
BUNG
CORK
In a bottle, dreams reside,
Underneath a wavy tide.
A bung seals secrets held so tight,
Whispers of the stars at night.
Cork pops forth, a joyful sound,
Unveiling tales that leap and bound.
Each drop a journey, rich and bold,
In the bottle, stories told.
I am tired of all the lies and deceit,
Every promise broken, never complete.
Trust has faded, like a setting sun,
What was once bright, now feels overrun.
Words like whispers, lost in the air,
Secrets hidden, it’s hard to care.
I seek the truth, clear and bright,
To find my way back to the light.
No more shadows, no more pain,
I long for honesty, freedom to gain.
Let love be real, let kindness flow,
In a world where the truth can grow.
See the errors of your ways,
You can always change.
Life’s a book with endless pages,
Turn them, rearrange.
In shadows, doubt may linger,
But hope can light the way.
Embrace the chance to grow,
Don’t let fear hold sway.
With each new dawn’s soft whisper,
A canvas fresh and bright,
Paint your dreams with courage,
Step boldly into light.
Though storms may rage around you,
And paths seem hard to find,
Remember every moment,
Is a chance to redefine.
So take a breath, let go of past,
With every step you take,
You’re not just walking forward,
You’re weaving your own fate.
I sit in the background letting things pass me by,
Watching the world dance, as I quietly sigh.
Moments unfold like a delicate thread,
Stories are spoken, but I stay unsaid.
The laughter of children, the whispers of trees,
The clamor of city, the sound of the breeze.
I gather the pieces, the fragments of light,
While shadows of time blend the day into night.
Each face tells a story, each tear has a tale,
In the corners of silence, where dreams often sail.
Though the world rushes forward, I remain still,
A keeper of secrets, in time’s gentle thrill.
Yet in this stillness, I find my own voice,
A quiet resilience, a powerful choice.
For in the backdrop, a heart beats with grace,
Embracing the moments, finding my place.
In a roosted fringe, where the wild birds sing,
A ruby beat rushes, a joyful thing.
Shame flies away on the wings of faith,
As peaks in the distance wear a crown of wraith.
A spot by the heart, where laughter takes flight,
Under the stars, everything feels just right.
So dance with a smile, let your spirits beam,
In this silly little world, we live in a dream!
Focus on the endgame
Concentrate on what you want
believe in yourself
Then it will happen
7/27/24
Oh, the joys of searching for parking,
Never an easy task to tackle,
Frustration often seems to follow.
As I navigate the crowded streets,
Hoping for a spot that feels like a win.
Oh, the joys of searching for parking.
With every turn, my patience wears thin.
I scan the curbs, my hopes on the rise,
Never an easy task to tackle,
Dreaming of freedom beneath open skies.
As empty spaces dance just out of reach.
Frustration often seems to follow.
Special thanks to my collaborator on this Rengay, Anthony
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Shallow warm water.
Very salty to the taste.
Greets, in steady waves.
Nature’s beauty on display,
Sunshine sparkling on the sea.
-AAA/MAD 07/17/2024
In a meadow stood a tall tree,
With branches that danced wild and free.
It whispered to the breeze,
With rustling leaves as it pleased,
A sentinel of joy, so carefree!
Bothered by the infest of thoughts
A nuisance that never seems to fade
Chasing peace, but it cannot be caught
These worries, in my mind, have made a trade
7/30/24
Let’s be real and true,
Nature’s whispers in the breeze,
Moments meant for you.
Solitary moments stretch into eternity,
As I yearn for a connection, a sense of fraternity,
Kept away from the laughter and the cheer,
I seek solace in the silence, holding my dear.
7/26/24
Soft notes fill the air,
Nurtured dreams in sleepy eyes,
Peaceful nights await.
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