(11) In The Morning Tide

fresh from the pages of ink
it gives one pause to think
to delve into words feeling cold
did you forget what you've been told ?

onto a summer's silhouette;
the calling of a test
temptation to resist
a heart torn asunder

like a stairway to heaven
we delegate from our own mistakes
a good cause for laughter
prepared for the great here after

as the surf comes in
then it goes out to sea again
we seek for help so faithfully
choose to cherish a smile

still to know all the great while
a stranger in a strange land
hopefully someday all will understand

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(12­) A Good Cause For Laughter

as tears fall from a clown
you still want me around
to help to sing a song
to turn from right to wrong

as a gaze comes over the fawn
years have passed still a reason to grasp
I cry out for magic
with equated torn logic

a farewell parting quest I must dismiss
behind the squeeky wheel
another chance at let's make a deal
like the thief he steals

brace yourself for what's to come
a parody of fly's festering above
a good cause for laughter
prepared for the great here after

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(13) The Little Pea

in ardent days of yore
what were searching for
a glare through a portrait
of a little pea

young Sam Mclain would often say
go your own way
the pea would then disappear
through the lines on the tree

the pea was once in a pod
now it is tossed in the sod
the little pea would be their in my dream
rolling & rolling

Like ever before
lest I implore another opened door
The little pea would disagree
faint in heart to late to marry me

one in twain yet marked on a blotted page intact
the little pea was giving me a heart attack
through the mere notion of an eye
it's clear to walk away from a passerby

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(14) Pride

The Fall of Lucifer
he had it made in the shade
yet he went his own way
paying no heed to ever bow the knee to pray

was once enthroned as an angel of light
now today he has viscious fangs that bite
darkness
we all go through things

another door bell rings
living in a land so very mean
of kings and queens,
it's a laugh in the dark to impart
pride is the down fall of man

but we overcame him by the blood of the lamb,
word of our testimony
loved not our lives onto the death
each was given a choice

most fell for death over life
cause their deeds were evil

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(15) Walk With Me

walk with me through the oceanic breeze
stop spreading it's disease
living in a land so very mean
beneath the hollow leaves

when in spring the Robin sings,
roots spring forth out of the fertile soil
taes too long to watch water boil
we must rejoice in times like these

lift high your voice no room for remorse
but of course, we need a window of hope
thereby to which to cope
a reason to believe in greater things...