They say you reap what you sow We planted seeds but let nobody know If there was a way we could be the path would not show but you brought your light to my world and I love how you glow And despite the lack of fruitful future We let love grow
Pumping the brakes at every turn Just trying to keep it slow Even amongst our selves we kept it on the low Over time we would ignore the alarming signs And Against our better judgment We let love show
When seen Our love blossomed Uncontrollably flourished What once was just seeds is now an untameable forest We made a beautiful symphony from what was just a quiet chorus a rushing stream of passion We let love flow
Now out of fear of what Towers before us you ask me to ignore us And go cold cover the field in ice and snow Turn my back on what we have Just go on with the show the one question that I must know Is how can *We let love go?
I couldn't think of a poem today But still felt the need to write So as not to disappoint myself I took these random thoughts from deep within my mind And placed them in some sorta order So that they would rhyme**
How come Hippopotamus is only one of us And Hippopotami is more Whenever it is that I say my It's I, me, mine, not four
If it's raining cats and dogs Is it safe to go outside And are they chasing their own tails As they're falling from the sky
Do butterflies Spread well on toast And if they do Which ones would be used the most
What jelly or jam Would best compliment If you preferred the Giant Monarch For it's majestic stance
If we were all The same color blue Would what I did or how I lived Still bother you
Just a few random thoughts I felt the need to say Since I could not find a poem In which I could write today
I had the strangest feeling That if I cut my hair All of my crazy poem ideas Would suddenly disappear
Like Samson with Delila I'd loose that added edge If I didn't keep this mop top On top of my knotted head
All the poetry would be zapped from me And I would lose my purpose Start rhyming things like moon with June At that point my pen would be worthless
But I couldn't take it anymore It was driving me insane So I got out the heavy duty shears And did something about this mane
I now see the pile in front of me Expecting the Philistine's to crash through the door But the only action that there is Is me sweeping my curley remains up off the floor
I now face the day in front of me Showing no lack of courage Continuing in my quest Of looking for that elusive word that rhymes with orange
Sip a lonely dosage. Click the Bick. Wear a lovely personage. Ready the pressure. Throat clenching. Eyes forever. Without you, I'm turpentine. Wasn't I clever. Wasn't I?
Thirteen steps up the gallows The first step I think of loved ones at home All the fond memories they hold for me As I take the second step alone
Third step I have a guard wipe A lonely teardrop from my eye It's not for myself I cry But for those I leave behind
Four, five, and six I gain composer Step number seven I lose it all I wish I had learned from my past mistakes How far and fast a man can fall
Step number eight is where I call out In a barely audible voice I hope those that are listening will listen to reason Learn from me and don't make this choice
Steps nine and ten I break down again As guards grab me from both sides Helping me up step eleven At twelve I say I'm alright
When I do step onto thirteen I take it all in stride Stepping up onto the platform Leaving number thirteen behind
Now all that stands between me and my destiny Are the thirteen knots on the hangman's noose No need to count, I know that they're there I only count what I'm about to lose