Somewhere over the rainbow
Things seem to have lost their way
Since Dorthy took to-the sky of blue-in a big red ballon
Nothing has been the same

The Munchkins kept munching on lollipops
And have put on their share of weight
Things were much worse than anyone thought
When the entire land of OZ was caught stuffing face

If you find it sad, all the flubber and flab
Then welcome to the club
And speaking of such a line of fitness clubs
Might just be the rub to do the job right

Leave it up to the Flying Monkeys
To be the first when it comes to a plan
To turn things around with a quick calorie count
And the implementation of a strict sugar ban

Of course there was an uproar
Especially from the Lollipop Twins
Whose lollipop guild wouldn't stand for such swill
Above all are our laws and sweets are a big part of them

Which started a peaceful riot
(AKA) an all-out war
When the argument said how they should live
All they really want is to be left alone

And of course, once the damage was done
The Wizard of OZ got involved
Making it very clear we'll take over from here
But none of this fuss was the government's fault

As crazy as it sounds there's a lot of it going round
On this and that side of the rainbow
On the day Dorthy left was the start of this mess
Isn't that the way things seem to go

Live and let live, the little people insist
In Munchkin and lands beyond
Be it a hit or a miss, it is what it is
Just shut your monkey mouth and move on along

life can be
a tragedy
then again
filled with glee
all depends
on the steps you take
all of it being
one step away

You need to learn the lessons
When they bring up the facts
Momma says don’t do this
Dad says please do that

Don’t follow in fools footsteps
Learn from their mistakes
Hold tightly onto wisdom
Don’t give the fool a break

Our hope and prayer is this
That your efforts will succeed
And that the good Lord up above
Will meet your every need

And though he will watch over you
You still must do your part
Meet him in the moment
He’ll meet you where you are

Follow the path of justice
Be blameless in your stance
Make the best of opportunity
And every circumstance

Give account of yourself
Show your heart to be true
Giving more than you’re allowed
In everything you do

Take these words to heart
With the time that you have left
Momma says don’t do this
Dad says please do that

History Repeats
man's not so lavish deeds
with select memory
on the company it keeps

falling into line
with those out of their minds
wrong is never right
yet sown so many times

History Repeats
the side it prefers to lean
all we tend to be
is part of the machine

standing in this line
we all fit the crime
you can see it in our eyes
not a one puts up a fight

History Repeats
like there even is a need
to grow a load of grief
in the planting of that seed

falling a bit further in
the ditch we have been digging
past advice withstanding
never taking what was giving

You find yourself in a daily hell
Battling your mental health
Feel you’re on this field alone
The strength you need, as good as gone

From where you stand you see the hill
But struggle to muster up the will
Well laid plans inside your head
Up and gone, good as dead

As this daily battle rages on
Promising once again you will but won’t
Knowing full well that you need help
It’s hard to win a war within yourself

The more you war the less you’re dealt
On this battlefield of daily hell
Shoot to ****, but you only shoot yourself
In this endless war for your mental health

In an effort to try and set things right
Take this wise old soldier’s advice
Drop your guard and the facade
And  give the battle over to God

The 50's they found Elvis
And boy oh boy could he swing
The best part about him though
Is the boy could also sing
Of course there were many
Who tried his bell to ring
But it was only Elvis
That Rock & Roll crowned King

The 60's were invaded
By a drove of English blokes
From the Beatles to the Kinks to in between
The Rolling of the Stones
But we opened up some Doors
With a few bands of our own
As we headed further down
The road of Rock & Roll

We then watched the disco ball
Spinning round and round
As so went the 70's
With their ups and downs
Suddenly grinding to a halt
Barely with a sound
As fast as it came in
The 70's done left town

Then came in the 80's
Without much fanfare
Out went the disco
In came the hair
Not much more to talk about
That's about it I swear
When it came to the 80's
Not too many really cared

The 90's didn't just drop in
It was more a lunge
They called it rightly Nirvana
The day of the grunge
If you were not up with the times
Then you were counted out to lunch
But with the Jam Aunt Pearl made
I could never get enough

Now we're in the new Millennium
With the singers and their songs
Where went the Rock
Did it Roll off on its own
Never did it say goodbye
Before it was all gone
But I bet the bottom line
It won't be gone for long
Long live Rock & Roll

Not really sure I’m ready
For the day I die
Never been that steady
When walking along this crooked line

I say that I love Jesus
But how much of that is true
Is that just a line I feed upon
To try and make it through

When I get to Heaven
Standing at the Pearly Gates
With the lip service I gave him
Will that be the day God hesitates

Straddling the fence
More often than any man could count
I just hope through all of this
God’s righteous judgment doesn’t count me out

If I’ve relied on works alone
To work my own salvation out
The only thing that it would show
Would be the worship of myself

And if that is all I have
I’m much worse off than I thought
I need to give it all to Jesus
And the healing grace of God

There is nothing better
In this world you’ll find
Than the stealing of watermelon
Straight from off the vine

Makes them even sweeter
If there’s a challenge to the cause
Being chased by buckshot
Or old man Jamison’s dog

Running cross an open field
One dangling from each arm
Just make sure you’re fast enough
Where you don’t buy the farm

Make it to the edge of woods
Count yourself as lucky
If both you and the stolen goods
Arrive at the scene Scott free

There’s nothing better in this world
That you my friend can find
Than in the stealing of watermelon
Straight from off the vine

I truly believe
All they said to me
Lived on the edge
Of just wait and see

But as far as they came
Those days went away
No longer the standard
The innocent age

Never a worry
Of what was to come
Live and let live
Loved everyone

Placing ourselves
On center stage
Is the day that it fell
The innocent age

A fairy tale read
In the brightest sunshine
With little time left
We all closed our eyes

What once was our calling
We should have saved
Now desperately longing
The innocent age

I'm surrounded by these strangers
Though they say that they know me
I don't feel that I'm in danger
Well maybe to a slight degree

They also say they know my name
Even that I struggle with
It's gotten worse as of late
The older that I get

I have heard the whispers
And rumors going round
Speaking of dementia
But not who they seem to be talking about  

I have asked the ghosts if they know
That visit when the others have gone
We carry on conversations
Just them and me alone

I shuffle the halls and scratch the walls
Hoping they could offer something
Only if those walls could talk
But some folk aren't that lucky

Here I am at it again
With the same strangers from yesterday
No idea of why they keep coming back
As I sit here and stare off into space

Things I see I don't believe
And don't quite understand
If you ask me with certainty
Things are quickly getting out of hand

If I had to choose my next move
According to the plan
What I would do is follow through
With more supply and less demand

But as it goes there's an undertow
Just below this sifting sand
You should know to grab a rope
As things are quickly getting out of hand

From all I see and often need
If given half a chance
I guarantee that yes indeed
We could change our circumstance

If I had my say the takeaway
Argumentatively man to man
We'd find a way to shift the blame
As things are quickly getting out of hand

People keep talking disasters
The end is near keeps bending my ear
Doomsday sayings on my Instagram plastered
Let me here make one thing perfectly clear

Feel free to feed your screaming Wild Banshees
I'll do me with my hammock out back
If they drop the bomb, I say what's the harm
It'll just give me more time to relax

I won't have to pretend to be sick that day
With no one there to answer my call
Down at the store when the store is no more
I'll just take the entire week off

I might even do a tad bit of fishing
Ignoring all the NO TRESPASSING signs
I'm sure the law that day will have more on its plate
And me tossing my line will be least on their minds

I might even dare to exceed the limit
And on top of all that, leave my license at home
Being the rebel I am, always smack dab right in it
When they say to do, chances are that I won't

I'm going to sit back relax and enjoy all the silence
Without the noise of the Planes, Trains, and Automobiles
Clogging the air on their way to nowhere
Just wake me up in time for my meals

So go ahead and have your fun when you drop the BIG one
I'll be in my hammock out back
Just kindly hold down the noise as the Earth explodes
Some of us here are trying to relax

You made God another promise
That again you failed to keep
With the everyday say of life in the way
Finding yourself in it neck deep

Born out of good intentions
Even displaying your membership card
Of course no one dared to mention
You fold like a cheap suit when times turn hard

But thank goodness we serve a good God
Who knows us all too well
And that untold promises are more often swept
Into the bin labeled as Self

And what do we do in the meantime
But add more to the growing stack
The promises saved and those newly made
Letting them go then taking them back

We to often make God a promise
Then along the way fail to keep
With the everyday say of life in the way
Finding ourselves in it neck deep

This field we're in is but a test
Where we'll come clean or turn out a mess
So many things we must address
Which way do you lean

Some struggle strong along the way
While others say it's a piece of cake
There's much to gain from our mistakes
Either erase or press repeat

How many here would volunteer
When what's ahead is none to clear
In the wondering of, what are we doing here
The water's getting deep

With life in hand, we take it on the chin
More than once if not then and again
If not a total loss, does that mean we win
In all the things we need

Feel free to add it to the list
One way or another we'll make it through this
Don't change the channel, it is but a test
In the wiping of our slates clean

I keep looking for that one star
That I wished upon back then
When you and I once were
Before we lost what could have been

It would shine its light on us at night
Like it had nothing else to do
Reminding me as far as I can see
That yes, wishes do come true

But not everything works out quite right
The way we'd like them to
Hence the star I keep looking for
To let it know I'm missing you

I'll continue with this journey
Gazing on the stars at night
And when I find one that feels right
I'll wish I may then wish I might

Find the one I'm dreaming of
In these starry skies of blue
To let me know through it all
That yes, wishes do come true

Talk about Galactic problems
Rising from the dust
Yet not quite at rock bottom
This spinning Hunk of loose Space Junk

From one end to the other
Throughout the galaxy
Known to every Alien and their mother
As a floating globe of useless debris

After years and years of tossing trash
By now you would have thunk
We would have gotten our act together some how
On this rotund ball of spinning Space Junk

Given the chance you know all too well
We'll leave leftovers in our wake
Famous for our wars and landfills
In the messes that we make

Scooting through the universe
Litter bugs on the run
Used to be known as Planet Earth
Now a rolling ball of senseless Space Junk

Underneath sweet Southern skies
Watching life pass us by
Not a care I swear to where or why
As we lean back and close our eyes

Down here is where things slow a bit
Pretty close to the point of quit
Not at all bothered a bit by it
That is just how we all live

Being that we're neighborly
Waving from our front porch swings
From early morning to late evenings
Might throw a howdy or two in-between

There's not a lot that gets us down
When we're this far from unwound
Feet firmly set on the ground
With heart and head, heaven bound

Underneath sweet Southern skies
We find we need no reasons why
To lean back and close our eyes
As life outside slowly passes by

I found myself on the verge
Of tossing out this poem
But the green in me said wait and see
It might just be recyclable

Perhaps someone else could use it
Bits and pieces, if not all
They could have a line or two that rhymes with a few
Of the stanzas I used to make up this poem

So, I set it out on the curbside
With a sign reading free to a poet in need
Which didn't take long till one came along
And snatched up the poem from the weeds in my lawn

Feeling proud of myself for the effort
In this poetic environment
Showing the world that I care and am well aware
Being willing to share with what little I have
in the recycling of this poetic trash

And to think I almost tossed it
Which should be a lesson to us all
If you think what you have is nothing but trash
The trash that you have could be recyclable

We're all told to be careful
It's been known to break some hearts
In the mad rush to be helpful
The jealousy of love

It'll slip up on you in a frenzy
Ripping out your foolish heart
When you least expect you have the need
The jealousy of love

How many times have you been warned
Far more often than not
And yet here you are back at the door
The jealousy of love

Like a fruit, forbidden you
Bitter to the tongue
As it sits in wait to make its move
The jealousy of love

Caught up in the dilemma
Do you stay or move along
With no one the clear winner
The jealousy of love

If everything was perfect
And life was but a breeze
I'm not sure exactly
How that would feel to me

If life was but a song
That we all could hum along
I'm not sure how right that'd feel
If something was not wrong

If everything was right side up
And not a thing was upside down
Would we ever really know
When the good times roll around

Can we take this opportunity
To realize what we should know
How things would not feel right
If something was not wrong

If you're late coming to this party
In the perfection that you seek
How on earth can you be happy
If you never have a need

I believe they both go hand in hand
Never travel far alone
Because right would not feel right
If something was not wrong

Pardon me, please
While I sneeze out some lines
About these allergies
That have put a halt to my life

They’ve got my eyes running
Same as my nose
Whether I'm out here flat-footed
Or over there on tippy toes

I find it hard to breathe
With this pollen floating around
Beaten up in this brutal fight
Daily down for the count

My eyes itch so bad
Driving me over the edge
To where I could take a garden rake
And scratch them out of my head

Downing fistfuls of Zyrtec
Like they're going out of style
These allergies are not done yet
On this there's little doubt

That my head is beyond stuffed
To where my ears can barely hear
I would not be lying to say I've had enough
Of the pollen count this year

These days I keep you will find me
Footloose and relaxing free
On some far-off sandy shore
The thoughts I weave, I guarantee
You're soon to see are not too deep
On that you have my gentle word

If by chance you could, you should
If you would in all likelihood
Somehow find the perfect time
To some degree be more like me
A connoisseur of no needs
At this time...
with time out of mind

Over time you'll find that I
Am the kind to fit the crime
And easily could get used to this
Here's the thing, if you spread your wings
And dream your dreams inside the dream
There's not a thing in life that you will miss

So, hop on here if you dare
A place where there are no cares
Just sit back, relax, and enjoy the ride
Guaranteed to feel free like me
When you come to see you have no needs
At this time...
with time out of mind

I needed to do some shopping
On poem ideas I was running low
So I checked out the local flyer
To the downtown Poet Store

Just to see what they had on sale
Some of my friends they call me cheap
But why pay full price if you don't have to
On all the rhyming words I need

The front page slapped me in the face
With the Spring Cleaning Sale Galore
Everything I needed was half price
So I headed straight to the Poet Store

I ventured up and down the isles
Filling my basket with the best of rhyme
Getting a few extras of every word
So I'd have them when the time was right

I stocked up on love and encouragement
The right words I carefully chose
Because in my experience
You can never have too many of those

I even took a few from the back
Down a darkened isle where the lights were low
Being a poet my mood can rapidly change
And what words I might need you never do know

With my basket full of wonder
I felt my day of shopping done
Confidant and ready
To go home and continue in the writing of poems

Only if...
Things were different
Or at least not the same
If there were a wish I would wish this
That I would have far less pain

The pain that comes from being alone
In the middle of a crowd
When you too often grin and bear it
There is still real hurt behind the smile

Only if...
More or less
There was less time in the day
That I would spend in this bed
The equivalence of a BALL & CHAIN

If only I had answers
As my active mind overloads
It's the only thing that seems to work on me
With other body parts being one big joke

Only if...
I must insist
Can I kindly have a do over
On this twisted shell that I call myself
Inner parts as well as outside cover

I'd like to keep the personality
That has been with me through thick and thin
The better part of me on which I lean
Quite heavily to be who I am

With Chemtrails in the Conspiracy sky
Birds that fly on missions to spy
You really have to wonder why
How this long we have survived

Subliminal messages on the T.V.
Vaccines as bad as the disease
Here come the swarm of Killer Bees
Another warning, sight unseen

Other birds that have the flu
And the Sly Swine that have it too
And here we are without a clue
What is a poor soul supposed to do

About the oceans on the rise
Is this at all real or the latest A.I.
It's hard to tell todays truth from the lies
As U.F.O.'s invade our skies

With the chemicals pumped into the food
Yellow dyes, reds, and blues
Corner camaras recording our every move
Even the phone is watching you

Every day we see the many signs
Yet they say don't believe your lying eyes
Is anyone else as a surprised as I
How long in this mess we have survived

You've heard tell the road to hell
Is paved with good intentions
I've been on that crew and so have you
Do I even need to mention

I've held the measuring tape as you paved the way
The blacktop hot with sorrow
As we looked away in our Ray-Ban shades
Saying we'll worry about that tomorrow

Mile after mile pouring doubt
Onto the hardened surface
With our best guess, thinking we've got this
Life down pat with purpose

Not realizing that what our pavement lacks
Is a heart that truly listens
One reason we can't help that the road to hell
Is paved with good intentions

Approval dropping  on both sides
Amid half truths and bald faced lies
We have had enough of this
Demented Worldly Politics

Here’s some news they could use
Soon enough we’ll give them all the boot
Hang them fast, hang them high
Leave their hides out to dry

Let’s bring back the Old Wild West
With Six Gun Shooters strapped to hips
As we’re all fed up with it
Demented Worldly Politics

Informing us of do’s and don’ts
While they live high on the hog
One thing that they fail to see
Is we all have great memories

Do as we say, not as we do
A mantra that they all cling to
Things are about to get lit, on
Demented Worldly politics

If you're in need of a thorn
I'm looking for a side
Like a Tic in days forlorn
Always trying to hitch a ride

The noisy Rat that's in your attic
I just won't go away
Deaf a dumb from day one
There's not much more that you can say

Dug in deep this blood ******* leach
Clinging to your hide
Feel free to call me your ***** laundry
With the world to see, hanging out to dry

Ring worm on a mission
I burrow underneath your skin
Fingernails on a blackboard, listen
Here to make you cringe

I stick to you like poo on a shoe
As you hobble along your way
There's not a lot that you can do
To tell the truth I'm here to stay

Living life like a parasite
Looking for that slight opening
This disturbing sight may not feel quite right
But I count it all as a win

...with you as my new girlfriend ❤️‍🩹

I can’t help but wonder
How death will go down
In a fiery fan of flames
Or slow trickle burnout

Will I lay round for days
In a comatose state
Or with bags quickly packed
Leave right away

Will my life in a flash
In its final brain bend
Relive all my days
From beginning to end

Or me skipping along
Minding my business
When my heart says hold on
I’ve no longer got this

Will it be more of a plop
Than a final bow
The day that I drop
Will this tree make a sound

You never do know
When or where you will go
Until death catches up
And it’s the end of the show

They told us by now
We'd be in flying cars
Kicking the blues
On the red planet Mars
Never did once came up
That it'd be this hard
To handle the progress of man

We'd see world peace
We were led to believe
All holding hands
Kumbayaing
And yet here we are
Zoning out on phone screens
Dumbfounded by the progress of man

They'd have us healthy
With the popping of pills
Not only for meals
But to cure all our ills
Now highly addicted
Weak in our wills
Disillusioned by the progress of man

They promised we'd live
To a ripened old age
To the edge of it all
If they had their way
But who wants to live
That long in these crazy days
Welcome to the progress of man

life should need no
explanation
for the way that
you're behaving
if you try and
do what's right
you'll live a long
and prosperous life

no excuse's
you'll be making
if a Godly
path is taken
then in kind
you'll see the signs
of a long
and prosperous life

every move
holds the truth in
what you've done and
what you're doing
if you cling tight
to Gods light
you'll find a long
and prosperous life

I see the streets of desperation
Looking on in apathy
I need no further explanation
As I sit at home and watch from my T.V.

I could use a good commercial break
On all the wars and deadly disease
This has to be some sort of mistake
A wrong channel I keep watching

I see in black and white the infighting
Not enough love to go around
I often wonder who does the writing
On these bogus shows I'm watching now

In this lost world of Nielsen ratings
Across this land of the latest crazy
Channel after channel of monsters created
All haunting me from my T.V.

I see the poor children as they go hungry
Channel surfing, gleefully
With stomach growling I'm wondering
What's in my overstuffed fridge for me to eat

I tune into the gaggle of world leaders
Hear the promises they never keep
I see them all as bottom feeders
Still when it comes to my vote they can count on me

With remote in hand, I strike up the band
Oblivious to what surrounds me
I try to make plans but end up yawning instead
Watching life quickly go down in leaps and bounds
all from my T.V.

The world today
Stopped in mid-spin
Fed up with the shape
Man's put her in

Gone on too long
With his selfishness
Putting a stop to it all
The world thinks is best

From the building up
To the tearing down
The ever persistent
Obnoxious sounds

With no peace at all
In cities or towns
Over hill over dale
In leaps and bounds

From the arguments
That always ensue
The world's had enough
Of me and you

The blue of the streams
Now brown and green
When the world tries to breathe
It comes out a sneeze

Which creates havoc
Throughout the land
From earthquakes to tornadoes
North, South, East, and West

That's why the world today
Stopped in mid-spin
Putting all of this nonsense
To a bitter end

Now all the world does
Is float out in space
Peaceful and relaxing
Without the human race

here's a little ditty
many find
there's a risk you run
taking other's advice

when telling you
what they would do
the follow through
is up to you

there are those
who know it all
always right
never wrong
take it all
with a grain of salt
pride often comes
before the fall

there's a risk you run
when listening
to those with no
skin in the game

then let loose
with the excuse
of why it didn't
work out for you

coming from those
who know it all
always right
never wrong
take it all
with a grain of salt
pride often comes
before the fall

I hate to break this to you
But I've got some awful news
Seems our parents as we grew up
Weren't telling us the truth

Life is not the party
The older that you get
Adulthood's gonna **** ya
If it hasn't done it yet

Never once was mentioned the fall out
Starting with the hair and teeth
I'm not sure they even would have told us
If they hadn't first lost their memory

Or that the ache
When you first awake
Will be the best
That you feel all day

And what the taxman doesn't take
The undertaker will
That is if you have anything left
After a lifetime of paying bills

Yes, never did they tell us
As we were quickly on our way
That we'd live every waking moment
With some sort of stabbing pain

Or that if and when we make it to the end
We'd lose all our self respect
Having strangers bathe and change us
In our state of drooling mess

I'm sure they thought it funny
Those wild old crazy coots
Keeping age a secret
And us out of the loop

Not sure I could ever forgive them
For all the lying that they did
I guess the only option is
Not to tell our kids...

We tend these days to shop
With money we ain’t got
Put it all on credit
Buy the entire lot

Find we're left deeper in debt
Than ever should be allowed
With the time we have left
We'll never dig our broke butts out

Are we really happy
With all the crap we have
I've come to the conclusion of
Don't even try and make me laugh

We all seem to be
On a permanent shopping spree
Accumulating all this debt
Because you see, nothing is free

With the money we ain't got
We'll all shop until we drop
As long as we have credit
We're never going to stop

Early the first Easter
The world went through a change
Starting at the tomb of Jesus
When angels rolled the stone away

Jesus died so you and I
Would forever be set free
Crucified for all mankind
Death where is your sting

Giving us the chance to start again
With him righting all our wrongs
Taking in our daily sin
As far as the day is long

All we need is to believe
The Savior sent for us
To satisfy our greatest need
Thank you, Lord, for your faithfulness

Two thousand years ago
Today we celebrate
The sacrifice of Jesus
On this Easter day

When both Jesus and our hopes were raised

By: Maddison Colman & Mike Hauser

Before it up and runs away
Where there's nothing left to save
Make the best before too late
On what remains of the day

Never give up on the hope
Even if the tide is low
The boat you're in can still be rowed
A struggle that we all have known

Look hard enough you're bound to find
All you need do is try
Reach out while still in mid-flight
And grab ahold the best of life

This life gives us plenty room
To do all that we can do
It's up to you in how you choose
The direction that you move

If you're not careful where it counts
You end up letting yourself down
Before you decide to check out
Take another look around

Guaranteed if you try
There's a lot that you will find
If you reach out in mid-flight
And grab ahold the best of life

Packed tight into this moment
Silent as a lamb
Before his accusers
Stands the Great I Am

Planned from the beginning
Prophesy foretold
Our ever-giving Savior
Brings us back into the fold

All of this goes against
Satan's evil schemes
To draw mankind away from God's side
To try and thwart our destiny

God's purpose was to suffer
For the sin of all mankind
Take the corruption from, a world come undone
Bringing it back into line

A Friday like no other
The Goodness that it grasps
Who else but the Creator
Could love us like Jesus has

what we have here
is clearly a misunderstanding
when the words were tossed
and where the wrong ones landed
it wasn't my intention
certainly, didn't plan it
the little that we had
took it all for granted

before this movie starts
we're at the intermission
close to crossing hearts
if only we would listen
life is give and take
but few lean on the giving
if i had to guess
there's clearly something missing

ever close to closing in
and already on the outs
shallow in our figuring
what this is all about
no one here will ever win
in this never-ending roundabout
if you're asking me
don't look now, down for the count

we met up in a coffee shop
over iced mocha frappes
that very day, fate showed its face
as we were heading, both the same way

in life and in attitude
taking it straight to the man
showing the world a thing or two
or at least that seems to be the plan

day after day in the city scape
for the latest round of protests
not afraid to have our say
between me and my little activist

meeting weekly for months on end
expressing our feelings over expresso
conspiring in this robber's den
pouring over our latest manifesto

we never know what ought to set us off
the newest injustice coming down the pike
after all who can count the cost
when turning all these wrongs to right

day after day in the city scape
round after round of protests
we've done our share, but nothing much has changed
between me and my little activist

Are you happy when you're with
Happy when without
Happy if you're up on top
Or down for the count

Do you find joy in situations
You find yourself in
Are your moments in the making
Overflowing past the lid

Jubilant at the prospect
Of another sunny day
Still upbeat when you see
There's a better chance of rain

Are you blissful in your thinking
Content with the days display
Exude a good attitude
Merrily along the way

No matter what you go through
Even if it takes awhile
Every move you do is in the attitude
With reason enough to smile

He still remembers his first love
Often thinks back to the time
Innocent, young, and then some
Continues to run across this old man's mind

Back when High School held them
As they held each other's hands
In their daily druthers, knew it would last forever
Until together they made other plans

One moved North for the Winters
One stayed down South with the sun
Kept in touch till it became too much
Then shared their love with another one

With no regrets from the past
It's something we must all go through
As far as we know no one goes it alone
This part of our growth that sets the mood

To help us remember our first love
As failing minds slide back to the times
Of when innocent, young, and the some
Tends to run across old men's minds

There are two of me
That struggle through
While one tries to do what's right
The other has no clue
One born out of selfishness
The other, tried and true
If they don't learn to handle this
Both of them will lose
The two of me
Must stand and choose

There are two of me
That battle within
The realm of my consciousness
Unwilling to give in
Both of them feel they're right
In the way they choose to live
Different as day and night
Who do they think they're trying to kid
The two of me
In my midst

There are two of me
One needs to go
Wouldn't hurt my feelings
If it wandered off on its own
Then I'd get back to living
A life filled with dreams of hope
If one of me did the right thing
And kindly let me go
The two of me
That call me home

whistling past graveyards
helps to calm the nerves
from the ghosts here to scare
on this, you have my word
they're waiting as their watching
for the latest fool to pass
adding to their numbers
in case this you need to ask
both, entice and invite you
to step through their doom's day gate
it's best if you keep whistling on
along your merry way
when passing by a plot of graves

we use words
to communicate
words of love
just as easily spread hate
words lift us up
when we're feeling down
then bring us down
when we get too proud

words are used
to make a point
hoping we do
when most times we don't
words that have meaning
show our true feelings
that are in keeping
with our daily dealings

we use words
when ordering
food about town
and people around
words we use
when we need to say
come on along
or please go away

words are used
in many forms
inside the box
outside the norm
words
we cannot ignore
what all they do
and what they're used for

I don’t think too much about
The times I’ve had and times without
There’s not too much that bothers me
Whether caught or running free

I try and stay within my lane
Hoping you do much the same
Live and let live suits me fine
I’ll watch your toes, you watch mine

It’s best not to overthink
When it comes to China’s tea
What’s that got to do with it
If you don’t start you’ll never quit

Life you’ll find is one long line
Wander in and out from time to time
Only to go no where fast
Unless it’s to our certain death

If you never really care about
What goes up and what comes down
Chances are that you won’t
Find a part that disappoints

Shops are closing down
On Love Street

Because no one comes around
On Love Street

No traffic and no sound
On Love Street

What will we all do now
Without Love Street

this poem explains the state i'm in
from humble beginnings to bitter end
haphazardly it might be a bit
but haphazardly is how i live
it's here to show you both my sides
from the heavy to the light
you'll have to wonder how i survive
or at least how i get by
painstakingly i'll add to it
all the crooks and crannies, every stitch
nothing will i dare omit
an open book i'll title it
it'll read just like a comedy
with it's share of tragedy in between
a real page turner for what it is
but that's just how my life is lived
i'll leave nothing out for you to guess
nothing more and nothing less
call the priest i must confess
for some of this they'll have my head
but after all is done and said
an open book i'll title it