#npmluck
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Scurrilous birds fly by,
To nest in the little painted
Houses left clear for them,
In awkward circles they romp
Their peculiar dramas
With ****** wings.
Do they even witness
The skies revolving canvas,
New masterpieces each day,
How the light shimmers
In the sparkle rays of sun,
How the golden fields,
Of vales in sighted sweep
And dance, airy etudes,
By the windfall gusts
So suddenly arising?
These visions are marks
For but few, who hear time
As it plays in stepped quartets
Of the spiraling seasons song,
For the lone mercies, gifts,
To ones most gentle, merest,
Spirited eyes who gaze deftly,
Deep in sacred days,
From a window.
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Dec 22, 2018
Dec 22, 2018 at 7:36 PM UTC
Today m in gratitude,
Thanking for the times I survived.
When
solution seem to be problems,
& Problems were constant.
When I was afraid of mornings,
& filled with dark inside.
When I was 1 part love,
& 3 part fear.
Oh ! My poor vision.
But today my past is beyond me
& I am new me.
Today I sees deep skies with hopeful eyes.
Jun 30, 2017
Jun 30, 2017 at 12:24 AM UTC
There was a woman from southern Kentucky
who loved to go crazy, at Stuckey's
she'd scream and she'd yell
as if heading to hell
a sure sign to all, she got lucky
May 1, 2017
May 1, 2017 at 2:44 PM UTC
Every beat
Every breath
A miracle
Another beat
Another breath
A miracle
A drop from the sky
Again and again
Miracles
I’m lucky
I’m lucky to have a heart flowing so well with blood
I’m lucky to have these lungs that grow with every breath
I’m so lucky
I wish I was named Lucky so you could know I see this
And I appreciate
Every beat
Every breath
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 6:21 PM UTC
It comes often
As a surprise
Wrapped in a warm,
Fuzzy, mint blanket
Of love,
Concern and care
And falls like rain
Causing the flowers
In our garden
To dance in full bloom
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:22 AM UTC
*Walk through the
meadow of mistakes
not to overburden
but to climb through its alp
blunders after blunders
it might seem
but anyways keep climbing
not on the same mistake
but different ones each time
luck will find you a way
sooner to sway
awaiting to reach the
peak amidst the hay
with the ocean breeze
caressing away...*
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 9:02 AM UTC
Every once in a while
Every one of us should
Take time out to give thanks for
All in our lives that is good,
To truly appreciate
Just how well off we all are;
How really we have it great,
Could be much worse off by far!
Apr 17, 2016
Apr 17, 2016 at 8:04 AM UTC
Rolling down the street,
like a die on the table,
what you roll,
is what you get,
the number shows,
unbeknownst,
surprise arrives,
a hint of beauty cross you,
you can't believe your luck.
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 2:10 AM UTC
if there’s no such thing as luck,
then how did I meet you at just the right time?
My bad decisions were supposed to doom me
I planned on dooming myself, if I’m honest
but something stopped me
and a month later
I met you
Apr 30, 2017
Apr 30, 2017 at 1:46 AM UTC
When a bullet enters the ear
But doesn’t ****
When a boy runs
On the fence
And doesn’t fall
Except for once
Which by sheer chance
Was just the first
Not second floor
When a man defies
Some unjust rules
Deciding to jump
Of the roof
But doesn’t die
And only breaks
A single leg
When a lady gets
Almost hundred
But rarely cries
Despite sorrows
And much demise
When a child injures
One of his eyes
But still can see
And jump and play
Like it should be
When young man rides
A motorbike
Is hit by car
Hard from behind
And yet survives
With a few scares
When scorpion
Does make its mind
To live with me
Just walking bye
So many nights
While I’m asleep
Without a sting
I call this luck
And all blessings
Poured over me
And family...
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 11:21 PM UTC
single mother
no job
no place to live, no car
somehow made it far
a mother that never quite loved her enough
a father just the same
countless men that showed her she wasn't worth anything
She now has a degree
and a daughter to whom she'd give the world
still stressed
but also blessed
because of her little girl
she can feed and clothe her
make her smile and laugh
and she left behind the demons of her past
Blessings sometimes have the timing of a snail
slow and inconvenient
but their arrival is the water on a blazing hot day in the desert
they happen when needed yet unexpected
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 6:33 PM UTC
January 2002
…surgery
Doctor recited some number
I didn’t understand what it meant
but
when he said “not as low as
I’d hoped” my heart sank
into my gut
Later… home
with an ugly scar
on back of his skull
horse shoe shape
didn’t the surgeon know
horse shoes must hang ends up
or
the luck in them will escape?
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 2:52 PM UTC
My amazing luck fails me
when I want it to work
and works its magic
when I expect it least
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 2:43 PM UTC
.
Scurrilous birds fly by,
To nest in the little painted
Houses left clear for them,
In awkward circles they romp
Their peculiar dramas
With ****** wings.
Do they even witness
The skies revolving canvas,
New masterpieces each day,
How the light shimmers
In the sparkle rays of sun,
How the golden fields,
Of vales in sighted sweep
And dance, airy etudes,
By the windfall gusts
So suddenly arising?
These visions are marks
For but few, who hear time
As it plays in stepped quartets
Of the spiraling seasons song,
For the lone mercies, gifts,
To ones most gentle, merest,
Spirited eyes who gaze deftly,
Deep in sacred days,
From a window.
Apr 29, 2017
Apr 29, 2017 at 2:31 PM UTC