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tom krutilla Jan 2020
I too was like you
I added up the night dreams
and totaled my silent screams
Ah but here it is, a new day
with inspired tunes
they infiltraded my head singing
the turmoil of yesterday
those were the debt already paid
I smelled the fragrance of
the long last me
and this one I shall follow
instead
tom krutilla Jan 2019
Hello old friend, it's to hear
from you again
Me, I'm still mending my hearts
fences, from were this all began

Okay, so how long has it been
Let me pull out the letter, that you sent
Yes, I still kept them, a reminder
of what was then

You look tired and haggard
guess you new got old
What shall I do for you
My hearts not that bold, anymore

I wondered how long it would take
For you to realize your mistake
but like shifting sands that blow
in all directions
history can never repeat even
with corrections
tom krutilla Jan 2019
The tales of lore abound
were arrogant lies are found
measured by a length of time
subliminal messages we do find

go ahead, cast the birds
against the bees
for the rains will leave
dry, the empty seas

and the stars will not twinkle
as lovers kiss
for their hearts that beat
seem to go amiss

suspect every word
for that truth or falsehood
behind every door
are just tales of lore

then dance upon the new green
of spring
inhale the freshness that it brings
their, the slumber of arrogant lies
are found
decaying, as the newness of renewal
abound
tom krutilla Dec 2018
IF I WHISPERED YOU A MEMORY
WOULD THAT BRING A TEAR TO
YOUR EAR
AS MY BREATH CONJURES UP
CERTAIN THOUGHTS
YOU HOLD SO DEAR

AND ITS ONE MORE TIME ON THIS
MERRY-GO- ROUND RIDING THE HORSE
AND LAUGHING WITH THE CLOWNS

THIS SLOW UP AND DOWN ON THIS RIDE
WE GO ROUND AND ROUND
ABSORBING THE MUSIC
HOLDING ONTO OUR PRIME

AND WILL MY BREATH MAKE YOU WEAK
WILL I NEED TO KEEP YOU UPRIGHT
AS OUR FEELINGS DRIP DOWN THE SEWERS
OF LOVE LOST, FOREVER THIS NIGHT

FOR THIS WILL BE OUR LAST TIME
ON THIS MERRY-GO-ROUND
RIDING THE HORSE, AND LAUGHING
WITH THE CLOWNS

AS THE SLOW UP AND DOWN OF THIS RIDE
COMES TO A STOP, AS WE SLOWLY DISMOUNT
WE'LL  WALK AWAY, WITHOUT MAKING A SOUND
tom krutilla Dec 2018
be jolly with Holly
2. add another wrinkle
waiting for Kris Kringle
3. unwrap the present that
I never sent
4. have a beer with the reindeers
5. take a sleigh ride listening
to Hardrock, Coco, and JOE
SONG (GOOGLE IT)
6. catch snowflakes on my tounge
as I did when I was young
7. wanting to believe Santa ate
the cookies, but it was me
8. making snow angels in the snow
once more
9. praying for the world to live
in peace
10. Hoping that the brightest star
in the night sky
will always be my guiding light
tom krutilla Nov 2018
Shall I whisper in your ear
or will that flood them with tears
will my breath conjure up
memories you held so dear

and it's one more time
on this merry-go-round
riding with the horses
and laughing with the clowns
listening to the music
thinking of our prime

shall we dance upon the sidewalks
of our memory lanes
as our feelings drip down the sewers
of love lost in vain

and it's one more time
on this merry-go-round
riding with the horses
and laughing with the clowns
listening to the music
thinking of our prime

No,I think we shall release ourselves
our magnetic energy, has lost it's attraction
we probably never added up, anyway
when you added a new one and I was the subtraction

so there will be no more riding
on this merry-go-round
nor riding with the horses
and laughing with the clowns
there is silent now, no more
music of our prime
its funny how life erodes time
tom krutilla Oct 2018
the word salad of deception they weave
and all these years our faces beam
the slogans of hopes and dreams
have left us with nothing to believe

their weathered faces  crinkled smiles
hiding their history of countless lies

the charactors on the hill
the donkeys and the elephants
sure get their fill
while the slave ants
bend  silent and hurried to their will

the promise is to have us
bend our knees and plea
as they smile, well'll get to your needs
yet the masses still adore
what they choose to see

their weathered faces crinkled smiles
hiding their history of countless lies

let the smoldering embers
be remembered
as a place of hope and dreams
yet she will be standing

waiting for you and our  promises
that Her flame will never extinquish
as she guides you to the the promise land
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