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Some Would Say

sometimes it comes to me  
and it flows so naturally 
like rolling off the tip of my tongue
and that's when you can just
write and write 
without much thought 
but then there's the times 
you have to dig and dig
and it's a fight 
but finally you come up 
with something to write
and in your mind
hey this is a delight 
but what about others
and their insight
some would say i could use
a shrink 
tell me folks what do you think
or did you miss it
when you blinked

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Across the Internet

Words spinning in my head
forming a sentence
not what I would like to say
because I should be pleasant
and down to earth
not  to get my feathers 
in a ruffle
and certainly not to start 
a scuffle 
and yet not  to repress 
those thoughts 
just beat around the bush 
and duck the next shot
always keeping the proper manner 
doing what i do 
i've got poetic cander
and my words will be immortalized
across the internet 
as i await the next on-set
you'll be reading about the last 
around the world 
they thought was flat
and that folks is where it's at............................................

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For Another Day

Here we go, 
writing a poem.
What to write?
Let me see,
I  don't know.
Could be just about
anything right?
Any topic of inspiration,
as long I use a play 
on words.
Have you ever listened
to a little yellow bird?
Maybe he has something
important to say.
If not he'll hold his words
for another day.
And If you can tell me 
what this all means.
Maybe you can help me
finish this scene.
You know what they say,
there is not an i in team.....................................................................................................

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Without a Care

It's here, nor there,
when living on a prayer.
Rolling on,
without a care.
I watch, 
as you live out your nightmare.
One bad dream,
the worlds become.
But who should complain;
the damage already done.
Like you; I've turned my back,
you're way to serious.
And I'm having to much fun.
Living life under the smoking gun.
I depend on life itself,
you're to worried about collecting wealth.
Now you're the ones sitting on the store shelf.
Sold to the highest bidder,
They're not broke, but they are fibbers.
Making promises they won't deliver.
Yet they label me, the sinner.
As they sell the country, up the river.

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Non the Latter

well then why do i write
if you won't post my poems
on your sight
to me 
this is something of a blight
hey putting words in to sentences 
can be a fight
after all 
that was something a part of me 
the works of my creative energy
i feel like i lost 
a piece of my body
or left a part of my brain behind
so if you see it laying around
you know it's on my mind
I'd like to read it time and again
so would a few others 
I've become sort of a trend
but of course what does it matter
no worries non the latter
it really wasn't worth any clatter
how much did Alice love that old hatter?

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His Own Tragedies

So i guess this is it, 
getting no where
rather fast.  
I can't seem to
live down the past.
The wandering stray.
Such the untimely outcast.
His closest friends, or  are 
they his enemies.
Dragging him down 
into their dirt.
Won't they leave him
to his own tragedies?
For all he wants to do 
is walk the straight and narrow.
Their intent on pushing him 
off the path.
And Now he's locked out of his house 
and all he wants to do is take a bath..................

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Beyond My Vision

I feel the calling, 
the need of something.
That depends on me,
beyond my vision. 
What, can't I see?
It reachs out to me 
everyday.
Is it looking for a pawn;
or is it looking for a king.
You can't play along,
If you don't know the game,
or  who's moving the pieces.
What rules do you play by?
Are they made up
as you go?
Who's the master of the
puppet show.
But remember Pinniochio,
There aren't any strings on me.
I do as I choose, expect nothing.
But if you ask i'll be sincere.
Yes or no;
Where do we go from here???????

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As Far As I Can Tell

Where do i begin
everything just spins 
on the axis 
of what we call life
but none of it's real 
it's been turned
into a lie
yet i pound the pavements
for who would i be
if i didn't try
doing what i can
just to get by
so i go on day to day
living this way 
watching the world
strut it's freak parade 
no i'm not scared 
far from afraid
i need to be me 
and not anyone else
for long ago 
you put life on a shelf
chasing what you believe 
your conception of wealth
and now there's nothing more 
as far as i can tell

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In Case I Might

Well, I guess; it's does well,
to stay ahead?
Publish in advance,
In case i might be dead.
What a way to think!
Anyone have a drink.
I'm only out to have good time.
And why not, 
aren't the rest of you?
I think you'd like to get a little crazy too.
But who wants to commit suicide.
Hey, hey, hey 
I'm stayin' alive 
stayin' alive 
I'm stayin' alive
and yes i think someone else should drive
with a few to many 
with one of you i might collide
besides i know you want to ride...............................