we go slow
walk and talk
to the beach
we each
like the sand
and listen to the band
we run
and have fun
near the water with a dasH
its a water come out
and
SLASH
ON TAP
In a barren world-
many search,but never know
In a barren world-
living water gives life
An everlasting spring
living in your heart
will to many flow
helpng others,sing
Jesus is this living water taste and see
You certainly miss,
Your well when,
The water runs dry.
All of the while,
The water dripped,
And ran.
You didn’t understand,
That water that you
Had was a limited resource,
A universal solvent.
Time went on,
As a result of,
The earth revolving.
You added heat,
To make the,
Water evaporate.
Now you realize,
That you made,
A big mistake.
It’s too late.
You certainly,
Don’t miss,
Your well,
Until the water,
Runs dry.
My Last Day To Live It Up
With one day left to live, I’d want to go to a water park and ride
all of the water slides and float down the lazy river.
Then I would want to go eat Tex-Mex and drink a few margaritas to tax
the last few hours of my liver.
Then I would want to go to an amusement park and ride some roller coasters
and bumper cars with rubber bumpers.
I would want to go to a rock concert and shake my money maker.
Watch the sun go down holding the hand of my lover.
Have an exciting night of passion filled with the best finale explosions that
my body could handle and really shake the rafters.
Then I would say my prayers and fall into a deep slumber.
LEGEND
we are all legends no matter who we are
cruising, and confusing ENIGMA to bizarre
I am a legend, no need to be a star
I am a legend ,with no need to travel far
In and out like the sun
I am a legend, I' m not the only one
living this world with one quick run
we are still a legend, we control the gun
drinking all the water from the dam
drowning in a lake is what i dram
a legend I made the river where I swam
after drinking the water from the lamb
legend when our hearts are lost in the ground
legend we become when we are found
legend we are all destine to bound
legend by the weight of the smallest pound
legend down to the bone
legend even when you're alone
a legend does not always carry a nice tone
a legend is your name engraved in the stone
by : p.d.
The bucket of youth shiny strong
Designed to reach deep hold large things
It held work, fun, frolic, much wrong
Became worn this bucket that brings
Designed to reach deep, hold large things
A hole appeared now things trickle
Became worn this bucket that brings
The water that's living could flow
A hole appeared now things trickle
It held works, fun, frolic, much wrong
The water that's living could flow
The bucket of youth shiny strong
I sit in a ball on the bathtub floor
The scolding water mixes with my salty tears
Three years of missed opportunities washing down the drain
What can I do?
How can I get out?
I glance at the blade intentionally placed for me to see
One more time couldn’t hurt
But he thinks I’m strong
Though I’m weak
Numbly I stand and let the water wash over me
The blade slips back into my mind as the feelings invade
Longing and hope
Helplessness and panic
I turn the water off and wrap the cold towel around me
I glance at the blade and stare
It would just be a release
I can’t do this without my release
But he thinks I’m strong
And I can’t imagine telling him how weak I actually am
I grab my clothes and turn my back on the blade
I can’t be strong enough for me
But I can for him
I feel the walls closing in
I want out but the exit’s closed
Drowning now
The water keeps rising
To breathe would mean to take a mouth full of water
God how did this happen?
Please let me out
Lungs screaming for air
There’s none left
Vision going black
I feel my body sinker lower and deeper into the abyss
Sharp pain around my wrist
Gasping, gasping for air
A chance to be free
The driftwood slowly sinking
What do I do?
I can’t go back
I can’t lose my rescuer
The water starts pulling me down
Please let there be a way out
A few moments bliss in the arms of my rescuer
Before I sink back into the abyss
I sit here at this dock and watch the waves continuously roll by.
The sun paints the water with its rays of light,
and soon covers it with an endless blanket of stars.
While I absorb my surroundings, I am suddenly reminded of life.
The luminous glow of the sun represents the blessings in our lives.
It magnificently reflects off the transparent water
as we often reflect off of each other.
Then, there is the night sky.
I view this darkness as the difficult times in our lives.
All of us have had to survive through hardships at one time or another.
However, thanks to the people that love us, we make it.
They are the shimmering glimpses of light; they are the stars.
Then, there is the rippling water, that is us.
No matter what life throws at us, may it be good or bad,
We keep rolling on...
Living water makes those soft splashing sounds
As it courses from its source to spread all around
Flowing outward to feed all who come into its bounds
All God's creatures are drawn hearing the course it takes around
The grass springs up by its side where deer can feed
Trees grow tall and healthy offering nesting sights for birds and bees
Living waters start from a small source spreading just like a sound wave
Coursing, running, spreading, nuturing, growing and a place to bathe
This living water is a place to come to nuture and completely restore ones soul
Oh that land where the living waters flow
River flowing down my lane of life,
rough waters, smooth sailing,
never know which river I'll see.
Clouds above my head covering me,
storm clouds now over my life,
coming to water fall dropping so far.
Shore coming to me gladly,
will leave this old river of life,
and stand on solid ground for now.
Will sail once again someday,
when am ready to deal with
rough water of life.
wrote 5-24-07
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