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Your tryna be adventurous
But it's just disastrous
How its not turning out the way
You've been planning everyday
Your broken heart was on the mend
Looking for romance again
To make your lonely heart smile
It's been far too long a while
Since there was glad joyful singing
In your life that has been bringing
Only pain you can't avoid
Every time you even tried
To let someone new inside
The end result would be a fail
You just want your heart or sail
Back into the sea of love
Not the way it has been shoved
Now it's turned around to flip
Losing all the faith it gripped
One so very long ago
Now the only things you show
Are non ending tears that fall
As you crawl into a ball
2/23/21
From May to April
Faithful
Remaining grateful
And thankful
Hiking around with a dog named Hazel
Sometimes watching a movie or something on cable
Got to make the best of it, or else it would be shameful
Far too often people being sour and hateful
Tripping over power in ways that are disgraceful
Occasionally it was painful
At times there was betrayal
Similar to Cain and Abel
Still I sought to bring a lot to the table
Using it effectively instead of being wasteful
Easy to follow or hard to track on any trail
The end result was successful or it failed
I sped around or moved like a snail
Saw it all on a minor or major scale
Laid low like a minnow or moved around like a Blue Whale
Drinking alcohol, water or ginger ale
The real thing not no Fairy-tale
Or old wives' tale
Got to live it up every day, before they put in the final coffin nail
I loss, reached a stalemate or prevailed
Setting sail
For as long as I can, until the outcome is fatal
Stars went out and others grew bright
Never lose sight
All through life
Underneath sunshine and moonlight
Always trying to do right
Regardless of if we are ever able to truly unite
At all times they watch
Folks continually being brain washed
Obsessed and distracted by the playoffs
Instead of individuals around us similar to Adolf
Far too often there is a face-off
Worked out great or it came at a great cost
Wasn't always a straight shot
In and out of areas with more or less than eight cops
Spread out or posted up in the same spot
For Pete's sake
It was easy or difficult taking more than three takes
Near and far from sea snakes
While in and out of the breezeway
As life continues on or begins to decay
Once in awhile I'd have a slice of cheesecake
Close to or nowhere near the seascape
Some never had it, others lost it, and the rest believe with faith
Few generous, most a cheapskate
Among garbage and keepsakes
Occasionally I daydream
Realize it isn't what it always may seem
Would it do us any better if we end up on the same team?
There's three or four poems I'm working on
At any given time
It's hard not to let that happen
With a head that's filled with rhyme
The hardest part about it
Is keeping the words straight
I know if I were to mix them up
It would be a huge mistake
Don't want a line of death and destruction
Next to a simple I love you
Or a phrase that talks of the best of times
Followed by we're all screwed
Keeping all these poems straight
And in an even flow
Is a whole lot harder
Than you will ever know
Anyone with a lick of sense
Would work on one poem at a time
Creating piece by piece
Writing line by grueling line
But me in my insanity
Would go out of my mind
If I worked on only one idea
And left the rest to wait outside
So I bring all of my thoughts
And toss them in a pile
I pick and choose which ones to let loose
In hopes the end result isn't to insanely wild
On the Fence With Mueller
By Franklin Price
7/25/2019
Mueller a good example
Of straddling the fence
The report and his conclusions
Makes many of us wince
Says a lot while saying nothing
Pointing fingers all the while
The end result rediculous
Conclusions make both parties smile
Can spin results as they see fit
He opened up the door
Meaningful information
Left out and on the floor
Testifying in the house
Made all this evident
After spending many millions
Did not charge the president
He blamed the lack of charging
On the policies in place
Didn't sound as if they were the law
I think there's egg upon his face
Did not address impeachment
Would not say it out by name
God forbid a hand was forced
That's not how he played the game
The report is very troubling
Its conclusions largely fail
Mueller chose to ride the fence
Should have left town on a rail
Where has all this left us?
Has placed us even more apart
Two years of time and money
No more along than at the start
*Image of La Bourrasque by FKR.
The Gust of Wind
A gust hath burst,
As she traversed,
A short-cut to,
Broad avenue,
Her black silk dress,
Looped to a mess,
Struggled full-length,
Maintained her strength,
Her matching shawl,
Challenging haul,
Onward she pushed,
Hasty ambushed,
The trail seemed gone,
As she dragged on,
Rounds disturbed leaves,
As the squall heaves,
Determined will,
Since birth instill,
The end result,
Foresees exult,
She soon arrived,
As winds hath died,
Wholly tangle,
Loose hair dangle,
She made no care,
About her hair,
Appointment yon,
Beauty salon.
2022 October 19
*1st Place*
Painting prompted
~~Lisa YY: Judged 2022 October 29
RZ & HMS; 4 syllables per 28 lines.
Somber is the color of the day
Prisms of lamplight reflected, on darkened window glass
A rainbow of color seeping through a pewter lamp of old
While quietly, I sit, and ponder, my pen in hand
Upon cold shoulders, an old sweater pulled close
As varied in color, as my thoughts so far away.
My mind is lost in wakened dream
While trees are tossed about in winter wind
And leaves are dead beneath the snowy mounds
A fire glows, the storm that keeps me bound
One shard of light from neighbor's home
Across the hill, a distant mile
The dimness as a room from winter sighs
While I write the words of heartfelt lullabies
The day is sadder than the words I've found
So somber is the day that keeps me bound
I steal away this moment as I dream
A cup of tea...a gloomy day
A peek beyond the window pane may bring the sun
A glimpse of mountain, pastures deep,
Or a simple glimpse of one who sleeps..
A quiet chance to free my soul
In just a brief, but but deeply felt
Departure from the ordinary things..
I explore my thoughts, search my heart, look at my world
Or often, simply find a memory to unfold
I gather unsorted beginnings, middles and ends...
Taking new directions, exploring unknown places
Stumbling through my mind are puzzle pieces
Watching the words tumble into something unintended,
Unfolding, exploding and falling into orderly chaos
Yet , my feelings, cleansing, pleasing, soul releasing...
The end result perhaps not as beneficial to the reader
But a satisfying journey traveled
By myself..... and for myself, as one creating
On this somber colored day that keeps me bound...
life is a thin ladder its actors climb.
No matter how they climb,
Some will watch other's tails as they follow steps.
You might see another going farther with speed,
But that shouldn't impel the eyes to wake greed.
Instead, watch attentively the finesse of his legs .
Learn and direct your steps.
For when greed wakes, it connives with the mind.
The end result is always 'pull him ' .
The hands implement Greed's dream .
As the hands pull, the legs come to a stand still.
That one whose legs you pull has his hands holding the ladder while you attack.
If you apply force, then you have to pave way for him to move back.
Consequently, you both will retrogress.
Thus switching your mind from success.
So Irrespective of how you pull, he will never be behind you.
Why not wish he moves for you to follow?
When he gets to the peak, just a stretch of his hand will also make you a hero.
Remember whiles some are behind you, others are also at the bottom waiting to climb the ladder.
Time and patience really matter.
So climb higher but don't pull.
For pulling makes you a weak actor not a bull.
Life is a ladder
When darkness comes and steals the light of day.
I quickly change directions and head the other way.
Get into the habit to quickly learn to turn.
Or the end result is you will crash and burn.
Dark thoughts will multiply quickly and you’ll be lost.
Madness or death their destiny is the ultimate cost.
Bad thoughts come one after another causing you strife.
They flood the mind quickly making some take their life.
When they begin, you must quickly learn to act.
Yell “STOP AND I’M LOVED” and that will distract.
Our thoughts generate circuits creating new ones every day.
Dark thoughts can be replaced by reversing the other way.
Bad thoughts are a habit that won’t stop overnight.
Habits come by repetition, make a habit to think right.
There is nothing we can do that says our life should end.
Just change your thought habits and watch a new life begin.
she is not the one that got away
she is my friend on the sweetest pedestal
she gets nothing but the utmost of my respect
when a woman is not attracted to you, then she just is not attracted to you
when a woman's mind is made up about you, then it is just what it is
when a woman just wants to be friends, you just roll with it and not trip
the end result is the most amazing experience deeper than a love that is a lie
she is not a lady that i want to bang
she is my friend accepted me as Me, My Self, and I
she gets nothing but the very best of proper praise and props
she is the Elite,
and i Thank God For My Friend
Brain unfolding, like a train unloading.
All of these foreign emotions that I keep holding.
I’m hoping that my fears aren’t potentially moulding,
Into a shape created by the pressure of a life, that seems to be imploding.
I fear not, as the future will still meet at a point that’s finally present.
Leaving all those past feelings to seem old, irrelevant and misspent.
Conveniently they’re timelessly tied together like a bow on a present.
I cautiously move forward, staying as still as a scared pheasant,
Hiding from all the dangerous situations that ultimately always end unpleasant.
I unintentionally find a way to overcome the results of living a life, solely built on resentment.
The darkness in our soul is strongest when hiding within an absence of our inner light.
And positivity is never accomplished without having the determination to put up a fight.
Experiencing both of these emotional life perspectives is difficult and doesn’t make it right.
Yet any possibility that the end result is pure and may always seem blindingly out of sight.
Especially knowing you might not choose wisely and sadly confuse the darkness with the light.
Why does this matter? Why should anyone care?
When the majority of people are too busy to even offer you their blank stare.
I’ll tell you why it matters. And why we must remember how important it is to share.
Because all humans share the fact that we all have inner battles, and moments of despair.
Only by leaning on each other, it might help us through our darkness, to understand what’s fair.
Light up the life you live, and challenge any of the darkness that comes with it.
As people, we should commonly share real emotions together, whenever we see fit.
Ignorance may be bliss, but what will hurt more is choosing to be ignorant about this.
Maybe try to assist a stranger in need for once, and show how society will better itself.
By using the power of acceptance and compassion for others, helps restore yourself.