Long Haste makes waste Poems

Stepping out, tired and weary, feeling just so
What the hell..... I have no place to go
The desire to turn back would be bad
I’d be returning to the same life style I had. 

For me, my...

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Hi Michael:

You might have been too young to remember, but there is a certain line that Grandma use to say to any of us who was sent to the store.  At the time, I...

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I am carrying this heavy burden around it feels like something is going to crash and burn, the rocket in the sky will collapse and die and the missiles will explode when you empty the...

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I noticed that the grass was always greener on the other side, as I made my way to the 18th hole and practiced my drive.

As I zip lined across with the greatest of ease, I...

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I never knew her as a big talker,
but to me, she was a very keen
observer and one great listener.

I have always remembered the 8 words
she said when sending us to the store.
She’d say, “Go in...

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Self maintained, call me Frank Sinatra I did it my way - 
"Rocking Robin Must Be Love On The Brain"
Words from the wise men. Life is not a game, but it is a wheel of...

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1/18/17



Among so many rocks and leafs
As well as animals that squawk or squeak
Talk is cheap

Many things considered a dime a dozen
Like limes and onions

You're either with or against the clock
Whether it is continually making sense...

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I’m an animal lover, especially of cats.
Daughter Donna admits they’re better than rats.
I had but one kitty and now I have six.
We need to catch them, to give them a fix.
Too many cats!
Granddaughter Hannah would...

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A brand new year has just begun, new page,
sheet one of twelve to see upon the wall.
It cleanly hangs, no scribbles, signs of age:
a fresh new start; a slate wiped clean of scrawl.
A time to...

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For life, were we made
To live, were we given

In life, we learn to live
Yet in life's pursuits, life is spent

In search of ways to live life, 
we there haste

Yet in haste, life do we waste
As...

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No matter what I read
No matter what I said
The listener never stirred in bed
To all he just appeared quite dead
Eyes blank and always open
Not a word from him was spoken
Through tubes the young man would...

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If I were a fly, I would take my place
In the halls of Congress where haste makes waste
     I’d buzz the House Speaker’s ear
     Because it has...

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No matter what I read
No matter what I said
The listener never stirred in bed
To all he just appeared quite dead
His eyes were always open
Yet not a word from him was spoken
Through tubes the young man...

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A quoted warning tells us, “haste makes waste.”
Perhaps not so- denied by nature's sway.
Life spontaneity survives post-haste;
on this, God-given souls likewise convey.

Our inner selves are fashioned to express
impulsiveness to grasp life and to share.
No time...

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Our brand-new sofa bed got stuck.
It wouldn’t open; just our luck.
Our daughter slept upon it twice,
But not last night. Here’s my advice:

If underneath a sheet you use
A mattress pad before you snooze,
Be sure, if on...

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