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A Good Day To Fly

In like a lamb out like lion    												     The little diamond sail rides a March ide  										 Some sayings true line upon line  										            Almost as big as I now sparrow like in the sky                                                                                                                            	~                                                                                                                                      Some sayings long flowing tales	     										  Good day to fly a kite red skies in the morn                                                                                                           	 Before the storm up goes the sales  										       Bird like Rolling diving swooping airborne                                                                                                                 	~                                                                                                                                         Running to store buying some more string  									Lifting children's spirits how high would it climb   									 Like stepping on a honey bee it stings	    									When returning with the last of the bind        									       ~                                                                                                                                                The tag along gone free flying descends         									The kite lost to be found another day                                                                                                                                 	Tangled in an electric line by the winds											 It was a good day to fly a kite I must say                                                  - To Carol Brown  I  may never win first in a contest but you where the first to let me in. Thanks Carol.

adventurechildrenhappinessnatureseasons

Form: Rhyme

Time

Time, in a subjective sense
 Time, it wait's for nobody
 Time, present or past tense
 Time, is revolutionary

 Time, is of the essence
 Time, and space
 Time, bares reference
  Time, a purticuler place

 Time, for peace and love
 Time, that is well invested
 Time, simply not enough
 Time, can too be wasted

 Time, really is presious
 Time, making every bit last
 Time, is up on all of us
 Time, goes all too fast



note to readers 
I THINK WITH THIS IVE PROBABLY MISSED A FEW BITS OUT LIKE TIME IS A HEALER ECT 
BUT TRYING TO FIND THE WORDS TO KEEP WITH PATTER AS ALSO TRYING TO 
GIVE A MEASGE                 THIS BEING MORE UNIVERSL
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I SUPOSE LIVING EACH MOMENT AS IF IT WAS YOUR LAST   MAKING TIME FOR OTHERS  
IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME  IF YOU COUD TURN THE CLOCKS BACK
TIME JUST GOES BY,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,       

INSPERATION FOR THIS CAME FROM A POEM IDE I WROTE CALLED LIFES JOURNEY
WHEN I WAS WRITING I WONDER POEM AT THAT TIME    ONE OF THE LINES WAS TIME WAITS FOR NO MAN
THIS  WHERE THE IDEA CAME FROM         I THINK SOMETHING WE WASTE ALOT OF ,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,written by my self  davidscott 2013 
original idea rough copy june july 2912       TTTTTTTTTTTTTTiIIIIIIMMMMeeeeeeeeeeee      TiMe,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,

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write

Form: Rhyme

Ladies From Shanghai: COMPLETE

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A rare good sou-L
            at Mote-L Six 
         who smel-Led different.
                                                                      Then she tell m-E
                                                                                 somebo-Dy took
                                                                                        her P-ink wallet.
 dropped her O-ff            
someplace d-Owntown
            I kn-Ow about.
                                                                      Next I had s-Ort
                                                                              self-ctr-Olled and
                                                                                    my O-h fresh bills.
Gave same addres-S
             like the la-St cab
                      ride S-aid. Same spot.
                                                                       Story she h-Ad
                                                                             was a b-Ag like
                                                                                purse A-nd not hers.
When we avrr-Ived
       I'm surpr-Ised, that's
          her, sm-Iling there.
                                                                              Lady beh-Ind
                                                                             said out s-Ide Where'd,
                                                                                    you f-Ind it! Well?
I had to lo-Ok,
   say, I kn-Ow her,
    We're fr-Om Shanghai. (Ladies say to cabbie)

analogy

Form: Than-Bauk

Theres Your Answer

You want answers on how to fix all of this?,
You've been listening and following me, isn't it obvious?,
You've taken the time to search my heart, and listen to me,
This is what you should be doing with everyone else, can't you see?,
It is sad that I had to draw this much attention,
In order to get you to wake up, and start reflecting,
On others...besides always yourself all the time,
And here you thought I was your enemy, yet I stood for you the whole time,
You treated me like garbage, yet you want the truth,
You pushed me out the door, because my heart threatened you,
And I took your punches to prove to you,
That this world doesn't just revolve around you,
While the others left with a smile on their face,
And the heart of the matter stayed misplaced,
But they were the good guys, right?,
They knew, and didn't even care enough to put up a fight,
Or tell the truth, and reach out to you,
When they knew the whole time, yet I'm the fool!,
So yes,,I have every right in the world to be mad,
And I have every right to open up, and feel sad,
Because the Lord brought me to you when everything was falling apart,
I dedicated my life, and gave with all my heart,
And I got tired of seeing the revolving door,
And hearing dozens of stories too intimidated to share more,
And I had to step away, otherwise ide get eaten alive,
Unlike the others, I had to leave to survive,
So please excuse me for running for my life,
I'm the farthest thing from a threat, so worry about the others in disguise,
So if you think for a second that I don't love you,
You are highly mistaken, I just won't play the fool.

betrayalhurtidentitylove

Form: Light Verse

Of Nations Iv a Crying Nation

When a nation cries, death rides the reaper is a stride, the loss of reasons in a Ludacris season, where men of nations think they can control the population, the feminine wild, bound to a white populist ideology of ignorance and irresponsibility.  

The skeletal hands grace this nation, as technology is at play to pull its strings and prime mistakes, a nation tires to hold the flame, to regain a simpler reason a singular season, but is lost to passion parades of progressive expressions, the right hand of the fool the left hand of man,  the one to bring insurrection to the crown, to our country, our town and trying to bring the nation down…

The seat of our heart, the home of our brave, we cry black tears, as the nation is bound and freedoms truncated, we wonder why our freedoms are called into question and lost to the Idiocracy, to attempt to enthrone a false theocracy of lies and hypocrites as we sit ide, hands under ass as we watch or celebrate the death of our democracy. 

When a nation cries, something of ourselves dies, and death reaps as it strides, in this loss of reason, we fear a coming dry season, where men of nations think they can control and destroy, the legacies of lies, hypocrisies of the things that divide, blind us to our hearts and minds. 

The truth shall prevail, the rights of humanity will be victorious, we shall not go gently into that goodnight, but reap our rewards, into the total of our dedication. The coming white will overcome. The facts will set you free!

allegoryallusionanalogyangerangst

Form: Free verse

Critter Caper

Let’s go said the crow
Not now said the cow
But when said the hen
Don’t know said the doe
Hey look said the rook
Big truck said the duck
Go peep said the sheep
Not me said the bee

We’re there said the bear
Where’s there said the hare
Who’s we said the flea
We few said the shrew
No juice said the goose
Need gas said the ass
That’s that said the bat
Look here said the deer

What’s that said the rat
It’s fuel said the mule
It’s full said the bull
Time then said the wren
What for said the boar
Think big said the pig
Drive quick said the chick
Not that said the cat

Let’s jog said the dog
Let’s sail said the quail
No boat said the goat
Let’s vote said the stoat
You wish said the fish
We’re off said the sloth
Rough ride said the ide
Rough road said the toad

Can’t see said the flea
Thick fog said the frog
Turn left said the eft
Yes Mam said the ram
Three blocks said the fox
We’re there said the mare
Quick, brake said the snake
Don’t skid said the squid

Just park said the shark
That’s odd said the cod
Messed up said the pup
Why’s that said the gnat
Wrong house said the mouse
Oh damn said the lamb
What now said the sow
Let’s think said the skink

Move on said the swan
Where to said the roo
Go back said the yak
The zoo? said the ewe
Of course said the horse
Okay said the ray
Fuel’s out said the trout
Oh **** said the buck

animal

Form: Rhyme

The River Ouse Aghast

down past the cold undercurrents of 
Virginia's Woolf, and Sylvia's wrath
searching through their darkest hearts
too many writers take another path

from fulfillment, and in their cups
awash with sullen antidepressants
pondering if they'll get enough
of life to even get past the present

burrowing and borrowing monofilaments
temptingly entice, dangling and dancing
just below the smooth-surfaced water
flashing jiggs luring joys enhancing

errant molucules are a hapless find
when there's no bonding in our life
and easy outs seem a preferable mind
than living lost in depressive strife

still, there's a tenuous line to living
and struggle is the never ending rule
depression fills the soul with misgiving
to feed life's fires with suicidal fuel

yet, who am i to say that they're wrong,
to not be bright with fulfilling spirit
pocketed with weighty depressive stones
a merciful end may have it's merits

but i'll not write in acquiescence
of preferring ending of days prematurely 
my preference would tend to senescence
my life I think, is too precious, surely

© Goode Guy 2012-01-03

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Virginia_Woolf
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sylvia_Plath
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Depression_(mood)
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Writers_who_committed_suicide
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Category:Poets_who_committed_suicide
http://en.wiktionary.org/wiki/senescence

depressionintrospectionon writing and

Form: Rhyme

Have You Seen the Light

Have you seen the light of Him that shines brighter then the   
Aludra star of heaven's lair, and have you seen the rays that 
Veer towards you when you pray, my brother have you 
Ever known more peace then when you bow your head in prayer 

Yoked to your heart He is your everlasting soulmate and your friend   
On the wings of faith you can soar towards Him night and day  
Unearth your fears and find the comfort that you need  

Sacred Father, Abba, Patriarch and Archer of all that is good in you  
Every action of yours is guided by His Holy subservient angels
Experience Him in your journey of love and know that you are  
Noteworthy of His protection.  Sister of life on earth plant  a seed

The creator will water it and make it grow like a rose in the dessert 
Hide it from the enemy let it prosper in His vineyard. You the   
Elect who is never left in the dark, is a child of the Beloved, 

Love with all your heart as he has loved you, built an alter and  
Invite Him to your table dear friend, He is the candle that burns bright 
Goodness and peace will follow you if you make  
Him your  confessor and your constant companion . 
Trust in Him who created you to His image, know you are loved.

appreciationfather

Form: Acrostic

Have You Ever Hidden An Ide Before

Have You Ever Hidden an Ide Before?

To where would I be riding and abiding?

If and when I ran over a Glad Tiding

Who had forgotten to bring his starch

Then turned out being in an ide of March.


I never have had an ide before

But taken for ride and ended up sore

Then when I marched into an ide

He and I crushed together and did collide.


Then when the ide became my idol

What would be hos omnipotent title

But when you lied and are an ide

Where will you be able to abide?


Could see ide was approaching shore

And not sure what he was looking for

Was it me not bright and being so dumb

So an ide someday will soon become.

What if I had been an ide honest and true?

Would I still be loved by all of you?


Can you really believe this for real

Ide was determined to be ideal

And of whole part that was so scary

They became Moe, Curly, Terry and Larry.


If you read this poem that I have done

You probably would be the only one

Who left your falsies in a frosted fridge

Then was thrown from London Bridge.


Couldn't resist. Yes, we both are getting excited

And one day by Queen may be knighted

Being great friends you will be invited

And all of England has become disquieted.

James Thomas Horn, Retired Veteran and Poet
The falsies I was referring to was teeth replacements.

humorousintrospection

Form: Couplet

My Reasons

My reasons….



The reasons for my stress
is because of my longings
something that my heart can never confess

The reason i fail and the reason i try 
is because i know whats mine in my eyes

Yet i failed again trying to follow them 
hoping to be one of them 
so i lift up my pen 
and write away on this blank sheet of paper
hoping to pass 
and continue on later 
yet i failed once again 
trying to fight off the thoughts of what happened last year 
as i stay back to rot


“it's not my fault”
as i quietly whisper 
thinking of heartbreaking scenes
the ones that make me shiver 

I couldn't focus 
if only i never knew her 
if only ide choose to leave 
if only i had the cure for this high fever 

Please don't blame me 
it hurts me more 
to have what's inside me 

something the naked eye can never see 
with ears that are too deaf 
to hear this silent plea 

As i smile for the important people 
ones that cannot lose 
for if i lose them 
my all so dear friends 
i would lose my stability 
one i cannot amend 

So please see me 
the one i try so hard to be 
the one that was meant to pass last year
the one that quietly shivered in fear 

One that shed a billion tears 
one that can never be the same 
the one that will always remain insane

anxietyclasslifestress

Form: ABC

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A Good Day To Fly

Time

Ladies From Shanghai: COMPLETE

Theres Your Answer

Of Nations Iv a Crying Nation

Critter Caper

The River Ouse Aghast

Have You Seen the Light

Have You Ever Hidden An Ide Before

My Reasons

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