the day I died
was a rainy one
but the sun came out
in the nick of time
I can laugh about it now
but it was a worry
The thunder of guns echoed around the thick wood,
Dying soldiers trembled with pain, death understood.
I remember looking at the nightly bright stars.
Trying to find a freedom path, despite our scars.
Saved our poor lives as we crossed to the other side
Of the river. Another place now they could ride
Up to the mountain and hopefully search for food.
A fire kindled to warm us in a better mood.
The open West is an iron lung
for the polio of my soul
Lifting me up and breathing in
at once to make me whole
Wild and free, its air blows clean
to minister my wounds
And nurse me back to perfect health
—a second none to soon
(Durango Colorado: February, 2019)
S-aved in the nick of time,
H-ope has kept one alive;
E-very minute is important,
I-t's a matter of second to survive.
L-ife in the nick of time is critical to let it live;
A-llowing the final moment to make one's heart believe.
R-escue January twenty-sixth
O-pens the chance sublime;
S-afe and secure Friday morn,
I-n the nick of
T-ime.
Bereft the sordid creature stood
No home, alone, it wasn’t good
Gleaming with a wrathful eye
To me it looked; I wondered why
It’s time to run I thought inside
But where’s a place that I can hide?
Then suddenly a light appeared
My friend’s new Jeep through snow he steered
How fragile is this life of mine?
Rescued in the nick of time
In the nick of time,
I closed my eyes and when i opened,
You were already mine,
I wonder why i took time to realise,
That i would have fallen into your arms,
Even before i thought of singing you a love song,
Because when my mouth said 'No'
My heart screamt 'Yes'
I have fallen head over heels for you,
As you showed me which hands to shake,
And which one to hold,
Which love glitters bt isn't gold,
Which mistakes to correct and faults to ignore,
You are a modest gentleman,
My sunshine in this lifetime
Papa smurf and pardise was here
kid's names kid's games knowing not the fear
Miss and hit as they error on lifes way
Wondering how they fair now well I pray
Just a couple sprayed upon a brick wall
Grown up games grown names knowing the fear
Understanding how we Knew nothing at all
once when the world was young and made sense
Back then when sense was so real and solid
Before green waves that hid the sky and shuddered feet
Well after the candle lit bomb shelter westerns
And ineffectual caning for honor's defense
When devious means became commonplace
To deal with intellectual incompetence
It may have been when learning to enter with the jews
Thus avoiding the first half hour of assembly
And allowing time to do the last night's homework
Skills honed to perfection that made insane navy life easier
The trick was and is knowing when and when not
Without this knowledge trust evaporates in karma's winds
But with constant care comes a freer more independent life
And satisfaction of having had more precious time
With finer responsible friends
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