Love does not walk
Hand in hand
On a one way street.
She had already
Turned the corner
There was someone else to meet.
life is a one-way street
no returns
no exchanges
everyone's on a one-way track
searching for their purpose
I warned him a hundred times
I just can't take it anymore
I cry both day and night
Today's the day it's got to stop
I've got my one-way ticket out of here
I'm boarding a train that's westward bound
Don't know where I'll land and I don't care
I've got miles to go to hatch my plan
AP: Honorable Mention 2026
A one way mirror it was,
Justice never served.
For that's the way of life,
Neither got what they deserved.
There was beauty in her voice,
Her handling, such poise.
One left, one stayed,
For now its turned,
And he longs for something,
That was once his.
Time after time,
The clock was locked.
His eyes never twitched,
Since the farewell bid.
He turned her, a stone,
Ever since
Light never shone.
Love’s overstated tales richly woven
To a wet hind the ears green pod by far,
For long I thought, love was a gift given,
Raw fantasies fallen as if from star,
I wasted all my youthful early age--
The fairy years of wide-eyed boyish life
That fostered further this impish image--
That love flowed but from alien breasts, blesst rife.
Yet, every breast with such belief is blest
And given time I grew up, chastened wise
That love's no one-way street, nor Cupid's heist--
A truth too late to ferret from raw lies.
A confluence love be of two rivers,
Both gift takers and both no less givers.
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Sonnet | 01.02.2010 | art, heart, love, river
Human you are but one.."
Only one can walk your path
He came also.; as One
With One aim, to make you!
One with Him, that you would
Enter the Only eternity
Created by, the One God '
Now and forever
So you might never be alone
Amen.'
One Way
To Always
Appreciate Life
Is To See
Beauty In
Everything...
ANYWAY.
-Gray Squirrel
08-03-2025
'Follow your dream'
easier said than done
as the girl of my dreams
for me she is the only one
and yet for her I don't exist
she sees through me sad to say
don't have what (it) takes her fancy
won't even look my way
as ships which pass in the night
our two hearts will never meet
I find mine's a dead-end dream
on the wrong side of a one-way street
I saw a one way ticket
A trolley full of lauggage
Checking in an apartment, not a hotel
This visitor is here to stay
I saw a sale agreement
Not a stay receipt
I saw a full smile
Not a half-wit grin
Embraced with both hands
A bed in well made
I see no plan for departure
This visitor looks quite settled
AI is here to stay
AI is here for good
To live side by side with our knowledge
Always willing to help.
Our sweet mother went to heaven one Spring day.
Four years ago, the flowers folded their wings.
Hymns, ethereal in the fog; smile at bay.
Left at table, in closet, on shelves - her things.
Most dearly departed, her ticket one-way.
And my father cheers her urn each day.
She’s in our hearts, our thoughts are off and flying.
This family is strong; I am not crying.
ONE WAY TICKET
Am I really swimming in grief
And no prospect of any relief
And this situation belies belief
It wasn’t so bad in recent days
But how such shifts can amaze
Tell me if it’s sunlight up there
But then, I always had assumed
Any such attempt was doomed
As buried riches rarely exhumed
Was I just following some craze
With a whole shipwreck to raise
I’ll shrug and say C’est la guerre
For this deep dive I was groomed
Despite knowing a storm loomed
As by greed, we were consumed
I was sent to where danger plays
Regret at how my pride displays
But was more than truth or dare
I kick arms and legs to no avail
My oxygen supply will soon fail
With no-one left to tell the tale
As down in these depths it stays
It’s a great loss in so many ways
A treasure so valuable and rare
Survival is now a pointless task
Resigned, I’ll remove my mask
Quick and painless is all I’ll ask
Never again to see a sun’s rays
My blurred vision is just a haze
As of another world I’m aware
Those one way streets, that lead to dead ends
The giving and sacrifice on a way road
The words of help echo from ears that don't listen
Then a rough road turns in one's own life, nothing is there
Where are they? Understanding diminishes in the fog
What one can see, another may not and it is dark
The worry for those who don't worry about themselves
The brick wall of denial, that cannot be broken down
All that wears on the soul, as tiredness creeps in
There must be boundaries and the signs of teamwork,
leading to unity, and peace on two way streets
Caring can be accomplished in a special silence,
with conversation at a different kind of speed
There is only so much care in one's being to release,
before their self becomes completely ignored
Life is a process of learning, building a safe house board by board
Heidi Sands
10/9/24
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Satan stubbornly, still stupidly schemes.'
God however has means.!
Earthly kings, dream evil dreams
religions preach..Such nonsense streams!
Yet! Only Jesus came; clean...!
One way or another
it was going to be hard
life was going to travel
on my back
the price wasn't going cheap
no matter the path
one way or another
it was going to be hard.
Jeesica
They say they’re on board, there’s no fuss
They just let the old man loudly cuss
Think no one will notice
It’s only the POTUS
Thrown under a big yellow bus
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