Short Next Time Around Poems

how do we vibrate,
here at heaven’s gate?
do desires remain,
soul sees as a stain?

if in dark fears drowned,
the next time around,
how will our life change,
in a new realm strange?...

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RIGHT?					

Looking at it now
Life isn’t simple.
We do make mistakes
Every now and then
We’re the great sinners.

We can’t undo
What has been done.
Need to avoid
Next time around.

We’re sinners!
Not a saint.
Need to learn…

From our 
Mistakes.

Right?...

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Next time around I will be six foot eight
I will play basketball, and I will be great
Next time around I will be born in a city
I will have confidence, not care if I’m pretty

Next time around I will not care what people think
My own opinions will keep my joy in the pink
Next time around I will be a star with an entourage.
People will lavish me with bouquets and a corsage....

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Tones blare
Heart pounds
Prayers sent
Station bound

Turnouts on
Nomax too
Helmet, gloves
And rubber boots

18-15
That is me
Sirens sing
Engine gleams

Airpack on
Arrive on scene
Cars on fire
Patients scream

Hoses pulled
Scene assessed
Flames put out
Jaws of life spread

Patient care
EMS on scene
Life-flight inbound
Punctured spleen

Patient gone
Hospital bound
Head back home
Til next time around

2/19/2020...

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Repeating Themes

I guess maybe I am tired
of repeating the same themes.
But I must, if I’m ever
going to overcome them.

My patience is not there.
In my mind, the more often
that I go through something
the faster I have to overcome
it the next time around.

This time though, I’m sick to
my stomach at what it will take
to overcome this theme, or
rather this stockpile of themes 
that have accumulated over time....

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A free spirit
I try to stay grounded.
Spontaneous
But well-rounded.

Ever searching
But know who I am.	
Never simple
For I love the glam.

Long, brown 
Hair and eyes.	
Winter is my 
Favorite time.

Unlucky in love
But lucky in life.		
Happy where I am
Most of the time. 

Wanderer of cities
Have lived all around.	
Who knows where I’ll land
Next time around. 

A poet at heart
If my poems are bad I don’t care.		
It’s an outlet I seek
From somewhere in deep....

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There's no need to have regrets about yesterday
You can't even go back and change the other way
Just look forward to tomorrow
Don't hold your head down in sorrow
It's okay, we all make mistakes
Just hold on you have what it takes
Jehovah God knows your hearts desire
And to ask of him there's nothing required
He will send you what you need
He is your savior, your God indeed
So the next time around you'll be okay
Because Jehovah has your back and he knows the way...

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