Your candle locates a gas leak
You said out loud Putin’s a freak
Your brake pipes might even corode
But jello ain’t meant to explode
You may one day fall out of bed
And get a big dent in your head
You may get run down in the road
But jello ain’t meant to explode
Get cut by an old rusty nail
Or both of your parachutes fail
You may touch a poisonous toad
But jello ain’t meant to explode
A rock makes a hole in your boat
You’re knocked off a cliff by a goat
You should be safe in your abode
But jello ain’t meant to explode
I'm the dream that never awakes
The result of the chances one takes
Some refuses to die
No matter how many times you try
The rewards you never see
The dreams that are never to be
Come rain or shine
Wanting them to be mine
The dreams you never realize
Fearful of those who may critisize
And all the while
Your left without your smile
Chances your meant to take
Some can end up a mistake
....Don't be fake....
The dream that never dies
Everybody sometimes cries
To push on under trying times
Like these rhymes
Some may like, some wont
But to give up you don't
Times may push you
Leave you blue
.......Tis true......
But on you go
Seems only you know
Why you don't walk away
Be left with no nothing to say
But some dreams never die
Even if you will only cry
.........Always try......
Rhymes or reason
Some other season
Years come and years go
The years ,they always show
But you can't give in
That'll be a sin
You have something to say
Maybe it'll happen today
You'll never know
If you don't show
.....Way to go.....
Could you show me the way to go
My flesh is willing, but my legs are slow
I cannot read the traffic lights
I use a walker so that I might
Walk upright and steady,
But that doesn't stop the traffic lights from changing,
Before I am ready.
Red, Amber, Green, GO, GO.
Oh dear, my legs are slow.
Get real, old duck, try to move faster,
Faster, Faster, before disaster
It comes in the shape of the car
That did not notice your struggle from afar.
He was driving without care,
And did not see you there
Standing in the middle of the road,
Not knowing which way to go.
Slow Rolling railcars are a better pick,
If high-speed travel makes you sick.
Slow On The Uptake is confusing,
Slow But Sure, safe but unamusing.
Slow Markets make a stock broker mad,
Slow Release tablets - best to be had!
In the Slow Lane, you're just an onlooker.
Best “Slow” I know is in my Slow Cooker.
I see a road lined with toads;
And they’re poisonous at that;
There are signs posted so all can tell;
This road of toads goes straight to hell;
Men have traveled it from ancient times;
Why they choose it is hard to reason or rhyme;
I’ve been told by some that it lightens a heavy load;
Poison from the toads on the road relieves their aching back;
It’s plain to me their chosen cure is so much worse than their decease!
Pastrami on rye, piled up so high
Sauerkraut oozing out from the side
Served steaming hot, with mustard on top
My last sandwich be this ~ gladly I'll die
tho its past
don't run out gas
there thing to do
for me and you
stil racist today
this not child play
as the wind blow
we still have a
LONG WAY TO GO
Villanelle : O ! What a way to go They Say locked in Lover's Arms
O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms
Damned he or she be to live curséd life alone
Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms
Lone bodies shiver in beds quothing inane psalms
No body loses heat when both stoke flesh and bone
O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms
No Romeo with potion Juliet embalms
Had not either to deep mock sleep stayed up immune
Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms
Some prefer the chivalrous spears of knights-at-arms
Others prefer not to go at all all alone
O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms
Passion mounts the pressure on lonely hearts' dire charms
The choice in these cases is either stroke or be-gone
Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms
The lesson here is simple : by the bed stock arms
He who must go first may her shoot ere he is blown
O ! What a way to go They Say locked in lover's arms
Do we not all smother most what we love sans qualms
© T. Wignesan - Paris, 2018
N-ew dawn March fourteenth
O-pens the Tuesday with light;
R-ise of the sun begins,
M-aking your birth set
A-right.
A-n early morn meets another
B-reak of a nice day;
S-tart treading on the horizon,
A-s the night fades away.
L-ife is either easy or hard,
O-utsmart the pain and sorrow;
N-either wane nor waver, it's a long way to go.
for change
some or still insane
don't give up
its a decuss
we must don't stop still fess
change is a must
so don't stop be part of the lot
let the world know
you'll not say no
we
STILL HAVE LONG WAY TO GO
tho we had sign
walk pickett line
for our right
had court fights
some refuse to repect
this we know
WE STILL HAD
LONG WAY TO GO
Way to go! High Five
With my hand up in the air I gave a high five
I misjudged my aim, I had to dive
11/22/2015
Poetry Contest: Epigram couplet
Sponsored by: Silent One
You left me heart broken
I could not utter any words
My mouth was open
But no words seems to get out of my mouth
In such an instant, you left me
No turning back but I had to accept
With so much I wanted to say to you
You left me unforgettable, footprints in my heart
In the heavens you are safe now
But I will remember all the special times we spent together
For you are gone
But not in my heart.
Like a Sirens song you hauntingly beckon
Quivering soft curves await the plunge
Insanity is deaf to logical boundaries
Drowning in your sweet nectar
The passion of a Jue Ju contest/Nette Onclaud
7/26/2014
Greg Hoffman
tho we're free
feel heavenly
we still need that key
thats anuther fee
its moving slow
breaking open that door
WE HAVE A
LONGE WAYS TO GO
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