She was a lobster claw of time
He was a bacon bit with smart little rhyme
So he asked her to dance.
They smiled at first.
He asked her to Dance again.
There was lobster bait in the solemn claw.
Never Again.
Monday, July 22, 2013
Patient Eyes, Sword in the Heart
Prayer was her word
The camera a bird
The tippy sky was the limit
She had a special magnet
But her interest waned
As to her they offered pain
And her world was embossed in good steel
The future was never in the complaint department.
The camera a bird
The tippy sky was the limit
She had a special magnet
But her interest waned
As to her they offered pain
And her world was embossed in good steel
The future was never in the complaint department.
Marking your territory
You said I did and you saw the pain
You walked in line and you sought due fame
But you asked for more
And you swapped the shore
Then with merit you asked again
Was there a tie in the plan
I saw your frank digression
You were not good to make honorable mention
But you were satisfyingly poor
I said Hi for sure.
So bend the light
And don't give up the fight.
The trust of time is a paradise in a rhyme.
You walked in line and you sought due fame
But you asked for more
And you swapped the shore
Then with merit you asked again
Was there a tie in the plan
I saw your frank digression
You were not good to make honorable mention
But you were satisfyingly poor
I said Hi for sure.
So bend the light
And don't give up the fight.
The trust of time is a paradise in a rhyme.
Ode to writing Painful Poetry
Alas they will
See a ship of pain
But the bow will be true
And the day a drill
The orange field a wonder
And the plus of time no blunder
The canopy of tricks is not a secret
The world has a better carpet in time.
See a ship of pain
But the bow will be true
And the day a drill
The orange field a wonder
And the plus of time no blunder
The canopy of tricks is not a secret
The world has a better carpet in time.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Matched in Surgery
To the declaration of the Temple of Time
I do make this to be certain
That the change of time is near
And the doctors discretion certain
The ample space between then and now
An amber candle of good hope and esteem
The world of the surgeon to be is an audacity of change.
And the world never sees the end until the day of his career begins in a day of tougher worlds.
I do make this to be certain
That the change of time is near
And the doctors discretion certain
The ample space between then and now
An amber candle of good hope and esteem
The world of the surgeon to be is an audacity of change.
And the world never sees the end until the day of his career begins in a day of tougher worlds.
White Relics of Time and Fortitude
Just cause is not enough to describe
The hand of fate and the electable build
Of a conversation about life
And a world of faith
The physicians job in a white coat
Ever much has a better plan for all in the hand of time.
The hand of fate and the electable build
Of a conversation about life
And a world of faith
The physicians job in a white coat
Ever much has a better plan for all in the hand of time.
Jelly Bean Corners
The uniform was ready
The time was steady
Joy found the time of service.
Joy in a hand of a field.
Wisdom in an egg of the reality of Time.
Visions for a better tomorrow.
The work of an officer of inertia is special.
The time was steady
Joy found the time of service.
Joy in a hand of a field.
Wisdom in an egg of the reality of Time.
Visions for a better tomorrow.
The work of an officer of inertia is special.
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