A chilly breeze
blew through the trees,
rustling leaves
against the eaves.

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Climb 'Til Your Dreams Come True

___Often your tasks will be many, and
more than you think you can do ...
___Often the road will be rugged, and
the hills insurmountable, too ...
___But always remember, the hills ahead
are never as steep as they seem,
___And with all the faith in your heart
start upward.
___And never forget your dream.

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Autumn's Here ( Read more... )

They call it Stormy Monday,
and Tuesday's just the same,
Wednesday's not much better,
Thursday's a waiting game.
Friday's a big party,
And Saturday is, too,
Sunday's always lazy,
And I spend it here with you.

--

Ocean's Love

Undying reach
across the sky;
broad, expansive,
wide and blue;
continuous motion,
contiguous life.

Constant sun and
constant night;
a desert below,
a desert above;
masked abandon,
inner life.

Joy and passion
found below;
violent circle,
restless hope;
yearning peace,
way of life.

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I actually have a date on this one: 1/25/1995, ( Read more... )

Today ( Read more... )

Surprise Attack ( Read more... )

Waiting One's Life Away ( Read more... )

Mutated Mouse ( Read more... )

I have a bunch of old poems I wrote in high school, that I would love to share. I won't put any headers or anything up, it will just be the text. These will be in no particular order. Here's the first one ( Read more... )