Monday, December 24, 2012
Tuesday, January 18, 2011
Whatever
Holy moly!
Its Mister Bowley.
Where's the goalie?
He's in the net.
If you can you score without an oar,
Then pray for rain
The kind that doesn't stain.
If you can't see it,
Pray for pain.
It's the only feeling that might feel.
It will grab you when
You take a pill.
There will be no salvation,
Only questions.
Look upward and outward.
The stars beckon.
Eternity calls
The call - so small.
You might not hear it.
Eternity calls.
Its Mister Bowley.
Where's the goalie?
He's in the net.
If you can you score without an oar,
Then pray for rain
The kind that doesn't stain.
If you can't see it,
Pray for pain.
It's the only feeling that might feel.
It will grab you when
You take a pill.
There will be no salvation,
Only questions.
Look upward and outward.
The stars beckon.
Eternity calls
The call - so small.
You might not hear it.
Eternity calls.
Fate
Failure is a tailor
Who forgets
To sew on the buttons.
Hope is faint
When the sun sets
And you are floating
In the middle of the ocean.
Fate is what happens
When the unexpected
Turns your life
To rust.
Failure is what happens
When you try to try
And it goes too far.
Life is strange
For all of us.
Strange.
So strange.
Who forgets
To sew on the buttons.
Hope is faint
When the sun sets
And you are floating
In the middle of the ocean.
Fate is what happens
When the unexpected
Turns your life
To rust.
Failure is what happens
When you try to try
And it goes too far.
Life is strange
For all of us.
Strange.
So strange.
People
Watching people.
Its quite a sight.
Most of them are white.
Some are a fright.
Very few reflect the light.
Those who are full of life
Mostly meander,
Back and forth.
With purpose - it seems.
But where?
To nowhere.
Children and women.
Men and police.
Dudes who are rude.
Lots of dogs - on leashes.
Coloured toenails.
There is no meaning.
No meaning.
Help!
Its quite a sight.
Most of them are white.
Some are a fright.
Very few reflect the light.
Those who are full of life
Mostly meander,
Back and forth.
With purpose - it seems.
But where?
To nowhere.
Children and women.
Men and police.
Dudes who are rude.
Lots of dogs - on leashes.
Coloured toenails.
There is no meaning.
No meaning.
Help!
Travelling
Sitting at the rail station.
Watching trains go by until my train
Rolls to a stop.
So I jump on,
Walk down the aisle,
Accidentally hit a guy,
With my heavy backpack
Which was on my back.
I say sorry and find an empty seat.
The train pulls out.
I see a cow,
Way out there.
As we go by.
I see lots of cows.
I'm in Europe.
Travelling.
Watching trains go by until my train
Rolls to a stop.
So I jump on,
Walk down the aisle,
Accidentally hit a guy,
With my heavy backpack
Which was on my back.
I say sorry and find an empty seat.
The train pulls out.
I see a cow,
Way out there.
As we go by.
I see lots of cows.
I'm in Europe.
Travelling.
Pass It Forward
If wishes were stones,
And hopes were glass.
Then all our desires
Would end in a blast.
We'd shatter our futures
For times present, not past.
We'd realize that moments
Are beauty encased in sunshine,
In blue skies,
In thunderstorms,
In love,
In companionship,
In belief,
In the excitement of being alive,
In love of others,
In love of all
And in love of our children,
And all children,
In all of their innocence
With care and feeling.
The future begins.
And hopes were glass.
Then all our desires
Would end in a blast.
We'd shatter our futures
For times present, not past.
We'd realize that moments
Are beauty encased in sunshine,
In blue skies,
In thunderstorms,
In love,
In companionship,
In belief,
In the excitement of being alive,
In love of others,
In love of all
And in love of our children,
And all children,
In all of their innocence
With care and feeling.
The future begins.
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Goodness
Life that is beautiful
In so many ways.
Life that is horried
Where beauty reigns.
God plays with you.
God tricks and tries.
God teaches the secrets of life.
Ignorant.
The love of our souls?
The few who don't win or lose.
The good die young?
Where there is no good.
In so many ways.
Life that is horried
Where beauty reigns.
God plays with you.
God tricks and tries.
God teaches the secrets of life.
Ignorant.
The love of our souls?
The few who don't win or lose.
The good die young?
Where there is no good.
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