Penning Out Frivolous Odes

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Penning out frivolous odes
Words creating a comforting feeling
An itch that needs to be remedied
Turning bland into rather appealing
It’s not complicated to be good
If you can fathom what I mean
The distractions tend to be mirages
Ghosts preventing you from being clean

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Scars & Flaws Mark Our Character

 

 

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Scars & flaws mark our character
There are no monuments upon the sea
With no footprints in the waves
We cling to adventure in order to be free
But we all too soon grow old
The cold days along the Scottish coast
Searching for the proper port
To be comfortable with our dubious host
These days we’re looking to break even
I feel each of my years in my bones
I embrace my Saint Brendan’s medal
Within the night shift I can quietly atone
Remembering the light within her eyes
Reflecting up into the midnight’s moon
There’s a lot we might misconstrue
We’re stained, but maybe we can learn the tune

I See Your Gears Turning

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I see your gears turning
A scratch pad of juggled notes
My sassy blonde with such style
Throwing looks back, caught my throat
Lingering over the page
Like something I’m not sure of
Thoughts dripping into melting ice
Nothing as comfortable as confident love

Returning To The World

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Returning to the world
Finding life left unraveled
A smile never so grand
Home the best place traveled
Warmth of simple comforts
Never trading precious delights
Beauty in these open arms
Darkness eclipsed by light