Let Us Survive These Dog Days

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Let us survive these dog days
The warmth still rising up to a boil
I’d rather be walking down the beach
But I’m forced to relentlessly toil
I wish to be holding your hand
As we walk in the evening’s glow
Soft words filled with eternal promises
For your love is the last I’ll ever know

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Let Us Focus On Love

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Let us focus on love
Expel their notions of hate
I won’t let them affect me
I’ll set the standards for my fate
This life won’t last forever
The glories in Heaven surely await
But for now, I’m going to be compassion
To take care of the people – HOPE we’ll create

I’m Pounding These Keys

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I’m pounding these keys

Trying to create a landmark

Something to last through time

A rhyme to set off a sudden spark

I’m vain in ways I won’t admit

A schedule of words upon the page

Formulas/equations for me to disconnect

Memories for after I’ve withered into age

Love’s Ledger Left Tossed To The Side

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Love’s ledger left tossed to the side
Margins filled by unintelligible marks
Homesick & heartbroken again
Counting constellations in the dark
Open waves rippling silently forever
A strenuous walk upon the tightrope
Each step as precious as the last
Moonlight providing a glimmer of hope

The Sunsets Seem To Last Longer

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The sunsets seem to last longer

Before the darkness comes closing in

Walking alone, the beach seems haunted

Memories from before we allowed life to begin

I love the brilliant colors of Spring

Enjoying life in the sunshine I revere

Slowly the light fades, taking my joy

Night brings heavy thought & steps along the pier

Hitting Rock Bottom With An Articulate Woman

  

Hitting rock bottom with an articulate woman

Now I can see love was not in her view

Misguided choices of delicate wonder

Bringing to the forefront curiosity anew

You may call it a travesty or much worse

I am merely a person of no consequence

Our downfalls reside within our own skin

Hate me, but no blame for her moral sense

I never knew her purpose & never asked

Burned once for being too close to her wiles

Recoiled with her artifice grasped at last

Any form of compassion was not her style

 

Cold War Runways Still Clearly Marked

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Cold war runways still clearly marked
A legacy of certain impending doom
Farmhouse grill just the other side
These suburbanites need more room
Lost family values since those days
Deteriorated grain silos crumble in rust
Red wooden barn needing more paint
Orchard roads merely a path of dust
Good soil to grow your dreams in
Futures not to be hindered by our past
Imagine a world where children are free
Free to imagine a peace that will last

The Man Has You Grinding Away

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The man has you grinding away
The organ makes the monkey dance
You’re looking for the Promised Land
But you never really had the chance
You’re writing your soul on the page
Friends support & love all they heard
But the critics cry foul & laugh bitterly
You’re only as good as your last word