Long forgotten kite
Broken and torn
Jostled by the swell
Of Life’s ebbing tide.
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Monthly Archives: February 2012
Ebbing Tide Part 2
Moored upon the shore
Crushed by the weight
In the endless wait
For Life’s ebbing tide.
Ebbing Tide Part 1
Back and forth
The swing sways
Pushed by the waves
Of Life’s ebbing tide.
Just Where Did All This Rhyming Come From?!
All my rhyming
Got me thinking
“How did I start?”
Slung on my arm
These words I farm
To place in my cart.
Here I present my thoughts
In these focused spotlights
That are known as posts.
Once it never came easy
Now it comes like the wind, breezy
Too bad I dislike my state’s coasts.
On My Disability
All this mention of disability
Doesn’t mean I want your pity
I’ve had this twenty-three years
And conquered many of my fears
There was a time when I hated
Living with this body I was handed
A bite or a hit when things went wrong
All because I was too headstrong.
But now things are different,
I work to improve my movement.
This body still likes to be lazy
So sometimes I get a little crazy
Dogs Just Sun Bathing
Many dogs sun bathing
Just sitting, relaxing
No interest in bed sharing
Agitated, teeth baring
Whines and cowers
Before pressure lowers
Minutes turn to hours
For these sleeping howlers.
Stage Nightmare
A vision of what could be
During a night so clear
Messed up timing
Falling behind missing
One note then more;
A real fear of mine.
Dirty looks from those
I share the stage
Disappointment in the crowd,
All around
A push to get through
Even though I know I’m screwed
With a start I’m pulled
Back to reality– just
The night and my bed.
It only took them seconds
Before my springs welled up
And rivers rushed
Down my cheeks.
Fetal positioned with only
Myself to nurse this pain
A promise is made
Between that may be and I:
Break down the walls to
Show all what I can do.
Naysayers can talk their talk
But I will strut my walk.
