Thursday, March 6, 2014

The Impossible Day

Every day when I wake up
Put something bold into my cup
If fanciful or something fey
A thought to last throughout the day
If a little silly too
A smile could last the whole day through
I see, a few examples, now
Might help the what, but not the how
If speed of light were tied unto
The rate at which the cosmos blew
What, then, would happen to the fact
If expansion jumped the track?
Your dog, like mine, might be quite sweet
But, what if he began to tweet?
This all may seem quite silly
But surely is the point
Like wobbly, new born filly
Would, of a day, anoint
A special feeling for the day
To keep the oft-mundane at bay
One of my favorites of all time
My baby's birthday danced in rhyme
And one she'll never understand
To watch the sun rise o'er the land

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© 2012 whickwithy

Tuesday, March 4, 2014

Shatterfall

Shatterfall, the wind too weary
From crowds encumbered there
Alone the darkness, sad and bleary
The crowds too large to care
Crowds still gather, grow each day
So many lost along the way
Fame fools some and glory too
Clamors rise in grayish hue
Inspirations lost to din
The heart decides to seek within
Drive sanity through depth to true
Fame and glory, only slew
But, now, the teeming masses whole
Amass the silence of the soul
Wherefore, the soul cries out its heart
To find the way and, then, the start
Soul sings such songs as wills the ways
Eyes closed, heart open, body sways
Then, follows there, in comfort dark
Vast shining vistas, sere and stark
Now is seen the vain false hope
Of crowds that teem on broken slope
But the way beyond the dearth
Shows to be but fallow earth
Further on is seen the field
That only seeds of soul can yield
No longer lost to touch and feel
No longer tossed, the soul is healed
It lies all 'round, soul can't confirm
But guides eternity to term

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© 2012 whickwithy

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