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Sunday, July 25, 2010

Marching on

Three strikes and I should be out.
I had many more and am still about.
Life isn’t a game, to say the least.
Trounce the hits, to beat the beast.

Won’t list everything that’s wrong.
Shift to positives and come out strong.
Serenity prayer plays on my lips.
Surge onward, not following scripts.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Disquieting disposition

As night nears, fear ensues,
The unknown, the trepidation
Life is bizarre, nay a narrative.

Normalcy I seek, I beseech
Shakespeare's world stage quote
Does not provide a good solace

A weight the size of a boulder
Hangs heavy on my head,
Trying in vain, to reassure I am

Triggers of alarm, are a few
A loved one in pain, is prime
Events, each, a part it plays.

Pinpricks, it shall remain,
To be rubbed away, and moved on,
For the positive end, I await.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Crusades for causes

If I die, think only this of me,
I was a citizen of a land that was free,
No name, I owned, among the millions
Soldier I wasn’t, just one of civilians.

Battle I did still for some rights,
Not one of the armed or armored fights,
With the mighty pen, I set out,
Poeming through causes, time I devote.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Fourth of July Fete

Over and above the great peaks,
At night, were fiery sparks seen,
Freedom celebrated with pyrotechnics,
Illuminating the sky, was a bright scene.

Mountains, they moved, fighting for it,
With swords, guns and words in revolution,
Not giving up, nor surrendering in defeat,
For life and liberty were the solution.

Spangled with stars, was the great banner,
Heads held high, with happiness and pride.
Tradition dictates, celebration in this manner,
Two-Three-Four, of course, was a great ride!