Category Laughter
Another Day
Another day I have not accomplished What I hoped I might do when it began Still and all, at days end, I’d done some My book of life turns another the page Many goals, projects I’ve in the queue Marching 2 x 2, 16 dozen fight to get in I know where to go with […]
That’s Why
Most days my life is so crazy and confusing It does not one bit of good to keep refusing I find no answers in the books I’m perusing I’m told it’s all about the winning and losing And I think this more than a little bemusing Leaving me battered, all so bloody bruising I suppose […]
Before
How do we surmise? We have said and done Enough to think we’re wise? Will we know before we’re gone? See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items Scriggler TPM Niume
Next
In the wee small hours at noon one day I turn on darkness; the sky grows bright That night I polish the sun so it gleams Each thing I do, simply because of you I walk the widest ocean to swim uphill Turn myself inside out, if you love me Smash time’s hourglass, so please […]
Absence
Absence makes a heart grow fonder Unless your heart is what is missing Not expected by any first responder Spoils a moment when first kissing See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items Scriggler TPM Niume
How!
All day long, we fought and wrestled All night long, we talked and prayed Drank deep, and broke all the vessels Not a one would quit, thus we stayed In the end, we’d each got in our licks Blows, kisses which bruised, battered Victory and loss laid out in tock-ticks Hoped how we lived all […]
Spot On
When everything in life you daily fought Are things with which your life is fraught While you feel you’re doing all you ought All your efforts add up to less than naught Make sure you’re not in your trap caught Dream, hope and try for what you sought Recall, it is within, not things you […]
Recall Recalled
Singing softly A nonsense lullaby Sweet wordless tune Recalls us all To our earliest days Before understanding To ancient singing Before we invented Language, words See more of my creative offerings at: Philip Brent Digital Art Brent Harris Fine Art The Extra Mile Art, shirts and other gift items
At Last
Come, admit we’ve made our world absurd We but scurrying ants guarding our anthills Playing make-believe, as kings of our castles Not worthy to be jesters, only play the fools I will happily tell you that I’ve got your nose You have cut off your nose to spite your face My taunt is only used […]
Truth Finds a Way
A hall of repeating patterns revealed Lines, squares, columns and capitals Straight, undulating, solo, combined Define our world in shapes and lines Like Booker’s seven basic story plots Shapes and line are limited and finite Until magical combination, creation World shown new, never seen before A secret we search for throughout life Our imperfect combinations […]
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