Tag Archives: fear
Perspective
I would happily spend all my days as nights If I could only live all of my nights as days What’s the problem someone random says They’re only labels; call them what you like Trees, I believe, may well be dogs or birds While dogs are railroads and birds flowers Seconds may last eternity; it […]
What?
What we know and what we think we know Live in constant conflict, a dubious do-si-do What we believe, will never have to grieve What we conceive denies what we perceive
Now
The future is not finished The future has not begun It will not be remembered For it has the past become
Simple Man
YES ~ Brent Harris Today being election day, I thought this somehow quite appropriate. I am a simple man Because I believe the human race can change I am a dreamer Because I believe everyone should understand I am naïve Because I believe if enough people say no, it will matter I am a fool […]
Capturing Elephants
An old joke says that all you need to capture elephants is an empty milk bottle, tweezers and binoculars. You look through the wrong end of the binoculars. When you see the elephants, you pick them up with the tweezers and drop them in the milk bottle. I believe we’re practicing a form of this […]
Thoughts in Fishbowls
Living in a fishbowl, it’s hard to understand Those living on the outside are in command
In an Instant
Oh, how the world has changed since I was born Some days I feel lost, confused and quite forlorn Will it matter that I cannot leave my past behind When I feel harassed, harried by the daily grind The world around us has sped up as I slowed down So much changed, I clutch the […]
A Tribute the Victors and the Fallen
A Tribute the Victors and the Fallen A Wish Granted, A Dream Denied Bright displays fill the air, as fireworks boom Young baseball fan’s world filled with gloom One team must win, one lose, no other way At seven, eight or nine, you dream only today Celebrating raucously, the fans’ hearts flying Remember little […]
Hot or Not
Outside the weather today was hot, hot, hot That made my desire for action not, not, not Our drought has most prayin’, prayin’, prayin That tomorrow might bring us rain, rain, rain
Serial Tuesday (Wednesday) ~ Toliver
Chapter Fifteen “You were wise to avoid the fountain.” Toliver stumbled back from the door and turned toward the voice. The man from across the plaza stood a couple of feet away, casually tossing and catching Toliver’s barely-eaten fapple. Toliver didn’t understand why he hadn’t heard him approach, felt him stealing the fapple or […]
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