Robert Frost

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“The afternoon knows what the morning never suspected.”
― Robert Frost

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Maybe Those Were The Days

  

Maybe those were the days
I wasn’t so perfect, structured or neat
Rebelling against all humanity
Could’t tell the difference in defeat
A crooked line to follow
A wrinkled brow upon the figurehead
Our dreams fractured when applied
Lost within reality’s pragmatism instead

Choosing Certain Words

  

Choosing certain words
With connotations to stir
The hearts of the audience
Cocked crow with pubic fur
Sitting uncomfortably – like whaa?
Where the hell is he going with this
Delusional in this rehabilitating fatigue
Longing for the peace that I miss

Ye Judgement 

 

Ye judgement

Comes at such a wearying price

I cannot compete with your mind

You imagine a crumbling paradise

I need to be out among my own

Those special little creatures

Characters thriving in my mind

Magic & love are seducing features

Sitting low on the hedge

  
Sitting low on the hedge

Allowing the new sun to shine

Basking in the Springtime

Trading coffee for your Winter wine

As the sun rises higher up there

I know we can survive the rays

Discovering lost inspiration

Creative surge lasting through the day

I’m Still A Child 

 

I’m still a child

I don’t care for your haughty tones

Such an upright citizen

Plugged your soul into your phone

But I’m still telling stories of Neverland

I’m the Pan – crowing wild & free

Not living within your societal realms

I wouldn’t want you to forget I’m me

I’m Doing My Best

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I’m doing my best, can’t you see
Amidst the horrors of modern day
The ghost stories rising in the mind
The times when you’re in your own way
You grab at your head in pain
The frustration of structured expectation
Pressures of their unintended demands
Prompting proclamations of demarcation

Her Loveliness

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Her loveliness pressed against the glass
Chained by all my opinions
It is me who should be caged
Monster
I wish to free all that she is
Please help me to release
She’s a grown woman
A fine woman
At least could be
Someday

Stand Down, Sailors

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Stand down, Sailors
We don’t want you to infect
The others with freedom
Or anything we can’t inject
Your attitudes are contagious
They’d ruin our plans here
To keep the crew pensive
& living in complete fear
We have them programmed
There’ll be no resistance
Time to lay down your coins
Your souls at our utmost insistence

Lewis Carroll

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“The time has come, my little friends, to talk of other things

Of shoes and ships and sealing wax, of cabbages and kings

And why the sea is boiling hot, and whether pigs have wings

Calloo, Callay, come run away / With the cabbages and kings”

– The Walrus

 

I’m Not Your Reluctant Hero

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I’m not your reluctant hero
I’m nothing along those lines
Don’t think so highly of a fool
With your lips crumbling into your wine
Please don’t raise me up to be much
I’m not what you see with your eyes
A figment of an imagination’s dream
I’m lost within these warm Florida skies

I Never Said I Was Good At This

  

I never said I was good at this
I have no fancy training or school
I just close my eyes & spill my soul
Without any regard if it will be cool
I’m a bush league hack at my best
Wandering my way through eternity
Endless reams within your dreams
But I’ll never be a victim of your modernity

Crawling Away From Sudden Shores

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Crawling away from sudden shores
Locked away in anterior rooms
Sunlit beauties try to remain pale
Complexities of intimate bedgloom
Modern mermaids express themselves
Repelled by their former clamshell
Their silence betrayed the insane
Meeting up again behind the bandshell
Eastbound Portola around the curve
Writing hard to retain your shape
Lost in the Inner Sunset
Catching the N Judah to escape

Simple Words Resembling A Memory

  

Simple words resembling a memory
Your mind fallen into disrepair
Unable to recall her by name
We were infamous, kinda debonair
Forgotten all those sudden steps
The dramatic part of the birthright
Taking intimate reasons to be
Reality hitting hard in hindsight
Knowing where she was needed
Removed from the precise location
Often life wasn’t part of the plan
Though beauty found in the motivation

I’m A Guy

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Just because I’m a guy
Doesn’t mean I have it made
I’m not sipping Mai Tai’s
Naked in the shade
Burdened by responsibility
With no time for hesitation
Society & a Darwinistic slant
Death by expectation

I Just Want To Love You

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I just want to love you
With no drama or distractions
I want to focus on your desires
Us; & our primal interactions
I’ll write of our epic romance
How my forever feels on your lips
But until we can touch again
With anticipation you’ll drip

I’m Not Rich

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I’m not rich, cool or really any fun
But I’m honest – a Valentine not stamped Made in China
I’ll forever shout “You’re my only one!”
I want to get you naked & kiss your – lovely lips