YOU ARE

You are... like the sun shine
on a bright spring day
that warms and refreshes
and melts the cold away.

You are... like a sun set
so beautiful to behold
that no words could describe
as it takes your breath away.

You are... like the leaves of autumn
with their awesome vibrant colors
so pleasing to the eyes
for me there are no others.

You are... like the moon at night
shining brightly in the darkness
sending forth it's light to bless
and delight all who gaze upon it.

You are...

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THE PLAY OF LIFE

There comes a time as the seasons change
that life becomes just like a stage
where truth becomes not what it seems
completely altered by every ones dreams

the player plays and the singer sings
but you have to wait to see what it brings
open the curtain to all kind of things
the actors act their way through all the scenes

Yes the play of life is out on the stage
so come on along it's all the rage
the play of life is out on the stage
waiting for you and me to engage

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I AM WRITING TONIGHT IN A PUBLIC PLACE

I am writing tonight in a public place
instead of at home in my lonely space
I ventured out tonight on Gods good grace
found some new places I have embraced
new sights and sounds and food to taste
and I am writing tonight in a public place

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PLAYING MUSIC ALL WEEKEND

Playing music all weekend
really blesses my soul
especially when what I played
is Blues & Rock & Roll !!!
It also makes my wallet
feel so much better too
playing all those notes
is what I just loves to do

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LOVE IT"S COMPLICATED

Love, It's Complicated...
Love, It's a mess...
Love, Sometimes I hate it...
Love, Sometimes it's the best

love begins and builds to the extreme
then gets up and flies away like the birds in spring

sometimes it's as hot as an August Summer day
then the next day it's as cold as a Polar bear at play

Love, It's Complicated...
Love, It's a mess...
Love, Sometimes I hate it...
Love, Sometimes it's the best

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MY RANDOM THOUGHT

My random thought
is not what I sought
it should be a lot
but has come to naught
even after I fought and fought
and brought what I caught
it seems that I have forgot
all I thought that I thought

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I MUST BE TYPING IN MY SLEEP

I must be typing in my sleep
on my laptop sitting in my Jeep
trying so hard in touch to keep
with all the friends I call my peeps

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I WROTE ME SOME WORDS

I wrote me some words
some of them did rhyme
I had just got going good

when I ran out of time..... ))-:


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SHIVER ME TIMBERS

Shiver me timbers
and tickle my keys
you ain't never heard
any other songs like these

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GIVE ME MY GUITARS AND GIVE ME SOME STRINGS

Give me my guitars and give me some strings
give me lots of blues notes and an amp that sings
give me a good song to play and I feel like a teen
don't be bothering me with any other boring routine

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I HEARD SOME GREAT LIVE JAZZ

I heard some great live jazz
with lots and lots of pizzazz
and a little bit of razzmatazz
so fantastic it was for awhile
it really made my ears smile
I am sure for at least a mile

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2010

This is my very first poem for the new year 2010
it's time to wipe the slate clean and start again
over and over the cycle of years go oh so fast
all of my new beginnings shifting to the past
but to start again anew is what I now must do
praying and hoping this will get read by you

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