Contemplating beauty…
Definition of Beauty
She’s become my definition of beauty
She was always hot
And I can’t repeat lots of the compliments I got
About how shapely
Her shape was
A dream
Then and now that’s still the same
But thru the years everything’s found a new frame
And seems
That because
Of all that she’s come to be
And has taught
Me. This and all that she is has brought
Me to see she is the definition of beauty
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Contemplating redemption…
Not Easy
Redemption’s not cheap
Doing right is not easy
A clear conscience sweet
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Contemplating nobility, or the lack thereof…
Trample On Conscience
Once more just the same
Men who trample on conscience
Soon get over shame
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku (Not Yet Published)
In pain and sorrow…
While My Face Smiles
My heart screams with pain while my face smiles
I retreat into hectic routine
But the act only postpones my trials
It is the pain that’s real though perhaps not seen
And life is not normal though to others it may seem
I struggle on tired and numb
Dazed. I still wish this was but a dream
I couldn’t imagine the emptiness losing that special someone
Why?! She was so alive, so young
Missing her stops me cold in my tracks
Hiding from the pain why I stay on the run
But my tears reveal the facade’s many cracks
Mama, Come Back…
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From – A Warrior’s Tears: A Book of Sorrow (Not Yet Published)
In contemplation of the fight…
Holding Him
The fighter will bow
But he needs teammates’ support
Holding him up’s how
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From – Short Thoughts: A Book of Haiku (Not Yet Published)
Of love and passion…
An Eternal Moment
If I move I will
End an eternal moment
Holding myself still
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From – Straight Thru the Curves: A Book of Haiku (Not yet published)
Of redemption, then love and commitment…
A Little Wild
She likes the bad boys
She likes the jazz and the thrill
Though that’s not worked out so well
But lecturing her to choose some nice guy is just noise
She’s been looking for a while
Though for what she’s not sure for she does need nice
But the thought of some nice boring gentleman is excruciating
Ever walking on the wild side his life has always been exciting
More than once in a while he’s been known to roll the dice
Yeah more than a little wild
And though women try reforming him he’ll not give up the wild ways or the toys
But incredibly loyal and he’s always treated his women well
She’s finally found what she’s needed you can tell
With this nicest of bad boys
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Contemplating heroes…
For Freedom
There are real people
Dying abroad for freedom
Sports heroes’ drivel
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In the fight…
It Would Be Done Today
At the time public officials did all that they could
As they should
No arguing over turf
Putting the people’s needs first
All jurisdictions sent aid
While bosses prayed
And they sent
Help that went
Where it was needed
Despite the dangers heeded
By the rescuers on site
Though they might be filled with fright
And by the bosses busting budgets
To them it was more than just counting widgets
For they had people to save
And it would be done today
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From – Bridges Don’t Fall Down: Stories From the I35W Bridge Collapse
In contemplation…
Excerpted from – Green It Sheds
Why doesn’t grass change to orange or red?
When the fall colors turn
To brilliant hues that burn
Gorgeous trees. What grass should do instead…
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