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week 469 ~ perhaps I have been misreading the signs

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perhaps I have been misreading the signs
moving too hastily to conclusions
based on circumstances facts anyone’s
guess this mess of misdirection combines
paranoia and anger in a froth
of unknown duration much like whipped cream
that only lasts so long or a bad dream
or a candle that beckons a drunk moth
I flutter helplessly hooked soon to be
burned ripped hopes ride the rage out of my mouth
and I so long to hop a nightmare south
away from this truth or controversy
don’t think don’t talk but remember to breathe
you’ll ride out love’s storm like any disease

Written by mairmusic

October 15, 2017 at 5:11 pm

week 464 ~ as if the Mona Lisa came alive

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as if the Mona Lisa came alive
and politely asked for a martini
straight up explaining breathlessly no jive
it’s hard outrunning the paparazzi
extra olives and light on the vermouth
she settles in and tells tall tales about
da Vinci and the joys of misspent youth
you better pay attention or she’ll pout
but as you start to ask a question she
looks up perturbed and says it’s time to go
she still has an important date to keep
and you’re left wondering what that could be
poised on the edge of a dream who can know
what goes on beyond the borders of sleep

Written by mairmusic

September 18, 2017 at 5:51 pm

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week 443 ~ it enters through the backdoor of my mind

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it enters through the backdoor of my mind
music sneaking in plans to occupy
falling out of its pocket no use try
-ing to pretend it won’t win even blind
men see its power pushing me ahead
on a path I can’t help but follow though
it seems to lead where no one sane would go
I press on relentlessly nearly dead
on my feet who knows the reason for my
obsession with this quest perfection won’t
ever be mine but regardless I don’t
stop to read the reasons I shouldn’t try
for love and hope promise to purge my sins
completely as the melody begins

Written by mairmusic

April 18, 2017 at 8:30 pm

week 433 ~ no one can sleep through an apostrophe

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me-433no one can sleep through an apostrophe
woke me up scribbled it down pondering
what the dream meant let’s do it inferring
action it’s my responsibility
ownership the women’s march where we’ve drawn
a line in the sand thrown down hope’s gauntlet
they’re lying still but we’ll never forget
the disregarded facts we’ll carry on
fighting for our lives as we want to go
on living them ownership and action
it’s time we’re ready they’ve gone too far done
terrible things but there’s still time to sow
truth’s words like Johnny Appleseed along
our way our revolution’s roots grow strong

Written by mairmusic

January 27, 2017 at 3:37 pm

week 427~ pragmatically you let go of your dreams

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me-xxpragmatically you let go of your dreams
and hope they will hover somewhere close by
that’s not as impossible as it seems
adversity may teach them how to fly
and you’ll get to visit once in awhile
brush off cobwebs recalculate orbits
or if you have a moment maybe dial
their number listen to the phone ring it’s
hard to hang up but there’s real work to do
life heavy with responsibilities
rides your shoulders and owing others you
keep your head down perhaps the wise man sees
value in patience but don’t wait too long
to grab the wheel and drive your own song

Written by mairmusic

December 23, 2016 at 9:48 am

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week 420 ~ as I reflect on all that I can see

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me-421as I reflect on all that I can see
knowing there’s so much more invisible
now but poised waiting down the road for me
I toast the kindness of grace my cup full
of life’s bounty as it’s turned out to be
and I wouldn’t trade the incredible
sirens’ song that brought me here finally
to accept time’s gravitational pull
for love desire sorrow even pain
have gifts to share treasures that still remain
as my heart ever vigilant dreams on
tracing the faint line evidently drawn
by music long ago and far away
its mystery anticipating this day

Written by mairmusic

November 4, 2016 at 4:09 pm

week 415 ~ when the fat lady finally does sing

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me-415when the fat lady finally does sing
will you be ready for what happens next
or lost in a maze of doubts lingering
be derailed by inattention perplexed
to find too few optimistic choices
looking ahead to the distant side of
now past your option to turn back voices
of others muddle the air breathe let love
place a cool towel on your forehead and dream
of a future without regret you can
find a way through even when the odds seem
stacked against winning the hard race you ran
hear her song know that possibilities
abound tilt your face sunward feel the breeze

Written by mairmusic

September 23, 2016 at 6:23 pm