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Week 526 ~ I’m not entirely sure what’s still left

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I’m not entirely sure what’s still left
ahead traveling this road so many
years the future doesn’t have the same heft
it once did the fact of mortality
casts a long shadow mysteriously
unclear about when the end will arrive
or how predictable or suddenly
gone the simple fact of being alive
no longer to be taken for granted
struggling in these uncertain times to be
fully engaged nurture the seeds planted
years ago or sprouting more recently
to be proud of the life I’ve lived so far
yet watch it go the final door ajar

Written by mairmusic

December 5, 2018 at 7:19 am

Posted in November, sonnet

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week 516 ~ single out a moment to remember

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single out a moment to remember
from all the days that passed before you knew
how a sudden rain could douse life’s ember
something to hold onto to get you through
an unexpected smile comprehending
nothing can possibly make time rewind
doors close as long lost adventures ending
knock vainly hoping still oh nevermind
life speeds up at the end without warning
there isn’t time to make a speech of note
play one more song to lure in the morning
night will consume you whole that’s all she wrote
and when it comes where will I be waiting
ticket in hand still anticipating

Written by mairmusic

October 4, 2018 at 8:20 pm

Posted in August, sonnet

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week 510 ~ a loon takes off flies across the river

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a loon takes off flies across the river
softly behind me I hear your guitar
this feeling of peace won’t last forever
nor can it be moved from where we now are
waves lapping the shore birds calling their mate
I’m cut off from the internet the world
set free from the emotions sorrow hate
envy anger at what the fates have hurled
my way here time stretches out seems to flow
ahead as one unbroken melody
with no place in particular to go
here sitting in the sun serenity
has become an easier place to find
as island breezes soothe my troubled mind

Written by mairmusic

August 6, 2018 at 5:27 pm

week 509 ~ happiness has put itself in mothballs

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happiness has put itself in mothballs
packed itself away pulled the covers up
over its head ignoring anxious calls
to reemerge shut down stuck in lockup
it sees no future place where it could bloom
dust dry fire ravaged cries of children
who are too sad to believe there’s still room
for it as the future unfolds not when
not if not how every day it searches
hoping to find a place to plant a smile
sorrow flows on unsteady it lurches
ahead invisible forgotten while
devious minds plot a future no one
wants life by money and power undone

Written by mairmusic

August 6, 2018 at 3:57 pm

Posted in July, sonnet

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week 500 ~ old lady trees in their youthful dresses

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old lady trees in their youthful dresses
pink and fluttery you can almost hear
them laughing at their brief finery as
errant blossoms blown loose scatter clear
the fences float high on a lazy breeze
before falling to carpet the sidewalk
once a year lovely we wait for the trees
to convince us that warmth is more than talk
that the exploding newness of color
has grabbed momentum that seasons have turned
pulling us outdoors where new life will stir
pushing forth green shoots whose names we’ve not learned
yet beyond the fierce cold of winter past
we stand taller breathe freer spring at last

Written by mairmusic

June 16, 2018 at 7:28 pm

Posted in May, sonnet

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week 498 ~ when the end is reached how are you to know

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when the end is reached how are you to know
that the obstacles are too great to move
ahead when do you finally admit you’ve
played your last card there’s nowhere left to go
how do you pack up heartbreak in a box
set it on a shelf walk into the arms
of disappointment once again alarms
sound but you carefully reset the locks
on the door of who you are so no one
can get past life’s once-breached defense system
no matter what intrigue accompanies them
your days of living dangerously are done
wrap self-pity in its cloak of darkness
walk away drop a match and torch the mess

 

Written by mairmusic

May 1, 2018 at 2:02 pm

Posted in April, sonnet

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week 484 ~ our words emerge and quickly disappear

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our words emerge and quickly disappear
into the realm of things forgotten now
like love or a shared history while here
we continue to try not knowing how
this will end reaching for what we can’t see
communication some impossible
intersection of our lives now as we
navigate the impossible maze full
of memories long extinguished how far
can we proceed until there is nowhere
left to go ‘til the journey’s too bizarre
to contemplate because there’s no there there
as you slip away as your wandering mind
unties the stretched-thin cords that used to bind

Written by mairmusic

January 28, 2018 at 2:37 pm