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week 531 ~ the path leads onward

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the path leads onward
should I go or stay
my questions unheard

craving a wise word
I pause here today
the path leads onward

without me deterred
by unseen ghosts play
my questions unheard

success still deferred
caught up in the fray
the path leads onward

cut me loose you heard
me I’ll have my say
my questions unheard

like knives press inward
break free on my way
the path leads onward
my questions unheard

Written by mairmusic

February 6, 2019 at 10:08 pm

Posted in December, villanelle

week 515 ~ sometimes easy wins

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sometimes easy wins
not overthinking
as a smile begins
overlooking sins
one eye is winking

sometimes easy wins
the roulette wheel spins
if you’re not sinking
as a smile begins
ignore might-have-beens
dreams are lost blinking

sometimes easy wins
end up in dustbins
time’s always shrinking
as a smile begins
avoid luck’s tail-spins
raise glasses clinking

sometimes easy wins
as a smile begins

Written by mairmusic

September 11, 2018 at 4:11 pm

Posted in August, villanelle

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week 489 ~ there was a moment

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there was a moment
for restitution
but it came and went

before time present
lives set in motion
there was a moment

one magnificent
manifestation
but it came and went

mixed messages sent
amidst confusion
there was a moment

I couldn’t prevent
hardly worth mention
but it came and went

and now I resent
the dream’s implosion
there was a moment
but it came and went

Written by mairmusic

March 25, 2018 at 7:43 pm

week 487 ~ an incantation for spring

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an incantation for spring
wait in anticipation
‘til winter banished birds sing

teeter on faith desiring
days of warmth blue skies and sun
an incantation for spring

weeks turn to months lingering
cold distracts all hopes undone
‘til winter banished birds sing

songs that catch our ear ending
snow’s silent insulation
an incantation for spring

holding on ready to fling
windows wide still frustration
‘til winter banished birds sing

we see them in our dreams wing
their way north our fixation
an incantation for spring
‘til winter banished birds sing

Written by mairmusic

February 7, 2018 at 7:34 pm

week 485 ~ winter drags its chilly fingers

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winter drags its chilly fingers
‘cross the map of light returning
isolation darkness lingers

here no feathered warbling singers
disturb landscapes stark with yearning
winter drags its chilly fingers

rays in hand the sun would fling hers
out to free the frozen burning
isolation darkness lingers

poisoned ice thorns fatal stingers
pierce the heart of warmth unswerving
winter drags its chilly fingers

dreaming of change anything spurs
illogical hopes of spurning
isolation darkness lingers

our pleas in vain springtime defers
patience a lesson we’re learning
winter drags its chilly fingers
isolation darkness lingers

Written by mairmusic

January 28, 2018 at 6:43 pm

week 466 ~ when the world sounds like music

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when the world sounds like music
take a deep breath then join in
no matter what song you pick

you’re alone stuck in traffic
driving home from where you’ve been
when the world sounds like music

savor the moment things click
it’s one time you’ll always win
no matter what song you pick

happiness has no yardstick
no set place it should begin
when the world sounds like music

it passes you must be quick
to actuate your break-in
no matter what song you pick

you know you’ll land in the thick
of a landscape wide open
when the world sounds like music
no matter what song you pick

Written by mairmusic

October 13, 2017 at 4:52 pm

week 461 ~ there is no clear path ahead

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there is no clear path ahead
just closed doors open windows
could we but see where truth led

nothing carved in stone instead
hasty cyphers scrawled it shows
there is no clear path ahead

and where could reason have fled
critics strike a somber pose
could we but see where truth led

the future arrives with dread
hanging on lost in the throes
there is no clear path ahead

I trip lose hold of the thread
facts shift dreams superimpose
could we but see where truth led

now lies so easily spread
make order hard to impose
there is no clear path ahead
could we but see where truth led

Written by mairmusic

August 18, 2017 at 3:46 pm