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week 633 ~ we’re tourists at the pandemic

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we’re tourists at the pandemic
staying safe at home while we are
cut off from what where who those far
away we can’t tell which one’s sick
or might be so we try to pick
a direction without thinking
walk straight ahead never blinking
lost without true maps to guide us
through we’re safe they say what’s the fuss
while all around boats keep sinking

Written by mairmusic

December 20, 2020 at 1:26 pm

week 632 ~ there lingers in a memory

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there lingers in a memory
those far away now gone from here
as if they still are waiting near
the phone to catch up we can see
them hear their laughter now slowly
fading from our mind’s ear then gone
dim mixed with other voices drawn
from dusk who never will again
walk through our door we pause but then
remembering we carry on

Written by mairmusic

December 20, 2020 at 12:27 pm

Posted in December, decima

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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

week 316 ~ I feel naked in front of the mirror

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me.316I feel naked in front of the mirror
of truth what exactly am I looking
for what more could I expect do I fear
exposure commitment what should I bring
to the table do I still have cards to
play as I stare down the void double check
the map the clock the appointment where do
I line up who’s waiting to stack the deck
in the dark as the world begins to spin
out from under my feet I jump something
catches my parachute the silent din
of waiting words which one the golden ring
I sit up drink in hand searching for rhymes
the damn muse just slaps you around sometimes

thanks to my friend Alec for the last line.

Written by mairmusic

November 7, 2014 at 1:51 pm

week 202 ~ the sign read one way but there was

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the sign read one way but there was
no other way that I could see
so I continued on because
the sign read one way but there was
a hint that once divine divas
had trod this wrong road right for me
the sign read one way but there was
no other way that I could see

thanks to Matt for the inspiration

Written by mairmusic

August 25, 2012 at 9:24 am

Posted in August, rondeau

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week 94 ~ in a country beyond dreaming

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in a country beyond dreaming
I awake with sleepy pleasure
believing that I’ve found treasure
in a plot too strange for scheming
I don’t look for hidden meaning
all bets are off I’m lost or free
or one with everything I see
it just depends on point of view
for I’ve stashed all that I once knew
between regret and memory

Written by mairmusic

August 4, 2010 at 10:27 am