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week 642 ~ shake up the box that is our world

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shake up the box that is our world
we bounce inside directionless
ahead behind it’s all a mess
lost in the contradictions hurled
in lieu of facts false flags unfurled
won’t stop our future from sinking
in the muck ahead unthinking
compartmentalizing our grief
we walk on hoping for relief
knowing our prospects are shrinking

Written by mairmusic

February 11, 2021 at 1:07 pm

week 641 ~ pouring music in the top of my head

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pouring music in the top of my head
until it fills my ears blocking the sound
of what isn’t happening here around
me anymore the atmosphere is dead
and dampened spirits drift ever lower
causing my motor to run down nothing
inspires or engages far from spring
raw cold seeps through the cracks moving slower
I fear I may stall out and sit useless
it’s just a matter of time before rust
renders all progress futile who can trust
themselves to plot a future course to guess
how the world works its way out of this maze
where hopes flounder in a morass of days

Written by mairmusic

February 4, 2021 at 7:28 pm

week 639 ~ anesthetized we carried on

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anesthetized we carried on
sleep walking through grave disaster
awakened now can we master
the wreckage left behind he’s gone
but can violent words be withdrawn
can peace and hope return at last
and lies that left us once aghast
be rendered mute become harmless
inoculated can we bless
this day of change and heal the past

Written by mairmusic

January 24, 2021 at 12:29 pm

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week 638 ~ she is gone but here

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she is gone but here
we still remember
looking back a tear
she is gone but here
past another year
we’ve lived without her
she is gone but here
we still remember

Written by mairmusic

January 20, 2021 at 6:43 pm

Posted in January, rondeau

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week 637 ~ I dream a room full of friends

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I dream a room full of friends
where everybody’s laughing
I’ve no idea how it ends

as the arc of history bends
times ripe for photographing
I dream a room full of friends

some needing to make amends
shake off the tears life’s gaffs bring
I’ve no idea how it ends

demon pandemic upends
careful choreographing
I dream a room full of friends

who never did follow trends
now brought low by some daff thing
I’ve no idea how it ends

creativity depends
on how high luck’s bent staff swings
I dream a room full of friends
I’ve no idea how it ends

Written by mairmusic

January 20, 2021 at 3:32 pm

week 636 ~ stop being who you were

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stop being who you were
change into who you are
miracles won’t occur
stop being who you were
throw out the furniture
go buy a new guitar
stop being who you were
change into who you are

Written by mairmusic

January 11, 2021 at 1:39 pm

Posted in December, rondeau

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week 635 ~ I wish it had not happened in our time

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I wish it had not happened in our time
this pathway isn’t one we’d ever choose
but we are on it regardless of whose
nightmare valley boxed us in we can’t climb
out by sheer will stuck in a pantomime
of the life we were living when our muse
had free reign it does no good to accuse
while mourning hapless souls lost in their prime
so we trudge on and go nowhere staying
safely home as more lost days trickle by
redrawing roadmaps as music playing
evaporates and make us want to cry
out in frustration as patience fraying
releases fading hopes in one long sigh

“I wish it need not have happened in my time,” said Frodo.

Written by mairmusic

January 8, 2021 at 5:47 pm

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 631 ~ clipping branches

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clipping branches
and raking leaves
take no chances
clipping branches
time advances
as we all grieve
clipping branches
and raking leaves

Written by mairmusic

December 5, 2020 at 3:23 pm