When I think about the past
The time goes so slow
When I think about the future
And all I want to know

All the places I should visit
All the ways I'd like to go
And I really must admit
That my height is a new low

In the world of evolution
Unfair retributions
Signed for dissolutions
Improbable cause

When I think about the feature
The time goes so fast
But I realize at last
That the real life will last

Forever
And ever
And ever
Forever

And ever

Poetry by Me

The clown just came in
Dressed in roses with a handwagon
Of red balloons and gin
Carressing children with sealess lagan

Clowning for his win
Chestnuts roasting by the fire
They all gathered around
As the flames kept rising higher

He told them stories
About the dragons in the sky
He stole their worries
And let them rise up to the dragons that fly

Up by the clouds in moonshine
The children all stared in aw
Then he brought out his guitar
And slapped the strings with his furry paw!

Out came sounds and riot bliss
And he screamed out loud "Can you handle this!"
And the children looked at him, starred, through the mist
He said "Little kids, you are all now dismissed"

But the children wouldn't leave
All but none they would all stay
As the music screamed into them
And swept the mist away

Their thoughts were clear as crystal skulls
The sea was wide yet the clouds were dull
And they all screamed out for the anguish contained
They all screamed out to the sea without name

And the sea responded with invorceful force
The waves came churning without remorse
And the wind it howled, but the guitar did so more
Aloud like a tiger it roared in a choir

They rose with the riot, higher and higher
The dragons spit flames, fire and fire
A vortex of flames circled around them in wires
And grounded them back to the beach

They awoke the next morning, all with aching heads
The clown he had left them, the clown he was dead
Surrounded by a pool of thick and lucid red
Blood, and his guitar it was missing

Poetry by Me

Don't move!
Hands up!
I got you arrested!
You'll be in for questioning!
For drugs and alcohol tested!
For the children you molested!
A neat yearly number of nine!
And to the people who protested!
A twohundred dollar fine!
When you're out of time!
I hope you'll have realized!
That there is so much else!
To life!

Poetry by Me

I have a red eye
I have a left red eye
I have a red eye
And I wonder why

I have not hit it
I don't have dust collected
I must admit it
Has me quite disconnected

From other thoughtal patterns
All on my mind
Is why my left eye is so red
And if I may go blind

Though I don't think this
Thus is the case
I do worry about this red eye
Placed on my face

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When all is futile
And all else fails
It's time to let go
Let the wind bring hail

Let the wings spin sail
Let the sales slay arrays
Let the waves in the ocean
Make our ship sway

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I'm down to Earth
Down on the ground
I walk around
Round and round

I'm onto bevel
I found my pound
I knocked him down
I stole his wallet

Wisdom is not
Its name
It is what you chose
To call it

It appears
If you are sane
It dissapears
With the morning

So feel the sun
Upon your arms
The silent rise
The endless calm

Don't be alarmed
Don't be afraid
This is not death
This is just - a day

Poetry by Me

Let the rift lift you up
Up over the mountain top
Up over the cliffs that drop
Up over the drifts that rock

Let the rift lift you up
High over the mountain edge
High over the fallen henge
High over the rising stones

Let the rift life you up
Into the sun in the sky
Into the clouds that pass by
Sit by the birds that there fly

All, and Alone

Poetry by Me

I quote a written
Quote I wrote
Two boxes of kittens
And loafs or notes

Poetry by Me

The night was dark
The day was bright
I think I saw
Think I saw light

It came from a circle
High up in the sky
But this circle vanished
As this day passed by

It threw upon us darkness
Behind us it crept
And it grew as the circle
Over the sky swept

And when it slowly vanished
Behind the worn out hills
The darkness that was banished
Crept out! And swallowed us all!

And there it is still, standing, demanding
Draining us of all hope.

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They try to fly and they all die
A million times
They tried and fried in chairs up high
A billion times

They try so hard yet lie in lard
A trillion times
They rise and slice their foes like ice
A zillion times

Yet they will never get nowhere
Get there when they all just stare
Stare ahead and let life pass
Waiting by the hourglass

Walk right past with hate to eye
Hate in their eyes they walk with pride
They don't slow down or step aside
They walk right on until they collide

With the eventual wall standing there tall
Blocking the free air making them fall
Yet they all stumble back up on their feet
And they don't ever, admit they've been beat

So they attack the wall again with all that they've got
Bash their fists so bloody and they all suffer a lot
And in the end them and their friends end up in the same spot
Where flames rise high and lifes pass by and the weather is so hot

Some of the people miss the wall with just inches to spare
And they keep walking through their life with limits everywhere
But right infront of them it seems the road is always clear
Around the world they walk with words no human dares to bare

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