Watching from a distance
As they pass on by
Some stroll , some saunter
so casually
They make me wonder why.

Why they can’t pick up the pace
Content to take it slow 
No interest or ambition
Nowhere they need to go.

Loves to watch, not wonder
Stands idly alone
Staring into blank grey walls
Or floors made out of stone.

The sloth, the snail, the ogre
Reminds me of a troll
Marking time , meandering
Each conflict takes its toll.

They drag their feet, their faces drawn
No sparkle in their eyes
An empty core, all that remains
There’s nothing left inside.

They stagger in resentfully
Disheveled  and unkempt
Angry, poised to stand their ground
Consumed with vile contempt.

A life of scorn and heartache
Beseeched  by mockery
A lonely cold existence
In need of company. 


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Too little time, so much to say
It really isn’t fair
It hurts to watch you suffer so
To see you lying there.

I watch and wait, I pray to God
Hoping things will change
But nothing seems to come to pass
It all remains the same.

The lines, the wires and all the tubes
They say it won’t be long
I know that you have tried your best
But, things have just gone wrong.

I hold your hand, so cold and weak
There’s nothing I can do
I feel so sad, so hurt inside
Wish I could rescue you.

Memories of you and I
Pass across my mind
All the things I didn’t say
When I had the time.

Fifty years have come and gone
The good times with the bad
It’s hard to be without you now
I feel so lost, so sad.

They say that what you need is rest
That I should go back home
But it’s so hard… all by myself
To be there all alone.

As I watch you lying there
Struggling for each breath
I know it’s time to let you go
But I just can’t, not yet.


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Liars, thieves and takers
No honor amongst men
Where is their sense of integrity?
They lie time and again.

Blindly they will follow
No regard for laws or rules
Ignoring The Constitution
A slew of blithering, ignorant fools.

All about the money
Their lobbyists, their seats
They will do most anything
To be with the elite.

All the lies and trickery
The schemes behind closed doors
Always an agenda
That’s what they’re looking for.

They’ve sold out to the devil
Members of the trumpster’s cult
No honor, pride, or loyalty
No concern for end results.

They’re stripped of any decency
Can’t believe a word they say
Misleading and despicable
Never thought I’d see this day.

America, our country
Home  of the loyal and brave
Now led by partisan law breakers
Oh what a mess they’ve made.

They’ve given into pressure
Led down the golden path
Promises of wealth and fame
A life of lies and graft.

It’s now up to the people
Take to the polls, the streets
Stand up, speak out, and tell the truth
Take back your sovereignty.


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Out on night maneuvers
He hits the clubs and bars
Some take the train from Jersey
Some head over by car.

He scans the room for takers
The naive and vulnerable
Gets missile lock, then makes his move
On the sweet and gullible.

Wanna dance? “Sure”, they say
They’re victims of his charm
They’re dying to go home with him
No need to twist their arm.

Only the successful
No time for non achievers
Money is his prime concern
Professionals are keepers.

Mirroring and love bombing
The tricks… tricks of his trade
No chance of turning this around
No chance of being saved.

They will gladly follow
Do anything he says
His goal and prime objective
To get them into bed.

Once they fall, and fall they will
In love and lust with him
He’ll do…just what he always does.
He’ll turn his back on them.


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The quiet of morning
Few cars passing by
The dew on the awning
The wait of sunrise.

Alarms begin sounding
Still sand in your eyes
Time to wake up
The sun will soon rise.

Coffee now brewing
Shower and dress
Time to get going
There’s no time to rest.

We start a new morning
With plans for today
The hustle and bustle
Too soon on the way.

Pause and reflect
A moment to pray
A peaceful calm morning
Begins a new day.


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Promises forever
Love that never dies
Words so easily  spoken
Were nothing more than lies.

Cajoled, tricked and maneuvered
Led down the garden path
Looking at your photograph
I still can hear you laugh.

Innocent and trusting
Never thought you’d walk away
Foolishly I believed
Every promise that you made.

Holding on to memories
Elusive and obscure
Time has a way of taking
Everything that once was yours.

Shattered and abandoned
Forsaken left behind
You are a mere illusion
You were never truly mine.


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The morning dew upon the trees
Birds wake from restful slumber
The sun is just about to rise
The sound of distant thunder.

The forest begins to come alive
With chatter and with movement
The chipmunks skip and scamper about
There for their own amusement.

Nuts and berries, worms and snails
Breakfast snacks for some
Grasses, plants and flowers bloom
The day has just begun.

The ducks and frogs sit near the pond
A peaceful place to gather
You’ll find a doe, a fox or bear
One by one, or altogether.

In the evening before dusk
The creatures settle down
Hidden in their burrows
Some far beneath the ground.

A good night’s sleep, too soon to wake
They close their eyes and dream
There beside the waterfall
Next to the clear, blue stream.

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