To: bentfeather
Sometimes it so hard
doing the day to day
when the world ups and hits you
just when you think your ok
there's dues you gotta pay
no matter what you try so hard to do
and so your left to feel fey
play'n what's dealt from life's cards
301 posted on
07/24/2006 9:56:06 PM PDT by
WayzataJOHNN
( Poetry is the jazz of words, laid down by a feeling soul.)
To: WayzataJOHNN; starbase; Lady Jag
The mundane and the madness
if we had nothing, but joy
would we be satisfied?
We would grouse about all the joy
the human condition demands some
down time to enjoy the blues
the everyday blandness of ordinary life
cause, we humans can't take too much,
mundane, too much joy, too much of poor,
we're fickle as a fleeting breeze
looking for good fortune on every little wind ripple
We need a certain quest for adventure in our souls
that keeps us green to look in those little treasure coves
for the little gems buried neath the silt, we sift
going through everyday life.
bentfeather (c) 07.25.05
To: WayzataJOHNN
Ain't that just the way it goes : )
313 posted on
07/25/2006 6:27:51 AM PDT by
stephenjohnbanker
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