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Thursday, July 7, 2016

Recollections of Regret

The stained whispers left me empty;
your words never fulfilled.
Like dusty memories on the floor;
each one swept out with time
but unfortunately, never forgotten.

If moments could always be chromatic,
but only rainbows readily comply;
if life were of such embellishments
then disappointments would be figments
but regrettably, they are all too real.

Life like time must march on
though the moments never fade;
lying in our pillowed subconscious
in futile attempts we try to forget;
forever etched in recollections of regret.

Copyright by NewLife2008

Monday, March 28, 2016


My vision isn’t what it seems
I try to focus but it’s a fight;
the light in my eyes have grown dim
now everything for me is a strain,
what I was sure of now no longer remains.

I don’t see it getting better
no matter what I try to do;
these problems won’t go away
since my world is blurry everyday
and these specs I wear are just for show.

I wish for how things used to be;
when my vision was clear and bright.
Things weren’t as bad back then;
wrong was wrong and right was right
and we knew exactly what to expect.

Soon everything will become dark
I know my future isn’t very bright;
what I see in my mind’s eye won’t matter
though I know this darkness isn’t forever;
it has to get worse before it gets better.

Copyright by NewLife2008


My cup of life
is filled with bitterness;
but I spit it out,
so I digress...

Copyright by NewLife2008

Sunday, March 6, 2016

My Torment

full metal jacket
nineteen and far from home
napalm, Agent Orange
LSD and always stoned
it never leaves me alone

Copyright by NewLife2008


alone with my rose
pedal by pedal she falls
her heart turned to stone
our love has turned into thorns
and bitter hostilities

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Wednesday, March 2, 2016


Fields of grain blanket the countryside
unabashed as they dance to the breeze;
catching the attention of everyone’s eye
reveling in the merriment they bring.

White tuffs that float away in the breeze
across the fields of a lazy summer’s day;
dreams and wishes stem from tiny hands
into the heavens they eagerly bequeath.

The benevolent sun gracefully acquiesced
we thankfully reply with strong backs
as we bow low cultivating with great pains
praying that the land will kindly repay.

As velvet colored skies pierce the horizon
a distant cry beckons them to the back door
they know exactly what mother’s calling for
little feet kick up dust, eager to comply.

The vestiges of the day no longer remain
as the sun closes her eyes and goes to sleep
the night lights of heaven brightly flicker;
only here in the heartland is where they reside.

Copyright by NewLife2008

Wednesday, February 24, 2016


myopic perhaps
but not by happenstance
one day is just came
never again to leave
my heart filled with fear
I can’t change the way I feel
so I must surrender
and there it remains.

Copyright by NewLife2008