Life

Life is what you make of it
Golden dreams or piles of shit
Open minds propel good thoughts
amidst the tangled, sleepy knots
Whisper of the one you love
Call to her and touch the dove
Hold a tender, fragile hand
Glide and sing while in demand
Why must one believe it all
Listening to an ancient call
Crumbling with unaltered dread
falling from the words I’ve said
Don’t conceal your witless realm
Let it shine, preserved on film
May it spark and blind the world
Wave your banner, fly unfurled

Michael J. Dwyer 2003

Life

mikeyd

Joined October 2008

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A poem about life

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