The sun

The sun will once again rise

It seems to once a day

In its own glory

                                                                                                

I learned the sun actually

Never rises or sets

It stays constant

Never turning away from the earth

                                        

It is the earth that turns away from the sun

So we may feel the cool of night

Before returning to the bright of day

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Valley Forge Poem

I march through the valley

Of white sleet and brown filth

Without stockings or shoes

My blistered feet aching with desire

I march opened toed

With the rest of these farmers

With my brothers and foreigners

My feet burning with great necessity

I march through the cloud of grapeshot

Screams and silence

Without a uniform

My feet warm with fallen blood

I march to face the king

To tell it to his face

That we may be just peasants

These farmers are free

Shoot us with your bullets

Hit us with your cannonades

Spill our bodily fluid on the ice below

May our feet turn black with cold

I march for my children

I march for my independence

I march for the world

May I live free

Or die

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A Poem a Day

Today I sit down to write

A mediocre poem

If it could be called a poem

I did not sleep much

Last night

Rest has been eluding me

I pump coffee thru my veins

So much for inspiration

I am on the road

Doing what must be done

To keep my head above water

I like the drive

All that are born shall die

But are all that are born live?

This seems to be a theme

I try to write about

Since I write a “poem” a day

May be tomorrow

I will be inspired

I will probably write about the fourth

Tomorrow is the Fourth of July after all

I can’t promise it will be any good

Thank you for reading

My mediocre poems

That I write

A poem a day

Here is the daily poem

I will try to do better

Yoda would have a problem with

That phrase

He would say do

So tomorrow

I will do better

Or I wont

I enjoy expressing myself

I enjoy the fact that this may be read

I wish I had something more to offer

Here is my

Poem a day

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Airline Fantasies

I rubbed your belly

And softly placed my hand                                                  

On your white garment

I got inside your heart

And played with your controls

Softly I whispered in your ears

You stole my heart

And taunt me with it every day

You are always around me

Singing in the skis above

I made a promise that day

A promise that I have broken

I let fate lead me down

The blue of the blue river

I never thought to act

So here I am

At the delta training center

Always knew I would get there

Did not think it would be like this

I still love you

I look thrugh my trucks bug reflected windshield

Just to see your sleek fuselage

         

I unroll my window just to hear

Your songs of journey and speed

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Some day

Some day

I will get back to you                        

Some day

Hurt Haiku

Everyone I know

Fades away in the end

What have I become

( Poem based on hurt by nine inch nailes)