Another Day

Time is not the ceilings fortress blocking us from fancied flying
Feeling blue, the summer sun is purple through those plastic shades
Skulduggery searching for dinosaur bones then
Throw away the paper landscape soiled by written thoughts

Flounder - in the intercourse when words combine
Writing - but sometimes words cant do it justice
So lets throw it all away and paint a rainbow with my tears
Lets throw it all away and let this sunset disappear

Water drops like azure drakes float through my weary mind
they shimmer frozen solid under the lake house
From the past I conjure lackluster and shine it into gold
Its true that origami lives always unfold

Falling - see this heart is slipping down my sleeve
Painting - myself into a corner once again
Lets scream for joy and stamp through with our muddy feet
Lets kiss the world and give a toast to our defeat.

Lets celebrate the past.
Lets celebrate the past.
Let our honeyed amber eyes gaze to distant lands
And hold the past at a distant arms reach
Lets kiss the moon and send it on its way.
I think its time we saw another day.

Sojourn Today

I wrote this a while back on my old blog. Talked with Taraz and thought to myself how applicable the poem is today. Plus, i like the style and its simplicity.

we are always in hurries to get what we want
in time we find time was the cost of the search
sacrifice leaves for rain and for snow and then
the ice we wish for in lemonade we lost for the heat

i dare not i think not i never do know
if wainscoting walls in february
can save me from the wall paper in january.
a year disappears in the time in between

i call some friends mondays
cause they're always beginnings
others are tomorrows
cause they're unknown to me

to trade monday for tomorrow
would surely be mad
if you need today
to make tomorrow just fine