Poetry F-P

Faith
Fake Fur and Falacies
Feeling like a Yo-yo
The Fifth of July
Fingerprints
Fire Distinguishing
Fresh Start
From Stuck to Free
Fruit of Labor
Grand Kids Here's a Story
Green Eyes of Love
Have Faith
Heart Carved of Driftwood
Her
Him
In the Moment
Independence
Jumping To Conclusions
Lampshade Trees
Learn from the Pain
Let it Rain
Life is a Moment
Life, Death, and New Beginnings
Live
Love of Life is Blind
The Lord Leads
Love Restarted
Made to Last
Missing Home
Mistakes
Mourning Freedom
My Might Is Love Steadfast
Paradigms
Passive AGGRESSIVE
Peering Through the Hourglass
Pretty Like a Flower
Puddle of Pain

Faith	Top
This cannot last forever This cannot be my life I know I'll get out of here Despite my current strife It will not be much longer I have faith in God above To fix me and restore me With his healing love

Fake Fur And Falacies	Top
Dancing to the strings The puppet master pulls; The man behind the curtain Pacifies and lulls. There is a fork in the road, Coming at me full speed. To the right, stringent straight, To the left, curves I need. The sign the scarecrow holds, Points both ways, two ways to go. But I'm flying through the air on a bike, Wicked-witch-of-the-west-like. The tightrope walkers think, They are so high, so high above me, Looking down, the only way they can see, But if they knew what I've been through, Maybe then they'd understand, That I have given all I can, And I'm turning left, Will you hold my hand? While I turn the yellow brick road silver, Because there's not enough gold, To make me do what I am told, to fit a mold. Their rope is so high and so right, But I can so fly and in flight, Here I go, I'll follow no path, I'll gladly take conformity's wrath. I live my way or no way. My life to live will be to play. The game you call my life is here to stay. I choose to lose, to have fun while I play, I'll be no puppet, so that's my plan. I'm no orthodox gingerbread man. Fake fur and fallacies follow the flow, Flow of tightrope walkers, wobbling as they go. Thinking, doing, saying as they are told, My mother must have made me, From a broken mold.

Feeling like a Yo-yo	Top
Feeling like a you-yo, Bouncing up and down, Here and there a smile, Now there's just a frown. Nihilism fills my emptiness, Boredom, Apathy, Hate. Anxious for the future. Have been since i was 8. So screw you charismatic fools, And screw all you smooth-talkers, I'm scared and nervous all the time, I'm just a death row walker. Waiting for my turn to die, Too scared to try success, I'm insecure and never sure, I'm weak and I confess. Confidence chokes my ego, Guilt holds me down. I'll never amount to anything, This yo-yo is down with a frown.

The Fifth Of July	Top
The American flag waving in the summer breeze at you and at me busy, full of life never stops say hello. Watermellon rinds and used firecrackers settle into the dirt while kids play on baseball diamonds. Jet planes soar train cars roar past whistling the Star Spangled Banner in an industrial manner.

Fingerprints	Top
The past is meant to learn from Shaping us from what we were To what we have become Lost in intemperance and lure We lose sight of our purpose And need to recall God's hands have formed us His fingerprints are on all

Fire Distinguishing	Top
There's a flame in my heart, Since we've been apart, That itches and burns, Flickers and churns, But no matter how hard I try, I cannot get this flame to die. When left alone a flame will die, But no matter how hard I try, I still stir the wood and ashes too... Yep, I'll always be in love with you.

Fresh Start	Top
Let's start things over Learn from the past But move onward Let's make things last Let's start things over Let's see where things go Make no expectations We'll go with the flow Let's start things over Work out our pain Take things one day at a time Weather the rain Let's start things over With more time apart Let's grow together With a fresh start

From Stuck to Free	Top
Trapped and strapped down At the moment I'm stuck But the future is open To good grace and good luck I'll not be here forever I can change the path I walk Accepting spiritual direction And listening before I talk

Fruit of Labor	Top
Peace of mind For human kind Lies behind Labor's rind

Grand Kids Here's a Story	Top
Missile Pigs of Bay, Cold warming war, Oil dollars of care, Life is here to spare. Spill a penny, Spike a strike, With mustard gas, Agent Orange, Gulf war syndrome, Service Sacrifice. Bright light of night, Shining air strike, Flag waving goodbye to glory, Grand kids, here's a story...

Green Eyes of Love	Top
Every time I look at you Love in your eyes is shining through Like green grass under dew It's always there without a cue Plentiful--your love for me Is more than what the eye can see There for me in times so tough Your eyes have never gotten rough Over three years of ups and downs Never have those eyes shown frowns Bright and inquisitive they peer Always feeling forever near But at times you hide behind Eyes that conceal the very mind I love so dear and inside fear You'll never make completely clear And every time you shy away I wish there'd be something more to say Knowing you have your reasons why I sometimes wonder who am I To push and prod and try and try So I give you space-- Just with a sigh I cling to what I know and love Surely sent from heaven above I want to know you even more But do not mean it as a chore So time will pass and as we grow I pray to God you'll let me know What's deep inside, so pure and fine? What's mine is yours... Can yours be mine? Of course there's fear of being hurt And in spite of being curt I say to you please let me in Behind those great green eyes-- Within.

Have Faith	Top
When the road seems long And the end's not near Be sure of one thing Do not give in to fear Hold your faith firmly Believe God will help you out Because there's two things That hurt faith: fear and doubt God's always there for you He loves you always and forever He never leaves you alone You'll get through this endeavor

Heart Carved of Driftwood	Top
Sprinkled water of fountain youth, A green sprout awoke, wet and new, Hidden in shade under grassy dew, Firm roots held her as she grew. Stretching toward the smiling sun, Sapling strengthens and makes fun. For having Seed-n-Soil's care, Safety guards her fragile hair; Hair of branches forming right, Needing only loving light. Until angry winds twisting, Screaming loud a freight train's sound, Rattle her sleight frame around, Rip her roots up from the ground. Tiny Tree still has her roots, But Seed-n-Soil have disputes. Try hard as one will but can't Force a sapling to replant, In strange soil far away, Where she's too scared to play. Blown across a river bed, Tree slouches her heavy head. Just as buds form to flower, Shy, timid, tree must cower. Living through a harsh springtime, Tree has learned to never settle, Cruel winds may always meddle, As they did when she was little. A new soil for her seed, Punctured for syrup Sap bleeds. When the sweet syrup is all gone, No longer of any use, The winds pick up again, Forcing the tree loose. Throwing Tree across the river, And over the mountains, She starts to shiver. Raining hard, and one by one, Leaves fall off frowning down. Stripped bare with nothing to wear, Tree has a frightful affair. So recall the soil that took care, Of everything, even her crazy hair. So with the wild wind blowing, Her hair is slightly flowing, And back over the mountains, And swimming in the river, Across the river to her bed, Is a comforting soil remembered, Tree can lay down her weary head. The once-green wood, rotted and dried, Floats back and forth across the river, A ghost of a lively tree that died. Going, but never knowing-- Where she will be happy, Or which way is her home, To and fro forever to roam. Drifting wood forever travels the river, From the ghost Should've-Could've-Would've, Been better, been bigger, been good. Floating down that foggy river, Is a heart carved of drift wood.

Her	Top
She's thin like a skeleton weeping. She clings to the past like a blanket of solace. The dirt beneath her finger nails is never quite washed away. Her thick waxy hair flows like a river of tears. And lost she looks around recognizing only fears. Scared of tomorrow, today, and yesterday; Scared of the time passing; Scared it will never go away. Her love is scattered like the faint freckles on her face Her fair skin longs for sun as she pines for love like the one love she can't erase.

Him	Top
He lives on the fumes of his austere existence Thick clouds of smoke taint his sunshine The spark of life has been suffocated by malodor of marijuana and he breaths it in everyday. Everyday his lungs are filled with mind numbing madness but he is not addicted so he says Clouds of smoke consume his strength choke his charisma overshadow his being.

In the Moment	Top
My memory's as empty as this blank page before me I smell of cigarettes and marijuana Sitting in a dark one bedroom apartment Blinds closed, muffled voices beyond and below If the white walls could talk they'd be too stoned to speak As my eyelids droop, I search about for a lighter It's 78.7 degrees in here yet outside is covered in snow Memories fade. It's best to live In the moment.

Independence	Top
Life is a winding path Every turn bringing Conformity's wrath But with independence One finds The turns and twists As the path winds

JumpingToConclusions	Top
jumping up to reach conclusions my legs are getting sore i'm happy being wrong the headache's all gone.

Lampshade Trees	Top
Like a lampshade the trees dilute the sun. Night's creeping up on the earth. Blotches of sunlight fade out. Another day's on the way.

Learn from the Pain	Top
There's no place like home Nothing can compare The comfort of my own bed The scent of fresh air The sounds of music The taste of good food The options and choices People that aren't rude When will I be back In a place I'll call home What will it take To gain freedom to roam Where will I go After leaving this place Why am I here Stuck in this stale space I'm here now behind bars Because I'm a criminal The public is safe from me My suffering isn't minimal I've made three mistakes Three strikes I'm in Who knows how long I'll be within But the moral to the story Is to learn from my pain To take something with me To never again regain The same problems To soar beyond my mistakes To set myself up to succeed To make my own breaks

Let It Rain	Top
The eerie shadows of dusk have fallen There's electricity in the air Storm clouds looming in the distance Let it rain like angels sobbing In the slowly floating sky above

Life is a Moment	Top
To be in a momnet To tie up all time Hold on to your spirit Let go of your dime Find the peace inside Let it saturate your soul Seal up all your anger Then just let it go Inhale goodness Exhale fear Smile from your heart Send sadness in a tear Wrap your arms around love Quiet that ticking thought Because life is a moment What's found is what's sought

Live	Top
Hot sun sinks into your skin Wind fills up your lungs Soft flower petals tickle your finger tips Cool water swishes in your mouth The music rocks your ear drums Soak it up It's called life Breath in the moment It's good to be alive.

The Lord Leads	Top
In times of trouble In times of need Set firm your faith Wait for His heed For all of us He's got a loving plan To take us onward Through this time span The Lord above In His glory and grace Leads us onward To a better place

Love of Life is Blind	Top
Dancing alone in the rain As some would call insane Free's the spirit and the mind Proving love of life is blind By living life to its fullest Once can realize but not see That life is a gift, a present, Without which we would not be. So dance to your own beat, Never lie. Never cheat. Sing to your own tune, And never believe your life Is in ruin. For there is always hope It's never to late to dream You can always cope And escape your current scene.

Love Restarted	Top
Like the center of a red red rose We are interwoven from our fingers to our toes Laying together watching tv Talking as you tap my nose Smiling together we grin Once again we begin To grow together And to grow within

Made To Last	Top
Your solid voice on the other end Lets me know you truly care Telling me you love me And that you'll be there Just to hear how your day is Or to know that you're okay Makes me smile broadly And helps me take on the day To hear your strong voice Tell me about your life Lets me know you love me Still despite my current strife While I've been locked up 139 long days and nights I'll be soon emerging To turn my wrongs to rights I love you and I miss you I can't wait to be with you once more Soon enough we'll be together And I envision we will soar Beyond our troubles Far beyond our past The future holds potential We were made to last

Missing Home	Top
I'm going to miss Thanksgiving I won't be home this year I'm going to miss the turkey And all the usual cheer I'm going to miss the people My family is special to me I'm going to miss the food And all the fun that could be But I'll be there in spirit And in my heart will be felt Thankfulness for my family That could make any sadness melt And I'll be there in thought I'll surely think thankful thoughts too Because I know next year My wishes to be there will come true

Mistakes	Top
Mistakes are little teachers Sometimes big teachers Instructing us to change our ways To better ourselves To discover where we went wrong To find faith in divine intervention God is holding a map We need to ask for directions When we make our own way We run into roadblocks And from the foreplanned path we stray

Mourning Freedom	Top
Living in captivity My spirit seems to die Lack of freedom suffocates Within pain does character lie So though I may be struggling Though I may be feeling stuck In the end I will be stronger And fee with any luck

My Might Is Love Steadfast	Top
Seeing your smile in the air, It's the only one I've ever seen. Touching my face and my hair, You're more than a human being. These superhuman feelings in me, You've stirred from life inside. Caring so much it's scary, Yet I don't want to hide. Let's jump off a mountain, Float on a cloud in the sky, I don't care where I've been, I can look you in the eye, And sometimes it's ok to cry, Burning pain is fuel to fly. And I'll catch you if you fall, You're safe within my grasp, I'll hold on tight with all, My might is love steadfast.

Paradigms	Top
we look at this world with peepholes as eyes through stained glass windows

Passive AGGRESSIVE	Top
I GUESS I'M GOING TO HURT YOU I GUESS I MUST HAVE LIED WHEN I SAID I'D NEVER HURT YOU WHEN I SAID I'D BE YOUR BRIDE YOUR JUST A STUPID BOY SIMPLE AND PLAIN BORING AND INSENSITIVE DRIVING ME INSANE SO LEAVE ME LIKE YOU LEFT ME DON'T TURN ROUND AND SAY GOODBYE i might say i love you and i might start to cry NOT BECAUSE I MISS YOU NOT BECAUSE YOU'RE GONE maybe just to kiss you would fix whatever's wrong i need you to be here with me because you said you always would NOT THAT I EVEN MISS YOU IT'S JUST THAT SEX WAS GOOD

Peering Through the Hourglass	Top
Peering through the hourglass I catch a glimpse of time It stops just for a moment Silent as a mime Dancing rather mockingly Around my vanquished dreams Nostalgia creeps into my mind And tears it at the seams While once I was so winsome With each passing day Time stole my innocence And gave my youth away

Pretty Like a Flower	Top
Pretty like a flower Blooming in the sun, Tough like a boxer, Who has just won. With a smile that'd melt a glacier, And laugher rich with mirth, Her happy heart will heat your soul, Like the fire warms the hearth. Vivacious, fun, and full of life, Mature beyond her years, Her charm exudes allure abound, Yet her feet are firmly on the ground. Pretty like a flower, Blooming in the sun, Tough like a boxer, Who has just won.

Puddle Of Pain	Top
Tears are pooling up like puddles Under eyelids forming drops, And now my vison's blurry, But I won't let them go. I will keep them there. I will hold my tears, As I have for years, In a reservoir to persevere. Behind my eyes is an aqueduct, A pool of tears that never fell, A puddle of pain yet to rain, A deep damned frozen well. In the lukewarmth of sadness, Drops form and collect. In the heat of anger, The frozen well will break. I'll put no salt in my burns, Storing cheer in a tear. The flaming driftwood yearns, And my tears stay near. Flowing like a waterfall in a cave, Potent lake of pain forms above, The remnants of heartwood crave, Tears to save the love. Behind my eyes is a reservoir, A pool of tears that never fell, A puddle of pain yet to rain, A deep damned frozen well.