A freakin poem.

  Days gone by

  Wells gone dry

  I sit and write

  Lost in the moment

  to the moment 

  for a moment

  tried and true

  improvised…despised

  lost along the way

  by the way

  which way

  spices of life

  Days gone by

  Wells gone dry

  I sit and write

  waiting for my moment

  waiting for the moment

  wait for it…***moment***

  Now for a new

  lean and mean

  refined…realligned

  A different way

  by the way

  which way

  rewards of living

  spice of life

  Days gone by

  wells gone dry

  I sit and write

  myself at the moment

  a selfish moment

  strong in my moment

  wretched and blue

  estranged…maligned

  Another way

  by the way

  which way

  again alive

  rewards to live for

  spices of living                                                                                                                                           

  Days go by…

                                                               Photo via:JLEck

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  • raman13 on Aug 21, 2009

    good

  • giftarist on Aug 26, 2009

    Nice entry..I got chuckle in your description..thanks for sharing

  • diamondpoet on Oct 30, 2009

    I really like your poem it was an interesting read.
    Thanks!

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