Showing posts with label always. Show all posts
Showing posts with label always. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

Forever True



A whole lot can come from nothing,
I was living proof.
You're doing good if you got yourself
Four walls and a roof.

If you give up the time, your soul will play the song...
Do what you feel is right
And don't do nobody wrong.
Don't pay no mind to critics-
They'll say what they'll say,
You need to care more about your work
Than you do about your pay.

Be careful where you tread-
'Cause you'll always leave some tracks,
But if you take some wrong roads
Ain't no sense in looking back.

Watch the name you live up to
You might have to live it down-
'Cause once you start to fly,
It's hard to see the ground.

Don't let anyone tell you
Who you are or what you'll be,
Be your own man
And live your life accordingly.

Don't burn all your bridges
you might have to cross them again.
Make sure you know the people
and the crowd you're hanging in.

Anything worth doing-
Is worth doing right,
Including causing trouble
And picking out your fights-

There are only two things for sure-
One is life and one is death...
Make your dreams come true,
And You decide the rest.
(BGR 2003)


( Beau  7-14-82~7-26-03 "over there" .  Semper Fidelis...)

Wednesday, February 6, 2008

(a sparrow too)



Much has occurred between the beginning and the now...I've learned so much, forgotten too some lessons worth forgetting. But this I know and know too well, love never really dies- happily, sadly- hand in hand, it's gets us through the darkest times. So-with tremendous gratitude, with thanks of praise and acknowledgement...I find myself full. Good day to celebrate, to be alive- what a gift indeed. Take care-




As Prompted...

To be in some way distressed with myself
by words I must convey
a language I try to interpret
to others who do not say
such words as depth and beauty,
beyond or even blue-
Deprived are they
of poetry
so dim must be their view.
I try to speak of a writer's soul
but it's mine that I know best
and locked inside are secrets
at times-
most difficult to detect.
The key, I find, is experience
emotion(hardened or kind)
these I use to draw out the words
straight from my heart- not my mind.
There, I've tried to tell it all...
(or some of it anyway-)
A writer's soul, that of my own
so true and unafraid.





I've always had these wings and feathers
maybe even the strength to rise,
aware this day of one sure thing
-know please, you've helped me fly

And this name I try to live up to
(the one that gets me by...)
hints of wonderous things like feathers!
though singed- you helped me fly


and I'll cry again and cry some more
the tears have made me wise
too wise sometimes for a heart like mine
but still you urged me...fly

so fly I will and soar as well
for you and them and I
an eagle when I'm broken...
(a sparrow too), I fly