Allow fresh illusions to color your world
When times are rife and toes don't curl
Open up the creative flow
Watch the colors come and go
Most of all enjoy the time
Allowed to win when your head isn't bowed
Afterall we win most when we salute with an energy toast
The grays that make us melancholy
The shadows of a winsome folly
The parts of learning that is pain
Can catapult us all the same
Life is a path we make ourselves
We bolster it with pains we've felt
To create in us better days
When creative juices come into play.
a clever and creative write; enjoyed this, susan! (((HUGS))) and love, your texas friend, karen lynn. :) (((HUGS)))
Reviewed by T. Emilie Dybevik (Reader)
Reviewed on June 2, 2003
When I don't think of writing something, it just happens. When I worry all of the time about pumping one out, it never comes. This was awesome and I did gain something by reading this.
Thanks,
Teresa
Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
Reviewed on June 2, 2003
Your work is always outstanding in rhyme and flow.
These song lyrics and art are tales, tides and twinkling lights - tunes telling stories of warmth and sun, city and sand, paths that lead, and the coins we can keep in the Karma Bank. Spirit's been bypassed for sorrow, dreaming of a better tomorrow .
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When I don't think of writing something, it just happens. When I worry all of the time about pumping one out, it never comes. This was awesome and I did gain something by reading this.
Thanks,
Teresa
Excellent! Inspiring write for me! I also been reading Mr.Kogen!
I now know why You write so darn great. Thanks for the tip!
yf
tony:)
hmm that is wisdom that flows well withn the rest
May Lu $*_*$ a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)
very creative
Excellent write.
William
William
this is flowing in creative
verses and imagery beautiful
Peggy