Clean Page
White on white is all the rage,
nothing prettier than a clean page.
Where one can start over,
with the wisdom of a sage,
where one can start over,
start a new age.
Leave the clutter of verbiage behind,
the twitter and texture of whimper and whine.
The incessant roar of nonsense chat,
the picture me this and picture me that.
What's love got to do with it anyway,
the lady sings to show us the way.
Silly mood swings and saccharine lies,
wasting time while precious time flies.
Time to start over with a clean slate,
it's easy to do and never too late.
Check your ideological point of view,
is it someone else's or is it you?
If it's someone else's, time to reflect,
write on that clean page a reality check.
Is "follow our cause" what you want to do?
Or is it that you really want a new you?
So get busy today, on busy in your life.
Who needs aggravation? All that strife?
Start over clean, and start over right,
start over clear, start day or start night.
But do start over, on that clean page.
You'll feel a great burden lifted,
and younger than your age.
You'll feel free for thinking and creating,
your new life. Cut that umbilical cord,
with your thoughts and words like a knife.
Write your own story as you go along,
Sing as you write. your own tune, your own song.
Nothing can stop you after you're free.
You will fear nothing and love all you see.
So what's the holdup? Don't hesitate.
Erase that hard drive, before it's too late.
You've only got this precious life to live,
time's flowing through it like a sieve.
Start over today and make a breakthrough,
tomorrow, refreshed, you'll wake up a new you.
Copyright 2015 © Ronald W. Hull
7/18/15
Well said, Ron!
A well done poem too!
Thank s for sharing!
and find the Real You. An excellent write, Ron!
Always,
Deborah
hug
Kathy
Regis
I enjoyed this insightful poem. A clean page..a new day. Love it.
Love and blessings,
Linda
wasting time while precious time flies.
I agree, how many minutes do it take the spirit to leave the body and never return? Yep, time out for the non-sense.
Sandie
With the wisdom of sage. Refreshing poetry.
Lady Mary Ann
We just have to be able to make it to the car wash.
Dan F.
Your poetic words of wisdom should be embroidered, framed, and hung on a therapist's wall.
Love ya!
Jane
we are what we are,
but it's up to us,
to light our own star.
Michael D.
I think you need to gov this to a musical agent. I am sure it would be popular.