Leaving for the last minute is totally my style
And I usually can make it work
Then there is the time you know it is due tomorrow
Except it was due last week. Oops!
Leaving for the last minute is totally my style
And I usually can make it work
Then there is the time you know it is due tomorrow
Except it was due last week. Oops!
Been yanking on his face hairs since she was a wee little babe
Every day was a repeat of the last, and he loved every minute of it
And yet, one day she decided she was too old to do it anymore
Reaching for his own face hairs, he gave them a tug
Damn that hurt. It just wasn’t the same.
“Some heavy rocks you’ve got there.”
“Thanks, I’ve been growing them all my life.”
“Okay… growing rocks? Never heard of that.”
“No kidding? It’s all the rage. Ever heard of Stonehenge?”
“Everyone has… Wait, now that makes sense!”
Dramatic undulations littered the moving landscape
Under the constant onslaught of sun and wind
Never the same from minute to minute
Entropy hard at work
When they told her to calm down, she amped it up
If they told her to wait a minute, she went faster
Looking back was never an option; she just kept her eyes to the future
Determined was how she viewed herself, others thought she was…
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Evening faded into the background as he turned up the noise
Nothing special, just something to keep the world from invading
Outside he looked like he was just chilling out
Underneath he was boiling with emotions
Going to blow any minute like one of those geysers
He just couldn’t take it anymore. Soon the water escaped, but one drop at a time.
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Counting the pennies of each minute
Every one of them needed to be pried out of his arthritic hands
Never once did he give out his opinion easily
Two pieces of precious copper seemed two too many
So he hoarded his moments, his thoughts his treasure trove
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Begging for inspiration
Losing hope by the minute
Accepting defeat
Ho hum poem
Stories and photos from Scotland
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