Awake II

Breeds a brand new way

Today I sit on the pinnacle of trust knowing that my poems will reach the masses

I look past all the critics who claim," Your not good enough to be a poet".

Put my thinking cap on and hold to the words of Tennyson and Pond.

Very often on Neopoet particular the critics can make you feel less then human.

Yet I'll stay true to the craft of free verse witing with poetry.

I admit I have a lot of flaws but I don't let those hinder me to be determined to become a successful writer.

Seek to become a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of poetry.

Lastly, remember where you came from but don't let that determine what will your future will become.

True art stay focused stay true to your craft.

love has a way

yet through a delicate haze

love has a way

Sisiter moon brother sun

onto a better new days run

we look within yet dream without

in columns of pillars let loose

share a brisk walk

could you talk the talk

out of a common stream

life is but a dream

a life to call you in

in days of dust

in God we trust

out of a common stream

hear the freedom bell ring

gives one rise to sing

Awake

the new day

bow your head to pray

wouldn't have it any other way

you got me in the zone

when i'm at home and alone

see the simple fawn out on the lawn

singing that same old song

vibrations to temptations

the applause of reflection

leaves you second guessing

best to be start professing

linger in the moment

having fun & enjoyment

choose to salute the flag

remember the cost

some may go before the toss

it maybe their loss

awake

the new days dawn

Mary sings her final song

don't turn your rights to wrong

Remember when you were young

never hurting anyone

out their on their own

looking for some fun

to dream of flight of fancy

gone are the days when Sid with Nancy

wandering

take control of your tongue

life is but a dream

eating delicious ice cream

sipping on Jimmy Bean

causing a horrific scene

it's in the parting of the waves

eating with a silver spoon

in the late month of June

best to go & clean your room

some are being thrown to the wolves

run to the hill

dazzle with your way on MTV

living out your legacy

come and sit next to me

falling stream

peeps do scream

we are made up with many molecules

a couple of screws loose

the devil is prawling the internet

have you taken the time to forget

this is not the teaching of the new age

nor of the occult

You don't like what you see ?

change your hearts & imagination

life is what you make it

so don't try to fake it

awake

we look toward each philisophical premise

through the journey of the day

what was going on inside your head

the devil wants to put bad images in your mind

he robs from the blind

there are better days ahead

what kind of image do you have inside

we all want to run away and hide

blown to & fro

bust up the beat to promote its tempo