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It’s strange how fast time goes sometimes. It seems like it was only this morning that I was writing the poem for Day 26. Funny how that works eh? Ah well, if I can get past this last blank page, I’ll have made my deadline. Let’s see what’s left in the bottle… shall we?

 

Lynn My Love

My love again you are the one,

I turn to in my need.

The inspiration for my life,

you are my muse indeed.

 

When I can’t think of what to write,

need only think of you.

And sure enough the blocks dissolve,

to let the words flow through,

 

I love you Lynn you are my life,

make all I do worthwhile.

The greatest gifts that I’ll receive,

are your love and your smile.

 

So thank you once again my love,

for all the joy you bring.

You are the Sun and Moon to me,

you are my everything.

 

Cheers, Winston

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Yay! Day 27 complete. Only three more to go before bed. Or maybe tomorrow. We’ll see how if there’s anything left in the old “creative juice” bottle.

 

Lost Youth

When we were young we did not think,

beyond the present day,

We lived our lives just for right now,

we knew no other way.

 

When we were young we had no plan,

we did just as we dared.

But now even the simplest task,

is planned for and prepared.

 

“What if?” is now our daily prayer,

our minds whirl round and round.

We’re robbed of fun and robbed of joy,

only our fears abound.

 

So take some time and think back to,

that younger, simpler you.

Think back on all the fun you had,

before stress made you blue.

 

Remember life before “What if?”,

when plans were for old folk.

Before your life got in your way,

like some bad cosmic joke.

 

So don’t make plans quite every day,

just let your heart decide.

And give your weary brain a rest,

let freedom back inside.

 

Cheers, Winston

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So I’m more than a little behind again. But I’m still in there trying. This is the first of five that I have to post to make the target by month’s end.

Write Until I Die

I am behind again I fear,

this verse is some days late.

I offer no excuse to you,

’tis naught but simple fate.

 

My intent is naught but the best,

but that is not enough.

The gap ‘twixt wish and will is wide,

and leaping it is tough.

 

But I go on and try once more,

that is the vow I’ve made.

I by this verse renew that pledge,

for poems I have made.

 

Though it is hard there is time still,

to honour what I’ve said.

For there’s still breath and life and I,

shall write until I’m dead.

 

Cheers, Winston

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I’m a big science fan and am fascinated by the drive to Mars and beyond. Excited to see what wonders I will see and dreaming of what lies beyond.

 

A Farewell To Earth

To travel far where none have gone,

and see what none have seen,

The sands of Mars, the asteroid belt,

to go where none have been.

To dream a future more secure,

than we have ever known.

Where all we are and ever were,

become like seeds wind blown.

And spread to other worlds so,

no single thing can end.

The human race on just one world,

no longer must depend.

But for this dream, this future us,

the present must invest.

Of people and in effort must,

give nothing but the best.

It won’t come cheap but even so,

this prize is worth the cost.

For if we stay just on the Earth,

one day all shall be lost.

Yes everything that makes us, us,

will pass and be forgot.

If we don’t start the process now,

to leave our small blue dot.

So build a colony on Mars,

one on Europa too.

And mine the asteroid belt as well,

there’s all we need it’s true.

Then when our sun grows cold and still,

on some far distant day.

Somewhere around some distant star,

someone will point and say.

“There is the star that gave us life,

the blue world of our birth.

Ten billion generations out,

Farewell to planet Earth.”

 

Cheers, Winston

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So, it’s day 24 and it’s a beautiful sunny day. The birds are chirping and you can almost see the back garden coming back to life after it’s long winter sleep. I absolutely love the Springtime.

 

The Best Season

The shining sun, the singing birds,

you almost hear things grow.

That sense of rebirth and of hope,

I love the Springtime so.

 

The squirrels racing to and fro,

go leaping tree to tree.

Majestic flocks of geese above,

are such a sight to see.

 

As every swollen stream and creek,

is spreading out of hand.

They bring their freight of silt and soil,

renew the very land.

 

The insects buzz from bloom to bloom,

as blossoms show their face.

And all of life bursts forth at once,

to run the vernal race.

 

Some people love the summer beach,

and temperatures that soar.

But for me this rush of life,

is something I love more.

 

Cheers, Winston

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So… here we are… caught up again for the moment.  I just have to figure out what to catch up with.

 

Creating Ghosts

We all carry our ghosts with us,

bits of our past that cling.

Of choices that we now regret,

that baggage that we bring.

The ones we hurt, the ones we lost,

the ones we pushed away.

Now every one is still with us,

within our minds they stay.

We think we’re free of all that’s past,

in that there is no truth.

We’re haunted by the things we’ve done,

the errors of our youth.

As we look back, more often now,

the view begins to change.

It fills with faces of the lost,

some known and some strange.

Then we begin to understand,

the difference that we make.

Face some regrets accept some blame,

wish life’s tests to retake.

But that is not the way this works,

what’s done is done and done.

We can just try to learn from them,

be kind to everyone.

And if we change, if change we can,

with kindness set our path.

Perhaps the demons of our past,

will set aside their wrath.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

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No real idea where this came from. Just started putting words down and let them take the shape they wanted. It’s no less true for all that.

 

My Truth

There must be some comfort in faith,

in knowing what is true.

In knowing if you walk the line,

good things will come to you.

To live a life of surety,

that in the end you’ll win.

If you just follow all the rules,

renounce your every sin.

I lack that faith can’t claim a space,

that’s reserved just for me.

Can’t claim to know the will of God,

I’ll have to wait and see.

So I live life the best I can,

and try to do what’s right.

I do not claim to know the truth,

pray sometimes late at night.

If something’s there, whatever’s there,

may hear my prayers or not.

The truth is this for me at least,

Sometimes I feel forgot.

I speak into the dark and wait,

and then make up my mind.

No answer ever came to me,

my own path I did find.

But maybe that was God’s great plan,

that I should figure out.

What’s right or wrong all on my own,

and overcome my doubt.

So I still talk into the dark,

think maybe something’s there,

But I still choose the path I walk,

and my own choices bear.

 

Cheers, Winston

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