Poetry For Everyday People
Warming Up By Poetry's Fire Place
Memories kisses seem
at times too close,
too vivid, as if we can
somehow change them, stop
time, stop air, jump back
fast and change them,
yet the only time machine I
have found this far I am
currently using to reach
you, and in very magical
times I can fix a few things
within me (maybe with you?)
words heal, words can
heal, words reach places no
drug can, words seep,
words simmer, words hurt, words
change minds, words fly off radar
and land where their needed,
when receiving words we must
choose which ones we need, in
what manner they are delivered,
take the words that make your
heart feel good, inspire you,
leave the ones that hurt where
you found them,
words in fortune cookies make us
smile and man I think what power,
what a good morning can do,
what a you look beautiful today can do,
true words are delivered by warriors, making
a stand in writing, backing their words in
writing, it's a contract of some sorts and
there's no going back on it,
and as a messenger I am careful about the
message, the best way for me to do that, is
make up nothing, give it off the chest, stand
on poetry's ladder and sprinkle rose pedals
on Love's hearts, stand behind poetry's bar and fix
you a drink, sit on poetry's stool and relate,
poetry's big pot of soup simmering, I stir as
if we were in bed sick and needing a hot bowl.
I think this ones ready.
at times too close,
too vivid, as if we can
somehow change them, stop
time, stop air, jump back
fast and change them,
yet the only time machine I
have found this far I am
currently using to reach
you, and in very magical
times I can fix a few things
within me (maybe with you?)
words heal, words can
heal, words reach places no
drug can, words seep,
words simmer, words hurt, words
change minds, words fly off radar
and land where their needed,
when receiving words we must
choose which ones we need, in
what manner they are delivered,
take the words that make your
heart feel good, inspire you,
leave the ones that hurt where
you found them,
words in fortune cookies make us
smile and man I think what power,
what a good morning can do,
what a you look beautiful today can do,
true words are delivered by warriors, making
a stand in writing, backing their words in
writing, it's a contract of some sorts and
there's no going back on it,
and as a messenger I am careful about the
message, the best way for me to do that, is
make up nothing, give it off the chest, stand
on poetry's ladder and sprinkle rose pedals
on Love's hearts, stand behind poetry's bar and fix
you a drink, sit on poetry's stool and relate,
poetry's big pot of soup simmering, I stir as
if we were in bed sick and needing a hot bowl.
I think this ones ready.
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Warming Up By Poetry`s Fire Place
Warming Up By Poetry`s Fire Place
