Friday, April 27, 2007

Dripping By...




The days go dripping by

My life is a whirl

spinning, never ending

The tears I cried

The times of laughter

The hearts I broke

The days of sorrow

The nights of passion

The cherries I picked

The wine I tasted

The stories I heard

The meals I prepared

The dreams I had

The smiles I shared

The storms that trapped me

The hopes I dared

The victories I scored

The sins I committed

The prayers I prayed

The lies I told

The novels I read

The art I created

The words I wrote

The life I gave

It is all spinning

whirling

dripping by...

dlh

I wrote this poem on Oct. 27th in 2005. Sometimes things just hit me and I write it down, which is why I started a blog in the first place. This is a repost from 360. The picture I found on Yahoo Image Search. It is Minnehaha Falls in Minneapolis. I went there once.
This song is for someone who recently came back into my life....good times...you know who you are and don't be scared to comment here. haha just teasing.

6 comments:

Gina said...

Nice Poem!!!

Our lives are like marvelous leaky faucets which comstantly drip all sorts of irridescent ideas and experiences into a reflecting pool of creative genious...

I hope you write more of these!

Gina said...

White Snake!

I hope it goes well.

Alissa said...

I love this song!

Josie said...

What a beautiful word picture of your life! I love this song too! :-)

Missy A said...

sometimes it's a bit like chinese water torture though
Glad to see you posting poems again haven't seen one for a while

bruce bad said...

this song reminds me of you and i
from back when we were together