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.
5 comments:
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!
White Snake!
I hope it goes well.
What a beautiful word picture of your life! I love this song too! :-)
sometimes it's a bit like chinese water torture though
Glad to see you posting poems again haven't seen one for a while
this song reminds me of you and i
from back when we were together
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