2011 Poetry Form Challenge

#22 Roundel

This is a form derived from the Rondeau and Rondine in the nineteenth century by the English poet A.G. Swinbourne. It has eleven lines constructed from two quatrains, and a triplet.
The rhyme scheme consists of only two rhymes and a refrain which is made from the first phrase of first line B . The convention is for the second line to rhyme with the refrain:.. Ba. b. a. B ... b. a. b ... a. b. a. B.. Lets look at an example of the form.

Roundel

If he could know my songs are all for him,
At silver dawn or in the evening glow,
Would he not smile and think it but a whim,
If he could know?

Or would his heart rejoice and overflow,
As happy brooks that break their icy rim
When April's horns along the hillsides blow?

I may not speak till Eros' torch is dim,
The god is bitter and will have it so;
And yet to-night our fate would seem less grim
If he could know.

Sara Teasdale



Roundel Replies

Maryse Achong

If I knew How
Inner Voice
Words to be Remembered

Kathy Anderson

Wildflowers

Gloria Carpenter

Amberdawn
Blush of Snow
If I could
Silence

Divena Collins

Call Of The Wild
Grandfather Clock
Here Shalt I Rest
Miracle Worker
Of Dreams
Only For You
Plaisir D'Amour
River Bank
Sacred Bond
Time To Sleep
Unto The Night
Waters Wide

Lorainne Dafney

Sincerely

Jem Farmer

All At Sea
A Poem of Desire
Hypnosis
No Looking Back
Sort of OK

Ivor Hogg

Repentance

Kevin McKinney

For A While She Dreamed
Game Day
Last Moments Of Love
Self Assessed
Somewhere In Time
Spurious
Veil

Peg Nelson

Where Love Can Grow
You Can Do It

Ryter Roethicle

Blue Skies Overhead
Evening Falls
For A While She Dreamed
Greenfield Park
Hate And Prejudice
Here and Now
In The Summers River
Last Moments of Love
Magic or Prayer
Ocean Is Dreaming
Somewhere In Time
When My Love Swears

Leny Roovers

Migration
My Heron
Yoga III

Kathy & Ryter

Life
Wheel



Maryse Achong

If I Knew How

If I knew how to fix the world I vow
I'd do whate'er it took to make things right;
I'd work toward the future and the now
If I knew how.

I would not rest until I saw the light
Shining through the darkness so to allow
Us to bask in its warmth, Oh blessed sight!

And I would do my utmost to endow
The universe with peace, no need to fight,
Where only before God mankind would bow.
If I knew how.

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Inner Voice

It whispers things that you'd rather not hear,
At other times a heavy heart near sings
Either way the message is always clear.
It whispers things.

At times it seems it comes to bear greetings
Sent to us by people we hold most dear
And we rejoice to receive their tidings.

This inner voice is not something that's rare
It is within us and forever brings
Issues into focus... no need to fear.
It whispers things.

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Words to be Remembered

'When you go home
Tell them of us and say
For your tomorrow
We gave our today'
Kohima Epitaph


These words I read are etched upon my heart
The price they paid forgotten, they are dead
We've learned to keep our little world apart
These words I read.

After we hear all that has to be said
We may be moved to pray for a new start,
Where thoughts of war don't enter any head.

I fear we put the horse before the cart,
As we behold our world with utter dread
Now each of us must do our own small part.
These words I read.

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Kathy Anderson

There is a Star

There is a star that is lucky for you
As this ocean of faces is by far
A ship to tote your charms to,
There is a star.

For the barge of the heart holds the bar
From port or starboard view
Run aground on sands from afar.

Distant lights beckons to pass through,
Sea sirens call is the open door
Where once ocean waves were untrue
There is a star.



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Gloria Carpenter

Amberdawn

A stretching yawn, awakening surprise,
a visual sensation gazed upon
as golden charms extend when morning spies
a stretching yawn.

On clouds of caramel, a passage drawn
beyond horizon's ocean-kissing skies,
where melting dreams dissolve in amberdawn.

Those dreams adrift in waves of soft goodbyes
are lulled in cradlesong until withdrawn
to lapse behind the shade of topaz eyes.
A stretching yawn ~

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Blush of Snow

A rosy apple blush on cheeks so cold ~
a frosted sweep with whisk of glitter brush,
illuminated eminence, behold
a rosy apple blush.

Beginning soft as silence, whisper-hush,
a powder base applied as drifts enfold,
concealed beneath a mask of dawning flush.

Still, laughter flows so freely, uncontrolled,
a splash of colour flashing through the slush.
Young faces, fresh, each cheek so bright and bold,
a rosy apple blush.

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If I could

If I could show these stars to you, I should.
Beneath the sequined patterns, lustrous bright,
I'd ask if you would share this place I stood,
if I could.

In greatest brilliancy, a special sight
as Venus radiates romancing mood,
surrendering her beauty to the night.

So crisply clear, now midnight sheds her hood,
her diadem a myriad of lights.
I'd ask you, in reflection, if you would,
~ if I could.

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Silence

She turned to glance once more before she went,
a shadow crossing slowly past her eyes.
He watched her leave, his message never sent.
She turned to glance.

And now too late, she'd gone....how many tries?
With weary heart, his heavy shoulders bent,
he heard again, his lonely stifled cries.

She wondered what his silent gazes meant.
They seemed so empty, fullness in disguise.
She wondered if his dreams, like hers, were spent.
She turned to glance.

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Divena Collins

Call Of The Wild

Call of the wild wolves saddened song
That echo through forests so beguiled
Spirits of the night that howls erelong
Call of the wild.

Borne of a pack that nature compiled
Of spiritual harmony, instintively strong
But man had shunned them as reviled.

How canst their amber eyes show wrong
When spiritually their pain was ne-er mild
For like man they had a right to belong
Call of the wild.



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Grandfathers Clock

Time shall not wait when day`s seem long
For the clock ticks on at an alarming rate
They say that patience can do no wrong
Time shall not wait.

Within minutes or hours shall decide of fate
When the cuckoo clock sings his final song
It is then that the seconds shall be too late.

Rhythm of a time piece shall death dictate
When grandfathers strike a final ding dong
No time left in their mechanism to state
Time shall not wait.



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Here Shalt I Rest

Here shalt I rest within tiresome fatigue
And dream not of my thoughts unspoken
Did not those blessed moments intrigue
Here shalt I rest.

Memories now are forgotten and broken
Dreams were tossed out of my league
For confidence past hath forsaken.

Time passes my voice remains vague
My response shall remain unwoken
To faintly recall as a past colleague
Here shalt I rest.



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Miracle Worker

There are no tears in saddened eyes
Nor happiness when there are fears
How feint the heart that never cries
There are no tears.

Nor can she hear thro` deafened ears
No silent voice canst speak of lies
Yet she has feelings that re-appears.

Tho` deaf and muteness equals unwise
She shall never speak of what she hears
This frustration she suffers misapplies
There are no tears.



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Of Dreams

Was this the end of dreams come true
Of lovers fantasy`s whose hearts depend
That had argued a previous point of view
Was this the end.

Was it love they craved or just a friend
Or desirous attractions, out of the blue
Not meant for ever, but if only to lend .

Was it love or lust in which feelings grew
That fell from the sky in a downward trend
Does this mean if they dreamed anew.
Was this the end.



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Only For You

If only for you these words that I write
Of a friendship that constantly grew
Friendship turned to love this night
If only for you.

Mixed feelings were all but a few
Those perfect moments felt so right
It was then that I loved you true.

Our future ahead seemed so bright
For this passion was something new
My heart that I gave had taken flight
If only for you.



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Plaisir D'Amour

The joys of love and dreams come true
Shall only be sent from angels above
With gentle whispers of words anew
The Joys of love.

How sweet those precious words of love
That lingered deeply when feelings grew
Of love that could only be dreamed of.

'Twas visions within the eyes they knew
Soft and gentle as the wings of a dove
Their spirits arose upon high to pursue
The Joys Of Love.



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River Bank

By the rivers edge on a cloudless night
Grew the tallest reeds and leafy sedge
Thro` rippling waters by the moons light
By the rivers edge.

A perfect place to dream and pledge
If I should return to this heavenly sight
To the chatter of chicks barely fledge.

Or to observe the playful water sprites
As they swim in and out of the dredge
So much is happening I shall re-unite
By the rivers edge.



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Sacred Bond

No words were spoken for they both knew
That loving hearts could never be broken
For they felt the same as lovers often do
No words were spoken.

Their passions of love had fully awoken
Since that day forth fond affections grew
Both hearts were never to be forsaken.

Soft shades of love with a rainbow hue
Shone within eyes of loves sweet token
As time passed on spirits remained true
No words were spoken.



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Time To Sleep

This was the time, when autumn leaves the scene
And winter frost upon misted meadows climb
When Crimson berries hide thro` thorns of green
This was the time.

Birds upon boughs their ruffled feathers preen
'fore chills of snow filled clouds reign`d sublime
And evening shadow`d snows appeared serene.

Now autumn snow clad leaves remain unseen
They sleep neath a carpet thro`out wintertime
Deeper warmth from blankets of natures screen
This was the time.



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Unto The Night

Nigh unto the night when shadows fall
Remains ever silent deep within sight
With only the sound of the ravens call
Nigh unto the night.

Spirits awakens `neath the moons light
Shrouded within his feathered shawls
Upon fleshless skulls shaded white.

Deep are the socket whence he mauls
Of vision that once saw daylight bright
Now only cavities devoid of eyeballs
Nigh unto the night.



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The Waters Wide

My love and I shalt soon grow wings
Across the sea over clouds we fly
The waters deep with tides that bring
My Love And I.

Within the breeze that breathes a sigh
To awaken spirits which long to sing
Within loving stance that soars the sky.

To dance o`er ripplets the tidals bring
Of waters wide when waves are high
It is then that our hearts shalt cling
My Love And I.



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Lorainne Dafney

Sincerely

On my finger my mother's ring
a reminder of her sweet love
each day its brilliant sparkle brings
sincere memories of,

Jenny, gentle as a white dove
I wish I could still hear her sing
her many lullabies above

the noise of everyday things,
or smell her perfume on her gloves
once again, a kiss, anything,
sincere memories of.

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Jem Farmer

All At Sea

I feel the sea, the motion of the tide,
The breaking waves that are the soul of me,
And salty tears no longer dare to hide,
I feel the sea.

Those silent prayers to waves of majesty,
As to the sea all secrets can confide,
Can the swollen waters set a heart free?

A lonely walk along the shore that cried,
A darkened shadow, all that’s left to be,
For these sorrows shall never be denied,
I feel the sea.



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A Poem of Desire

In passions of the heart, the mind lies bare,
And desire burns as coal in amber night,
And nothing is hidden where touches share,
In love's delight.

Moist lips surrendered without a fight,
And that one kiss leaves all senses aware,
Where her gentle lips now nibble and bite.

Her silken caresses as longings dare,
Igniting the passions that crave the night,
Want exposed to her hunger waiting there,
In love's delight.



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Hypnosis

Siren sing for me, hypnotize my mind,
Enchanted words afloating on the sea,
Entranced thy beauty questing heart must find,
Siren, sing to me.

Your song shall lead me to where’re you be,
My stolen heart was surly left behind,
When you first sang upon the wind to me.

How can such beauty be so cruel and unkind?
Enraptured, alas I shall ne’er be free,
A soul bereft, only your song reminds,
Siren, sing to me!



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No Looking Back

Don’t cry because it’s over, smile because it happened
Dr Seuss


No looking back, gaze upon tomorrow,
And leave behind the pain where old tears track,
Remember beauty carried where winds blow,
No looking back.

When all around is stained in tainted black,
Recall the times a touch set life aglow,
Such joy remains in the mind’s bric-a-brac.

Do not cry for love when it turns to go,
For its happiness has left its own plaque,
And in the heart, a new love comes to grow,
So don’t look back.



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Sort of OK

The usual grin to hide the long held pain
A smile disguised the grief hidden within,
Inside the heart is falling to insane,
The usual grin.

A cloaking device to keep the truth in,
And let none see the simple smile is feign
As tears return for all that might have been.

So with the dawn the pain returns again,
And through the day until the dreams begin,
Whether the sun shines or clouds cry with rain,
The usual grin!



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Ivor Hogg

Repentance

My love is gone beyond my reach
And I am left to mourn alone
This cruel lesson fate can teach
My love is gone

Condemned to manage on my own
I failed to practice what I preach
That is the sin I must atone.

In prayers I earnestly beseech.
All of the gods known and unknown.
To grant forgiveness for my breach
My love is gone

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Kevin McKinney

Game Day

He shoots, he scores! He routs the competition;
As he's done e'er since he stood up from all fours.
While step by step securing first position,
He shoots, he scores!

He thumps his chest, he pumps his fists and roars;
Clutching a torch, digits in opposition,
Indomitable, heir to the dinosaurs.

Reacting with reptilian cognition,
When his possessive nature comes to the fore;
In a football match, or nation to nation,
He shoots, he scores!

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Self Assessed

I suppose it'd be best to say nothing
While slumbering canines lie in repose;
But I do get fed up with tongue biting,
I suppose.

I was not called to this, I chose;
Yet I can't claim to be this very thing,
If I've no power for it and it shows.

As fish gotta swim and birds do take wing,
So too, is a dandelion not a rose;
And you may take me to task for judging,
I suppose.

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Spurious

They've lied to you and me from a young age;
Time was, it seemed a harmless thing to do;
But now, thinking about it, I'm enraged;
They've lied to you.

Lied when they said some secret thing was true,
And that the secret keeper was some sage
Who knew the minds of men and god's plan too.

Well, I can read what's plainly on a page;
And actions speak much louder than words do;
What's true and right and moral, I can guage;
They've lied to you.

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Veil

I saw the moon come out to play last night;
Slow dancing with the stars to some soft tune;
Engaged in hide and seek in sheer delight,
I saw the moon.

I heard the lonesome warble of a loon
Across the lake and wondered if she cried
Perhaps because her dance ended too soon.

At morning, as the sun's obscuring light
Dampened dialogue 'tween those illumined
Entities, and removed them from our sight,
I saw the moon.

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Peg Nelson

Where Love Can Grow

Where love can grow, a place to mediate
Where kind caring love moments swiftly flow
A masterpiece at times and a place to hesitate
Where love can grow

Lessons galore to heed be they complex or know
However lonely a place filled with treasured state
Briefly lost in strange land hunting a safe plateau
Finding more safe places of loving times with mate

Fantasies or rude awakenings we all must forgo
Imagine the world changing and everyone had fate;
Where love can grow.

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You Can Do It

You can do it, if you choose to
There is a way, what life hands out
Life is full of challenges to do
You can do it!

At times you just want to scream and shout
I see your face is turning blue
Release the hard things you can’t let out

Today’s a new day, small and large challenges to do
No matter what, be happy with whatever comes about
Smile, you’re the only one in your mind that tells you,
You can do it!

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Ryter Roethicle

Blue Skies Overhead

Blue skies overhead, with streets of white clouds,
Imagination creating pictures on shaped boards.
Charcoal sketching on divine white shrouds.
Blue skies overhead.

Personal thoughts are their own reward,
Conceiving images when allowed,
Or just plain old clouds when ignored.

Lazy afternoons spent away from crowds,
And a canvas across the heavens spread,
Thoughts seen without speaking out loud,
Blue skies overhead.



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Evening Falls

As evening falls I find you are gone,
Too many memories left withal,
Finding my dreams have turned to stone,
As evening falls.

Now I find myself held in thrall,
My bitterness dreading the dawn,
Are you enjoying this, having a ball?

I wish the sunsets to be withdrawn
There can't be perfect nights at all.
Perfection's become a broken bone
As evening falls.



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For A While She Dreamed

For a while she dreamed of the ocean
The dreams were memories of previous scenes
Times of love that she would repeat again,
For a while she dreamed.

A future to recall all that love means
She smiled remembering the beach in the rain
They were so much older, no longer teens.

But what teens begin, maturity must maintain
Realising experiences replaced routines,
Because of that each loving wouldn’t be the same
For a while she dreamed.



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Greenfield Park

In Greenfield Park the Jacaranda's grow
Scenting tranquil fragrances well after dark
You sense them there, row after row
In Greenfield Park.

Their sensuousness set the benchmark
In scents and feelings to parks I go.
Whether day or night, light or dark.

Funny thing is I'm addicted to this show
It's part of the route of my morning walk
Now they know me and I feel their glow
In Greenfield Park.

(Inspired in part by,
'In Flanders Field' 1915 & Nov 11)



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Hate And Prejudice

Hate and prejudice was learned as fact
Fuelling eternally things we should dismiss;
And all that was created by that act was
Hate and prejudice.

The behaviour of most adults is remiss
We hear more about people being attacked
Creating a larger cultural or religious abyss.

Someday we’ll see masses of people enact
Brotherly/sisterly love and hug and kiss
And have learned tolerance and retract
Hate and prejudice.



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Here And Now

Here and now, is it all that matters
For what has been said will you avow?
Or is it all been just useless chatter,
Here and now?

What has been taken as a vow
Is inconsequential to one who flatters
And time will prove truth anyhow.

Dream as if you will live forever
Smile and let this be your Tao.
And let patience be your meter
Here and now.



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In The Summers River

In the summer's river, we rage against the dying stream,
Jacarandas sway and in the summers heat shimmer,
Wine-coloured sun settings, as settling birds scream,
In the summer's river.

Served with laughter we enjoy the evening dinner
Young mouths pitter-patter and hungry eyes gleam
In the shallows, youngsters splash a fellow swimmer

In the summer's river, we age slowly in our dreams
We leave it with memories as night grows dimmer
Summer's children, laugh with sun-kissed gleams
In the summer's river.



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Last Moments Of Love

The last moments of love are like the tide receding
Until that moment it conquered all thereof
Then gave way without compromise, just retreating
The last moments of love.

But did love die, or disappear, or just had enough?
Did it need a change or perhaps refreshing,
Frustrated by rebuff and needed stronger stuff.

Attention is the number one of most needing
People need love and attention and the proof
That all is not wasted, and there is no preceding
The last moments of love.



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Magic Or Prayer

Bright sunbeams shine through your hair,
And your flashing eyes out flaming mine,
The magic scene made me stand and stare,
Bright sunbeams shine.

Are you working on some magic design,
Dragging my poor loving heart into your lair?
If you’re using spells how can I decline?

Using such enchantment is hardly fair.
I prefer to think of love as divine
And you an answer to my humble prayer
Bright sunbeams shine.



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The Ocean is Dreaming

The ocean is dreaming, each night’s the same
Her gentle breathing cause the waves washing
Each night she sleeps and wakes to a solar flame
The ocean is dreaming.

She is not at odds with any ship sailing
Nor does she believe that all mankind is to blame
She just considers some behaviour’s alarming.

She sees whales murdered, "Research" the claim.
Around the world she hears the protesters sing,
And adds her voice but the criminals claim
The ocean is dreaming.



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Somewhere In Time

Somewhere in time two lovers kissed
Creating a mood just so sublime
And all was still for that tryst
Somewhere in time.

As if creating an eternal springtime
Nature added extra to a list
And made the wish to be combined

The world moved on as if been missed
But really signifying that all was fine
And the moon and stars witnessed this
Somewhere in time.



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When My Love Swears

When my love swears she speaks the truth
I have no doubt, I know she cares
And of her love there is no drouth
When my love swears.

Her heart is on the sleeve she wears
In no way does she stand there aloof
She is the answer to all my prayers

How can I think that she’d think untruths
And yet of all this, she is quite unaware
When it comes to love she’s the proof
When my love swears.

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Leny Roovers

Migration

Green parakeets invade my yard;
with starlings they will oft compete
for peanuts or a piece of lard-
green parakeets.

As sparrows eat their fill of treats,
they come in flocks, one standing guard
as turtle-doves cry swift defeat.

These blue-tailed strangers are diehards-
flown from their cage, they now roam streets.
Only black crows will disregard
green parakeets.

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My heron

A solitary bird by heart,
my heron found a mate, I heard.
At first resisting, playing smart-
a solitary bird.

They flew together, hormones' spurred,
two silhouettes- a work of art;
in feathered breasts, a love then stirred.

Majestic flight, but feet apart-
a partnership was thus incurred.
He fell for her, right from the start;
a solitary bird.

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Yoga III

I feel the blood flow in my toes;
each breath relaxing, as I kneel
to find my center in this pose;
I feel.

All busy thoughts have lost appeal;
as concentration brings repose,
their frantic pace is brought to heel.

From fertile soil a flower grows,
unfolds its petals, that reveal
the essence of a thornless rose-
I feel.

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Kathy & Ryter

Life

What is life but events repeated time and again?
It does not mean that you are content
But that events form some sort of chain.
What is life but events?

Those events happen only until time is spent
But isn’t that the basic source of refrain
Or is it more about what is your intent?

It depends where I am, what I do, to look again.
Must it be something special this event,
Or just a turning on of the working brain
What is life but events?

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Wheel

Life is the wheel ever turning
Making the hours go by fast
Though some days drag with yearning,
Life is the wheel.

This wheel is neither slow nor fast
It moves on with change it brings
Always changes in futures cast.

Mundane routines help our learning
Though even these must change at last
For new events that are occurring
Life is the wheel.



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