Seeing as I haven't posted anything here since 2006, I'm thinking that maybe "blogging" may not be the most motivating form of writing for me.
However, seeing that I have written a lot of lyrics or poems over the years & have seldom shared them with anyone, this humble site may be the perfect medium in which to foist my creative musings upon an unsuspecting public.
And so, with that introduction, I give you the first of many puzzles...
LINE TO MYSELF
I never wrote any poetry
But there were turns of phrase, barely rhymed
That came to me
They were never true (never absolutely)
Just certain things that I wished I’d say
Someday
Given the chance
Given a break in the clouds
Why can’t we be ourselves
Like we are when no one is around
Give me a hand
Give me an hour of your time
You may not understand
But at least I’ll know you’re trying
I never wrote anything worthwhile
But there were certain lines I’d written down
That could make me smile
They were never real (truly and completely)
I tried to be someone who I could not be
It wasn’t me
Give me a chance
Find me a break in the crowd
Where we can stand
When the rain is coming down
We can go inside
And you can tell me what you know
I may not understand
But I’ll try not to let it show
Friday, April 11, 2008
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