There Will Come a Time

Posted on March 28, 2011 | 14 Comments

Wished away the reality of my life
Torn asunder with banality’s strife
Babies, bosses and most always the wife
My cup runneth over bubbling with rife

I point my own finger at me, my mind
Putting pen to paper I did consign
In fact if it wasn’t for me, my con line
Who at twenty doesn’t think it will be fine

I fell to bottom of a deep deep mine

Said what I had to and it’s time to choose
The next rhyming word, please choose not to lose

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14 responses to “There Will Come a Time”

Jingle | March 28, 2011 at 4:47 PM | Reply

divine words, choose not to lose, cool rhyme…

I read your comment in my 55 post today,
sorry that you grow up without a Dad, bless your Mom…

bless you.
keep shining..
🙂

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- booguloo | March 28, 2011 at 6:03 PM | Reply
  
  I’ve been blessed in so many other ways it’s cool. Thanks for the visit.
  
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Explorations in Sacred Space | March 28, 2011 at 7:12 PM | Reply

Ah, I grew up with an absentee dad. I did know he though.

This is cute and fun, Michael. I like the ending.

Thanks for visiting us today at “Into the Bardo,” my new blog done in collaboration with friends Rob and Ann. We appreciate your reading and commenting.

Happy Potluck –
JamieDedes

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- booguloo | March 28, 2011 at 10:18 PM | Reply
  
  I seen your name and had to check it out. Good to see ya!
  
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Rashmi | March 28, 2011 at 11:06 PM | Reply

Beautiful….rhyming..

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- booguloo | March 29, 2011 at 1:52 AM | Reply
  
  Appreciate the kind words and the visit!
  
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Judy Roney | March 29, 2011 at 4:36 AM | Reply

Your poem and mine are related. 🙂 Beautifully stated and rhyming, too!!
http://judyidliketosay.blogspot.com/2010/12/there-came-day.html

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- booguloo | March 29, 2011 at 4:55 AM | Reply
  
  Pretty unique coming out so closely together like they did!
  
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Rhyme Me a Smile | March 29, 2011 at 5:50 PM | Reply

“babies, bosses and most always the wife” LOL!! I love that you mixed that giggle in with a quite serious message. Beautiful rhymes. 🙂

My Poetry Pantry poem: Saturday AM TV

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- booguloo | March 30, 2011 at 2:30 AM | Reply
  
  Thanks to you and Jamie for checking out all that rain first before it got to Long Beach the past few weeks! smiles..
  
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- booguloo | March 30, 2011 at 3:34 AM | Reply
  
  Link is down, but I remember the digital tv’s and thought they were cool.
  
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Bodhirose | April 1, 2011 at 7:40 PM | Reply

Yeah, when you’re twenty you always think it will be fine. What a bunch of dumb bunnies!

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- booguloo | April 3, 2011 at 9:04 AM | Reply
  
  Everything was black and white with no grays ever. Of course now it’s almost all gray making it drab..
  
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Bodhirose | April 3, 2011 at 9:52 AM | Reply

Yeah…true.

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