Thoughtful Thoughts of a Common Man

Thoughts and stories and poems: philosophical, romantic and imaginative. (All works here are origional copy righted material.)

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I am currently in an artistic / philosophical stage of life where I spend time contemplating various aspects of life and creating artwork to communicate some of the thoughts and ideas that I have.

Wednesday, August 29, 2007

Paradigm’s Paramour

Paradigm’s paramour
Left her love
To go and explore
And see distant sights
From mountainous heights
And watch the sky
On dark starry nights
And visit the people
In faraway places
To see their home
And bright smiling faces
And learned to live
As others do
And as she did
The paramour grew
And when she returned
One bright sunny day
She found paradigm gone
But felt quite okay

What does it mean to be insane

What does it mean
To be insane
Thinking and musing not right
What does it mean
To be insane
To contemplate darkness and light
There’s no longer boxes
To live inside
Paradigms absent
We live with pride
In thoughts that color
A landscape of drab
And new ideas
We happily grab
Changing our world
For better or worse
With new ideas
We gracefully traverse
So what does it mean
To be insane
Thinking of thoughts quite new
Here’s what it means
To be insane
Making the world brand new

Tuesday, August 21, 2007

The Blizzard

Wind blows
Sky snows
Blizzard froze
These streets of white

Mother sings
Child dreams
Winter brings
These things tonight

Sun shines
Snow defines
In lumpy lines
Childs delight

Monday, August 20, 2007

Poppies

Flowers in a field
Of dying daisies
Flowers in a field
Of wilting white
Flowers in a field
Of wounded soldiers
Growing so big and bright
Numbing their wounds
Their minds, their souls
Flowers of dreams delight
Left in a world
Of darkness and pain
Flowers to make things seem right

Differences

The difference between Leadership and Dictatorship
Is the difference between Inspiration and Compulsion

The Shattered House

A shattered house
Left long alone
Turned inside out
And now unknown

Garbage strewn
Throughout the yard
Broken pains
Walls now scared

What dreams it held
When it first was new
And now it stands
A disheveled view

How long ago
Were happy songs
Those birthday cheers
Now seem long gone

And now this house
Though soon to go
Holds memories
That few will know

Will memories
Of those who played
In this old worn house
Also fade?

I hope not….

A Dream Soon Fulfilled

The dream
The art
A wish
To impart
In words
And works
A meaning
With perks
To create
To build
A dream
Soon fulfilled

Creative Dilemma Dealt With In Time

Too many ideas
Swimming through my head
So many ideas
I can’t seem to shed

Thoughts and pictures
Words and Sound
All of them swimming
Round and round

But time is short
No time to spare
I’ll do what I can
Here and there

And someday I’ll have
Another piece
Glass or clay
Creations increase