Moth

I have a pet, it is a moth,
I keep it on the table cloth.

It doesn't move, it stays so still,
You might well think it is quite ill.

But when you turn, it flits it's wings,
It soars and then it's moth song sings:

♫ Oh how I love the warmth of light,
it calls to me most every night ♫

♫ I flap about, but don't be scared,
for me there's not much to be feared ♫

♫ My life is fun but oh, so short,
with nothing learned, but one thing taught ♫

♫ Don't shoot past dad whilst on a caper,
you might get squished by Wednesday's paper! ♫

Reciprocation

Although I've known you for awhile,
each time i gaze upon your smile,
and think of what we both will share,
you're gazing back, i know you care.

Delta

It seems those shocks,
they make you insane,
they screw you right up,
they mess with your brain.

When power it flows,
that tingling feeling,
it thrills and it scares,
as you begin keeling.

But they can be lethal,
that can't be denied,
and in the event,
you may find yourself fried.

But friends it's alright,
'cause I'll take that for you,
for I'm just a poor sap,
with a screw loose or two.

But think of it then,
when 'it's easy' they said,
for one slip of my hand,
and I could be dead.

Inspiration

What words could I say, or thoughts should I write,
to woo the young girl, in whom I delight?

Could I say in a line, everything that I feel,
if I wrote it just plain, would to her, it be real?

If I scrawled every word from my head, to the page,
would that make me a fool, or as wise as a sage?

Could my phrase grip her heart, or make her shed a tear,
would my rhyme help us start, or for me, her not care?

Trapped

dare that I say it?
I know it is true,
it can't be for me,
but it sure will for you

stay clear my young friend,
and don't think to what's due,
or you'll end up in strife,
just caught up in the goo.

for it grips and it holds,
like no other can do,
you can never be free,
until all is made new.

but my wish, it is not,
that you loose of a shoe,
these words have a meaning,
and possibly two.

so don't try to resist,
or in hate, start a coup,
or you'll never be able,
to walk in the zoo.

and recall this my brother,
those lines that you drew,
were they really meant?
or done just for the woo?

Perseverance

I crawl home early morning,
hear the birds sing in the trees,
my thoughts for one thing only,
as I feel the cold, sharp breeze.

My night, it's been a long one,
with the tiddly and the pom,
one of them talks silly,
and the other is a com.

Experience I know it,
I'm the boss but yet the kid,
can I prove my value,
with my best talents still hid?

But as i take a shower,
and the day it floats away,
i cannot help but wonder,
if it wasn't meant that way.

So once more I'll rise again,
get my coat, my pen, my pop,
and take it up, the challenge,
I ain't ever going to stop.

Dilemma

Girls, girls, everywhere,

but which of them's right for me?

Blonde, black, brown or blue,

they're all as sweet as can be...