Ode to a Rose

Ode to a Rose

~ The heart grows, just as a rose,
   From the depths of its roots,
   With each concurrent moment
   Acquires nutrients by the loots.

~ A rose is like a marriage,
   Which may be second-to-none,
   As it blooms asides the other flowers.
   A blossom, only one.

~ A pleasurable thorn,
   Life's God-given gift,
   Can be suitable for one thing
   But for another, it's just a stiff.

~ Ode to a rose!
   "My wild Irish rose!"
   A single figment of nature
   Where beauty comes and goes.

Farewell, Quincy High School

Farewell, Quincy High School

~ Farewell, Quincy High School
   The memories shall last
   But since the future must unfurl,
   We must forgo the past.

~ But what stops the reminiscence
   Is not the things we've learned
   So, we often drop the good times
   Because leaving was what we yearned.

~ Remember the old Vocational Tech?
   The broken doors, the darkened halls, the walls composed of brick?
   Every square inch of asbestos found
   Was enough to make one sick.

~With fears that we would be stuck in trash,
   The garbage that only grew,
   An announcement came, a promise for change
   A school was to be built anew.

~ The work began and students were moved
   And all were cramped in a single space
   The old school never seemed so bad,
   Until construction noises filled up the place.
    
~ Once ancient and historical,  
   The old school had dissolved
   With years of seeing grime and mold,
   The President's place had just evolved.

~ With that said, we say goodbye
    And move to better things
    But in my mind, and others too,
    I still hear school bells ring.

~ Farewell, Quincy High School
   You surely will be missed
   The time we've spent was not a waste
   I'm glad this place exists...  

Rain

Rain
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 Rain falls from the high skies, while heavenly figures drop tears from their eyes.
Tears of sadness, health, wealth, and drops of pleasure for the girls and the guys.
    As we watch the rain from the ground, there's a picture painting all around.

Winter Nova

Winter Nova

~ Cold, white, beautiful, and bright

   Come every single snowflake, there's a hint of light.

~ May those who point and aggravate
   Leave others to appreciate
   The beauty Mother Nature brings
   And long await the arrival of spring.
   There's not much reason to complain,
   There's more a reason to hate rain, 
   While flooding troubles always last,
   The snow is something we get past.
   Both mentally and physically,
   The snow can't hurt us easily.

~ Cold, white, beautiful, and bright
   Come every single snowflake, there's a hint of light.

Christmas Bells

Christmas Bells

~ Bells that ring past darkness and light,
   Sounds that echo and take a flight,
   Vibes that always tune up just right,
   Colors that brighten up the night.
   Sleigh bells ringing and dinging 'round,
   Any child will love the sound,
   Its rare appearance will astound,
   While Christmas Day I sing songs-found.

Music of the Common Man

Music of the Common Man

~ Music was mundane and real
   And brought for uses of appeal
   Yet something here is not quite right,
   As now it's made just for the deal.

~ Music used to be for fun
   Ideas were thought up on the run
   Today it's seen as not the same,
   As licks and songs are overdone.

~ Music was a way to perk  
   Our hearts and minds were filled with irk
   Those pains will only grow full-strength,
   With songs now titled, "You're a Jerk."

~ Music came from those with pride
   From those who fully worked and tried
   Now, most artists lack the effort
   Critics listen, just to abide. 

~ Music...what more can one say?
   We listen to it every day.
   New novelties wear our pleasures thin
   "Can music be restored?", I pray.

Failure

Failure

~You travel far and travel forth
  One path heads south, the other north
  To look and see south's end is Failure
  Leads one to find north's end a savior
  There's no one way to right or wrong
  As either or can last life-long
  One path is corrupt with twists and bends 
  The other holds but towns and dead-ends
  "Which path is better?", you ask yourself
  It seems quite clear to those, like myself
  With failure you can just restart,
  But why is this path hard to part?
  Success just leads to journey's end
  With no full reason to contend
  Both paths can't help with what you yearn
  Since one is flawed and the other can't learn.