Sunday, November 12, 2006

out loud out spoken out done

there are some tenets
which cannot be spoken
motor wilson will rise to the occasion

the spokes of this sonnet
ungreased unridden
the days of old coming to a close

with reverence and a smile i say thank you to thee
the words will be new towards some other ending
still keep this page open for access to see
a new word one day incase soliloquy

no longer living in the shadows of fear
no longer hiding from this one or that one
my dear

sleep will come whenever its needed,
if it keeps you up at night so let it be
i'm not saying happiness with always prevail
but widom and knowledge and patience will
keep the spokes turning churning at a steady pace

explore the new places that excite and revive
with your style
we think it's nice
and your smile
will intice

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