Paul Day Poems
|1.||The Irony Of A Thunderstorm||4/24/2009|
|2.||Since I'Ve Met You, I'Ve Been In Love||4/24/2009|
|4.||Look Through My Eyes||4/24/2009|
|6.||He Built A Bridge||4/24/2009|
|9.||Hardly Known And Quickly Forgotten||4/25/2009|
|10.||Why Does That Have To Be Our Nature?||4/25/2009|
|12.||I Fear Our Future||4/27/2009|
|15.||Don'T Worry, Bare Tree||4/26/2009|
|16.||Safe At Home||4/24/2009|
|17.||Caught In The Web Of A Beautiful Spider||4/29/2009|
|18.||Work That Needs Doing… Later.||4/26/2009|
Work That Needs Doing… Later.
There is always work to be done.
Real work, busy work, work I make for myself.
But it doesn’t need doing right away.
And so I procrastinate.
It will bring stress later on
When it is multiplied.
But I’m okay with that.
Now, the real problem is
That I may take time now to relax and enjoy life,
But the thought of work still lingers
To trouble my mind
And prohibit relaxation.
And still I procrastinate.
He Built A Bridge
A young boy sprinted among the trees
Until he came to a wide river bank.
His reflection glistened back at him.
He splashed and the water sparkled.
He laughed joyously into a pleasant breeze.
He fell in love with the river
And marveled in the idea of crossing it.
And so with youthful fervor