Book: Wordsmith Poem by FreeBird 02

Wordsmith
28 Writings Of:
FreeBirrd02
I'm a philanthropist by day, writer by night. My mind has traveled the Seven Seas, with adventures upon the many Lands In-between.

My Dream Come True
If there were a time and a place for all to see; would I, would you? If there were a vessel headed towards happy dreams all could see; would I, would you? If there were a Loving song all truly in love could hear; would I, would you?


How Does A Sooner Bleed
I Am A OU Sooner And When I Bleed I bleed Crimson But with you...No Worries!


Inspirations of Betsy Sue
Betsy Sue... As time turns, so do you Every head, every heart, every dreamer turned... Through sights, sounds, and dreams of you.


Is There Time To Play
Hello! Hello! How low, would u like to go? All night, all day, seems to go astray, when one focuses on 'how or how not; ' to play! Oh no, don't go, there's more left to show. In and out, as you spin about, keeping in time, time after time; your actions are so sublime! If I had another day, to stop and play, would you be mine, playing like before, in days left behind? Left behind maybe in person...


True guidance of a Mentor
If one longs to do As their mentor does First, do as they say Then does will follow.


The Spiraling Circle of Life
The grace of joy brings new toys From heaven above into soils below Below my feet Longing to grow from where we've been To where I'm destine to go.


My Final Countdown
If there came the day When I found there was nothing left to say Who could say 'I was not entitled to... My final countdown? '


I Love Who
Recently I seen who Holds my heart oh so true! For, for Days For Nights I had longed to hold them tight Tighter than a bear Warmer than the sun With lips to lips I longed to be so close Close to Who? ? ? Close to You! ! !


Medical Revenge in Action
Dr. Says, 'What's wrong there, Sir? ' I replied, 'We'll Dr., you see... I have spent my whole life as an Overachiever... Under-griever... I think my body is wearing out!


Conformational Illusions
How can one not see What is in front of them Day after day?


The Calling Tides of Life
Life of rising tides Have suddenly drawn back In becoming one's driest tides of life...


? Oh No, It Got Away
Sitting at the dock With no bait Fish chuckle As they swim away.


Delusional Fantasies
Enchanted...


Driving Sweet & Crazy
If every-time I've longed to rev you up A misfire is all I felt...


? A Rising New Dawn
Are there times When things like Dreams Help things rise Between us?


Motto Of The FreeBird MentorPrize
Let us teach you how soar, with your prize of true happiness; this happiness of your, which is Second to None!


Longings Which Tread So Devine
Long waving thoughts Which might intertwine Searching for the threads Which feel so Devine.


Which Is Reality
Riding high Fading slow Things unseen Now tally the full score.


Unheard Words
If I could convey Thoughts of you With pen in hand Would you read my message Written from the heart Just for you Or would you slide Through wavers of thoughts You feel might be written Between each line You fear might be secretly Written about you?


Inflation; Since Back In High School
Back in high school a dollar would cover a 2 egg & coffee breakfast...


Turn The Page
What is From what was To what will be Is what I am not... To see... Just Turn The Page!


Capping Of One's Mental Black Hole
A true wiseman learns, 'The more one learns, the less they know, and there is only one point in time 'they' will learn all they can possibly learn... RIP. Have you; Learned All You Can Learn?


One's Setting Sun
Time is young I am getting old Time to take it as it falls No more stretching beyond today's setting sun.


Beginnings To Defend
In the beginning It was not the end So you can kiss my ass If you think... It was Just Pretend.


Tarzan & Jane
Tumble in the jungle Upon satin and silk The more the cotton fly The stronger the yells


Obsession Of Love
Depression is an Obsession Due to the longing of you...Being close to me.


Is There An Option To Misery & Pain
Is life no more... Than misery & pain? Where; in the ruts of life The more one digs The less sanity they gain, Or even worse... The less they dig The sooner they drowned All from the tears Of misery & pain. But Oh Contrare With pros & cons Another option comes along For you see The more one climbs Fresher is the air they breath Fresher the air they breath The higher they climb Till at last What...

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