My mind comes alive under the night sky
Fixed luminous points fill my eyes.
Artistic gifts of thought fill the air
Expression of gratitude like prayer
(Incomplete)
Tuesday, September 18, 2018
Tuesday, September 11, 2018
The World Stage
All the world's a stage
Whether blessed with a fortune
or hustlin' for wage
Men, women, workers, players
Entrances, exits, sins and prayers
All play many parts
Star struck lovers to broken hearts
Prologues and curtain calls since we were born
Scenes, lines and encores
Cause, the show must go on
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
All the world's a stage
Whether blessed with a fortune
or hustlin' for wage
Men, women, workers, players
Entrances, exits, sins and prayers
All play many parts
Star struck lovers to broken hearts
Prologues and curtain calls since we were born
Scenes, lines and encores
Cause, the show must go on
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
Wednesday, September 5, 2018
A Deep Conviction
Affirm it, claim it, name it
Yours, make it yours
If you want it, hunt it
Not like prey
Let cupid have his way
Aim for the heart
The mission:
Stake your claim
with plenty of repetition
Take action
Use phraseology, diction
Achieve what you want
with clarity and conviction
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
Affirm it, claim it, name it
Yours, make it yours
If you want it, hunt it
Not like prey
Let cupid have his way
Aim for the heart
The mission:
Stake your claim
with plenty of repetition
Take action
Use phraseology, diction
Achieve what you want
with clarity and conviction
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
Tuesday, September 4, 2018
It's not over, she said, as she looked in my eye's
The conviction in her voice neither doubted or denied.
She said, "Chin up, my son".
Be bold, little lion
Wipe the tears from your face
Cease your crying
For one day you'll be a man
and face many defeats
Lessons learned making
victory sweet
But until that glorious day
lick your wounds, of war
Cause, we are winning
Our opponents think
we're finished
But their end is our
beginning
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
The conviction in her voice neither doubted or denied.
She said, "Chin up, my son".
Be bold, little lion
Wipe the tears from your face
Cease your crying
For one day you'll be a man
and face many defeats
Lessons learned making
victory sweet
But until that glorious day
lick your wounds, of war
Cause, we are winning
Our opponents think
we're finished
But their end is our
beginning
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All rights reserved. c 2018
Monday, September 3, 2018
A Good Life
A good life is what i aim to live
Not bargaining my shortcomings
with the tithes that i can give
But, my words be not judgment
More corporeal substance than
soul
More virtues of a just God than
ancients ever told
Still what do i know, like you,
I walk through valleys dark as death
However, before i get to deep
let me pause and take a breath
I pray to live a noble life
till quietus calmly comes
And, kiss my dear on her lips
living on in memories of loved ones
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All right reserved c 2018
A good life is what i aim to live
Not bargaining my shortcomings
with the tithes that i can give
But, my words be not judgment
More corporeal substance than
soul
More virtues of a just God than
ancients ever told
Still what do i know, like you,
I walk through valleys dark as death
However, before i get to deep
let me pause and take a breath
I pray to live a noble life
till quietus calmly comes
And, kiss my dear on her lips
living on in memories of loved ones
Tim Clark
iamtimclark. All right reserved c 2018
Sunday, September 2, 2018
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