Poem July 31st 2015

About Too Much Thought
Too much thought is like declaring fog to be cake.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Fingers by Blair Gaulton

Normally I only put up only one poem of the day. Today's batch of poems to this point have been really well received. I will say that this poem is one of my favourites, which I wrote earlier today.
To see the original you can go to the address below.

https://bjgaulton.wordpress.com/2015/07/30/fingers-by-blair-gaulton/

Fingers
Fingers play;
like a light breeze;
bringing shivers and smiles.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 30th 2015

Comforting Moon
Crying;
as full moon rises.
Embraced and soothed
by its warmth.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 29th 2015

You are Music
Listening to you talk;
is music,
that makes me want to dance.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 28th 2015

Meteor Showers
Meteor showers earth;
like salt french fries.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 27th 2015

Sun Shellacked Face
Sun shellacked face;
jumps at wind’s pinch.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 26th 2015

Longing
Longing is an unquenchable fuse.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 25th 2015

Clothespins’ Nightmare
Clothespins cling onto clothesline;
as wind wildly works to cleave them off.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 24th 2015

Attitude
Tattooed with an attitude;
making sculpiny faces;
at snobs, he laughs.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 23rd 2015

Blood Sugar Bushwacking
Brain bobs;
I feel like I am swimming while walking.
A big yawn.
Feels like my brain is gone.
Bushwhacked by blood sugar again.
Apple juice quick!
Thankfully does the trick.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 22nd 2015

Terror
Terror and terrorism is a lousy excuse for violence.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 21st 2015

Another Definition of Deny
Difficult
Excruciating saying or hearing
No to
Yourself
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 20th 2015

Building Shakespeare
No I’ faith;
or by your leave.
T’was a building;
of a Shakespearen set;
you would not believe.
Our spot had been keel hauled.
So we wandered afar;
By gar!
Random bikes and frisbees;
flew around.
Also some;
unusual and intriguing sounds;
in the background.
We did it, had fun.
Proud it was a wonderful show.
we also drowned them out;
cause we were loud
Drew a fine crowd;
their applaus was balm;
for our Shakespearen souls. 
Priceless as gold!
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 19th 2015

Imperfections: Strengths or Weakness
There is a debate;
if our imperfections;
should undergo corrections.
Are they weaknesses or strengths?
We can go on at length;
about them.
Consider it carefully, then decide
whatever feels right for you;
then you know what to do.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 18th 2015

Another Definition of Tenderness
Tactile
Exploring
Needing
Definite
Exquisite
Romantic
Nuances and
Especially 
Soft sensitive
Strokes
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 17th 2015

Another Definition of Smile
Something
Magical
Intense
Lifting up
Everybody that sees it
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 16th 2015

Inspite of Shipwreck
Shipwrecked on land I may be;
but inside of me;
lives the sea.
I close my eyes
I feel my native ocean’s call.
It gives me strength
when I face life’s squalls.
When I dance;
the wind from home carries me;
I fly happily as if it were a shanty.
If feel I lonely;
the fog’s hug
gets rid of the loneliness’ bug.
Yes, I miss it.
I can close my eyes;
I am there;
fills me with good cheer.
It is even better when I am physically there.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 15th 2015

This poem was inspired by Dungeon Prompts theme: I'd rather be. For more information please click on the link  http://theseekersdungeon.com/2015/07/09/dungeon-prompts-id-rather-be/

 I’d Rather Be Asleep
I’d rather be asleep;
instead of awake;
so I can rest.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 14th 2015

Pain
Pain is a way of learning; 
that scars you indelibly.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015

Poem July 13th 2015

Thought on a Summer’s Night
Rain chatters;
with its pitter-patter;
as stars smile from the sky.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2015