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Poetry Slam 2016

  • Life’s too short, unless it’s not.
  • Mar 3, 2016
  • 2 min read

Life’s too short, unless it’s not. Is this really all we’ve got?

Voices, minds, eyes and hearts, speaking, thinking, feeling parts

Words & Language, ConsciousNESS, Life is more, it can’t be less

Life’s too short for many things, but why complain? we live like kings!

Life’s a beach, but then you die. So take some time to wonder why.

We are more, like here tonight, hurling words forth into flight

Life’s too short, unless it’s long, long enough to care about right and wrong

Life’s too short, I shouldn’t doubt, but long enough to find things out

Ideas matter, so do we, using different eyes we see

Seeing with your heart & soul, fresh perspectives, rounded Whole!

Look around, consider, explore, use your keys, unlock the door

Other worlds where you’ve not been? Time to look then look again

You will find your world expanding, farther than a lunar landing

Space is cool, for what it’s worth, but thoughts unchained throw off the curse!

Life IS short, for what it’s worth, before your death & after your birth

Fasting, casting, lasting visions, coping, hoping, sloping incisions

Cutting through perceptions glazes, insight, recite, trans-flight phases

Who knows whether we will fly? Life is short, and then you die!

We’ve been given what we need, to hope and cope and intercede

See that you have more questions than answers, Life’s a mystery, Love’s a Dancer!

Life’s not short, though oft it seems, swirling hurling, howling dreams

We can see the things that last, when our hearts a vision cast

I’m a person, so are you, thinking, feeling, choosing too

Human Beings so they say, doesn’t that take your breath away?

Things we show and things we hide, give a glimpse of what’s inside

Character, virtue, integrity, pride? Clarity confusion, reactions we decide

Notions like potions and oceans of emotions, confide, collide and we ride the tide

There’s so much buried deep inside

Show me, tell me if you know, where Life comes from and where it goes

What’s inside is really real, what’s not seen but what we feel

Life’s too short? It was before, but now I see, I know there’s more

Not a vision or a dream, no illusion or just what seems

Life is mine and will go on shining through and stretching long

I have life that will not end, relationship, a Forever Friend

Reach and look and open your hand He’s not far from where you stand!


 
 
 

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