Carndo (Bill Whitehorn)
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- carndo
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Those Smiles
somehow
those smiles
have found the season
that touches
within the caring
good will touches where it needs that understanding
a spirit of love
looks over all of us
if one listens
where it matters most
within the heart
those smiles
have found the season
that touches
within the caring
good will touches where it needs that understanding
a spirit of love
looks over all of us
if one listens
where it matters most
within the heart
- carndo
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Warning
grey clouds
lay across like a blanket
winds blow
whistling
yet warning that the storm is coming
somehow
no one is listening
still...
nature has her say
sometimes we regret not listening
to what we are given
at the time
so we live and learn
maybe
we should listen more
lay across like a blanket
winds blow
whistling
yet warning that the storm is coming
somehow
no one is listening
still...
nature has her say
sometimes we regret not listening
to what we are given
at the time
so we live and learn
maybe
we should listen more
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Those Bridges
those bridges
that we cross
over time
back and forth
most we keep open
a few
we burn
and continue on
with life
but as it may
we still find
others
that we cross
as we walk through
those paths we've chosen
that we cross
over time
back and forth
most we keep open
a few
we burn
and continue on
with life
but as it may
we still find
others
that we cross
as we walk through
those paths we've chosen
- carndo
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Wandering Through
wandering through those times
where memories find what is needed
and yet...
something is missing
as to what
I'm not sure
all though given time
I'll find out
but that's what
those roads that we travel are about
you learn as you go
sometimes for the good
sometimes for the bad
yet certain lessons do apply
and it's up to us to apply them where needed
such is life
where memories find what is needed
and yet...
something is missing
as to what
I'm not sure
all though given time
I'll find out
but that's what
those roads that we travel are about
you learn as you go
sometimes for the good
sometimes for the bad
yet certain lessons do apply
and it's up to us to apply them where needed
such is life
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Looking For Answers
here I am
looking for answers
to questions
that are never asked
yet if you do
somehow you look the fool
in this cracker jack
mirage
wrapped within
a hall of mirrors
where one can find a way in
yet gets lost on their
way out
and don't expect logic
when there isn't any
it's at best
another look
at Alice In Wonderland
where you're talking to yourself
and you find yourself
with a straightjacket
looking for answers
to questions
that are never asked
yet if you do
somehow you look the fool
in this cracker jack
mirage
wrapped within
a hall of mirrors
where one can find a way in
yet gets lost on their
way out
and don't expect logic
when there isn't any
it's at best
another look
at Alice In Wonderland
where you're talking to yourself
and you find yourself
with a straightjacket
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- carndo
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That Road Ahead
those rhythms within life
that find their place
in that road ahead
within the clouds
where sometimes
you find that truth
other times
you just find your own path
some days
it all makes sense
other moments
you're still looking
for your own sanity
and nothing makes sense
but that's the way things go
and somehow
everything has a different light
it's just the way
you look at it
that find their place
in that road ahead
within the clouds
where sometimes
you find that truth
other times
you just find your own path
some days
it all makes sense
other moments
you're still looking
for your own sanity
and nothing makes sense
but that's the way things go
and somehow
everything has a different light
it's just the way
you look at it
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Mud... Glorious Mud
Mud
glorious mud
cool off from the summer heat
away from the biting insects
that plague and bite the skin
it's a wonderful sunblock
to keep from chapping in the midday sun
so roll with it
play until your hearts content
sometimes even mother nature
knows what's wise
even though some mothers might disapprove
but then
maybe even they have forgotten
how to listen to their inner child
their loss
glorious mud
cool off from the summer heat
away from the biting insects
that plague and bite the skin
it's a wonderful sunblock
to keep from chapping in the midday sun
so roll with it
play until your hearts content
sometimes even mother nature
knows what's wise
even though some mothers might disapprove
but then
maybe even they have forgotten
how to listen to their inner child
their loss
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Grey Mists
grey mists
that blanket
when the ground
reminds one
that certain times of the year
are at best dangerous
better to let clouds rise
than to allow travel
otherwise circumstances change
and things mishappen
finding out what some don't want
simply
be
aware
that blanket
when the ground
reminds one
that certain times of the year
are at best dangerous
better to let clouds rise
than to allow travel
otherwise circumstances change
and things mishappen
finding out what some don't want
simply
be
aware
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They Remember
wild birds
singing in the morn
finding nature in their need
wind whispering
to those who will listen
sandstone ripples remembering
to what you may ask?
they remember oceans
of their past
echoes long ago of what was
ancestors that
once walked
in ancient shores
singing in the morn
finding nature in their need
wind whispering
to those who will listen
sandstone ripples remembering
to what you may ask?
they remember oceans
of their past
echoes long ago of what was
ancestors that
once walked
in ancient shores
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That River Watch
that river watch
where eagles find the freedom
soaring through the skies
reaching the wind in cumulus reigns
wings stretched among
the open air
finding that need
that simply sings
mountain peaks
seldom seen
upon a simple reach
where eagles find the freedom
soaring through the skies
reaching the wind in cumulus reigns
wings stretched among
the open air
finding that need
that simply sings
mountain peaks
seldom seen
upon a simple reach
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Experiences
although there are somethings
I havn't experienced in life
many I have
in my short lifetime
but then there's time
it's only being in the right place
right time
who can tell
assorted resonance
invoked
within the wind
gracefully
I havn't experienced in life
many I have
in my short lifetime
but then there's time
it's only being in the right place
right time
who can tell
assorted resonance
invoked
within the wind
gracefully
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Through Those Doors
One
two
three
four
count the times we've walked through those doors
too many I think
but we'll keep walking them
simply to get where we're going
it matters not the destination
but only the adventure getting there
and the journey along the way
the people we meet
some become life long friends
some only acquaintances
but generally there's a reason
for every person met
even if we don't realize it
sometimes even life lessons
that we need to learn
although sometimes
we ignore them
but in doing that
we walk the hard road
learning said lesson
the hard way
two
three
four
count the times we've walked through those doors
too many I think
but we'll keep walking them
simply to get where we're going
it matters not the destination
but only the adventure getting there
and the journey along the way
the people we meet
some become life long friends
some only acquaintances
but generally there's a reason
for every person met
even if we don't realize it
sometimes even life lessons
that we need to learn
although sometimes
we ignore them
but in doing that
we walk the hard road
learning said lesson
the hard way
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Wind Spirit
wind spirit
blow your breeze upon me
show me that silent wisdom
in which you see
whisper those secrets
heard within an echo
give that guidance
within those moments
glinted in a heartbeat of time
silent memories
which say
remember me
blow your breeze upon me
show me that silent wisdom
in which you see
whisper those secrets
heard within an echo
give that guidance
within those moments
glinted in a heartbeat of time
silent memories
which say
remember me
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And Yet
that skyline
where the darker blue meets with the lighter
that arrival of a certain horizon
and yet
something seems amiss
exactly what I'm not sure
but then I guess it doesn't matter
things change on a daily basis
sometimes so randomly
that one never knows what's up
and yet
life itself has its own agenda
though many of us don't see it
we crawl through life
like ants in a mound
too busy with what we think matters
but really
does it?
where the darker blue meets with the lighter
that arrival of a certain horizon
and yet
something seems amiss
exactly what I'm not sure
but then I guess it doesn't matter
things change on a daily basis
sometimes so randomly
that one never knows what's up
and yet
life itself has its own agenda
though many of us don't see it
we crawl through life
like ants in a mound
too busy with what we think matters
but really
does it?
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One Still Searches
so easily distracted
within the world of the pen
where imagination
finds a certain universe
yet somehow
you have to find that muse
that allows
one to seek
those rhythms and rhymes
one paragraph at a time
those lessons
that one hears
reflective
for what it it
yet...
somehow
one still searches
within the world of the pen
where imagination
finds a certain universe
yet somehow
you have to find that muse
that allows
one to seek
those rhythms and rhymes
one paragraph at a time
those lessons
that one hears
reflective
for what it it
yet...
somehow
one still searches
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