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Now

Today I went walking across an open field
in hopes of finding solitude and a mothers
endless will, I noticed the ground I was
walking on was an honest ever green And
the flowers growing wildly along an open
stream , the sky was the deepest blue with
a subtel hint of green as the clouds
floated wildly as if it was a dream so i bid
the day good bye and slowly take a bow,
for i have found a friend and the friend i
found is NOW..

Clinton Brown

Copyright ©2006 Clinton Brown

Awake

Darkness all around me, what does it mean? Could it be
real; or only a dream?
Blue all around me, angels in flight, is it a dream; or
could I be right?
A good feeling around me some would call bad, my family I
left if its true would be sad.
What should I do? Take hold of my time, or should I go
back, and take what is mine.
I want to go home, I dont know what I,ve done I want to live my
life that I have just begun.
Is it true is this where I am, a life in the clouds that
immortal land?
This can't be my time, a trip I should take
oops too bad i guess im awake

Clinton Brown

Copyright ©2006 Clinton Brown

October

The yellow leaves nestled in the bright
Reds,and boring brownstiny little
Pumpkins carved in smiles ,
Angry faces,and delightful frowns.
A hay bail in the distance on
A hill just before the sun goes to sleep
Casts a shadow on my window
Is a memory I will keep
A fire place crackling as my
Dad stokes the flames and the wind
Blows the sun out,father time is to
Blame you can here the birds
Sing as they start to find a
Roostwhile day and night struggles no
More to a quiet solitude..the morning
Comes in thesame way nite had to
Begin with the sound of birds,the
Peeking sun for nite and day made amends...

Clint Brown

Copyright ©2006 Clinton Brown

Today

TODAY IS MY DAY,TOMORROW IS YOURS

FOR I FEEL SO BAD I NEED TO SOAR.

I'VE LIVED MY LIFE,TO THE FULLEST SOME SAY

NOW ITS TIME I MUST PAY.

FOR THE THINGS I'VE DONE AND LEFT UNDONE

FOR THE PEOPLE I HURT ,HIT AND RUN.

I DON'T REGRET THE CHOICES I MADE

I LEARNED LESSONS FROM THE DEPTS

I PAID...

I COULD TELL YOU I TRIED MY BEST

BUT IF I DID I WOULDN'T NEED REST

I COULD SIT BACK AND SMILE AT LIFE,AND EVERY THING IT GAVE

BUT INSTEAd IM HERE IN THIS COLD DARK BOX

BEING LOWERED IN MY GRAVE...

Clint Brown

Copyright ©2006 Clinton Brown

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