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Dance like no one is watching...

cunning_linguist46 — Sun, 05 Oct 2008 06:47:24 UT

Move left, then right, two forward, one back
Some are graceful while others look like they are on crack
To feel the music is a joy beyond compare
Dance like no one is watching, if you can but dare

Look deep down to the bottom of your soul
Let the music grab you, Be it jazz, rap or rock n roll
First sway to the music, move from side to side
Don’t worry whose watching, don’t try to hide

I have to admit some people have no rhythm it seems
They jerk up and down, the beat in their own dreams
The look like a calf on the end of a rope
Pulling away with really no hope

But who am I to say what’s wrong and what’s right?
Just dance to your own beat, long into the night
Be true to yourself and let the inner light shine
Who really cares if you have had way too much wine?

Whether mambo, foxtrot, grunge or hard rock
Let the music be the key for your soul to unlock
Just tap your feet to a beat all your own
And let it thrill you right down to the bone

For music is truly what takes you away
To another place where your soul truly can play
Somewhere out there, a different place, a different time
Where the music inside is truly sublime

©Mark Taylor
Sunday, October-05-08

Massage...

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 07 Mar 2008 06:55:09 UT

I got a massage just yesterday
In an attempt to take the pain away
Of living all of these forty seven years
The good and bad, the joys and the tears

It seemed I had a lot of tension inside
That I managed up until now to hide
But once he started rubbing my back so deep
Emotions awoke that I had thought asleep

Over the years we build up walls it seems
That only really comes out in our dreams
And even then they quickly fade away
To a wispy tendril, they just seem to decay

But emotions are released when you’re relaxed at last
And what comes bubbling up is from the distant past
Things you had put away, the light of day never to see
In a closet in your mind, a chest full of debris

But once opened again like Pandora’s Box
It can’t be resealed, what is inside just shocks
As you can’t really remember what you had put in there
And after you blacked it out you did not seem to care

Alas now those emotions come to the fore
They burst out of you like never before
And you are overcome once again with feelings past
And the hurt is still there and will always last

Yes I got a massage just the other day
And it took all kinds of pain away
The physical ones were the easiest after all
And then the emotional ones were the next to fall

So do this as often as you can to really feel well
Don’t keep them inside and let the pain just swell
Release them far away from you as soon as you can
And make being healthy the very best plan

© Mark Taylor
Friday, March 07, 2008

Friends…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 27 Feb 2008 00:17:08 UT

Some friends are like candy I noticed the other day
They are sweet and delicious, to hell with tooth decay
Others are sour, bitter and hard to digest
But you only find out later, when your stomach’s distressed

I truly try to keep the ones around that are nice
Rather than the others, where Tums have to suffice
True friends are always there when you need them the most
They will stand beside you when you’re tied to that post

Real friends don’t tell you what bad things you’ve done
They just help you along while you’re having the fun
They won’t come to bail you out of that jail
They will be right there beside you, when you both rant and rail

I have had my share of both kinds its true
The ones that are good are sadly too few
Others types abound throughout this space
And make you feel small to save their own face

When true friends are beside you it just seems so right
The difference between them is like day and night
When the darkness falls and life seems too cruel
Your true friends are there like a sparkling jewel

Don’t ever give up on your friends, keep them close to your heart
Together forever and never to part
Protect and help them also along the way
In good times and bad, come what may

Sweet candies are best, they are heaven inside
True friends are the same; they stand by your side
Without them life would be sour and no fun at all
A lot like old candies they had to recall

© Mark Taylor
Tuesday, February 26, 2008

A Secret…

cunning_linguist46 — Tue, 26 Feb 2008 23:25:22 UT

“Want to know a secret?” I said to my son
This secret is special, so please tell no one
When first you arrive in this world all alone
You live with your parents; their house is your home

When you get a little older, hopefully in your teens
You start to have your very own dreams
Of finding someone for whom you really care
And going out in the world if you both can but dare

As you make your way along this road we call life
The ups and the downs, the thrill and the strife
You will start to understand when you get as old as me
That life is in fact like a very large tree

This tree can grow tall and seem to touch the sky
Or not big at all and then just wither and die
The choices you make as you move on through your days
Will determine the size of the tree and the growth in each phase

Some trees do grow tall, nurtured with loving and care
Others are short because of neglect and despair
As we go through life it is our choice you see
To really decide how tall is “our” tree

Don’t let life get you down, or stunt your desire
Be as tall as a tree, forever reaching higher
Look down at the end from that place high above
Having nurtured your tree with caring and love

© Mark Taylor
Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Safe..

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 20:30:32 UT

You are safe in my arms, this I promise you
And throughout my life I will always be true
To hold you next to me is what I want the most
To feel us together, to just hold you close

The smell of your perfume just drives me insane
I feel like I am drinking the very best champagne
Intoxicating and alluring to the extreme
The thought of you near me is like living a dream

To see you smile when I come through the door
Makes my heart skip a beat, with you I want to explore
All of the great things that will lie ahead
Both awake during the day, and at night in your bed

Your eyes are like smoke; your lips are the flame
My knees go weak when I see you I must now proclaim
To watch you move is a wonder indeed
I feel like my heart has finally been freed

When we are together nothing can ever go wrong
Our souls are entwined, they sing the same song
A ballad of love that will never expire
And a heat that makes all around us perspire

To find some like this is what all of us want
To have a partner that we love to flaunt
To show to the world all the love that’s inside
To put on a pedestal and show off with pride

You are safe beside me I promise this with my heart
Grab hold of the reins and let us depart
To that place where we go away from all the rat race
Up past the stars, where heaven awaits

© Mark Taylor
Friday, February 22, 2008

A penny…

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 22 Feb 2008 16:29:23 UT

A penny for your thoughts, I was sure that she said
A penny? I thought, how about a dollar instead?
My thoughts are worth at lot more than that I think
Because it is my mind that goes to the shrink

They say look after your pennies and the dollars will as well
Whoever “they” are had no kids whose hands they had to repel
Trying to keep your money is a tough road at times
When the kids love to spend the nickels and dimes

New clothes, new boots, and brands names as well
Because if they aren’t, your life will surely be hell
Kids plead and whine, it all sounds the same
As you watch your pennies go round, down the drain

And after the clothes comes the rest of the fun
Soccer, hockey and movies, yes it has all just begun
The money goes out to your kids in a tide
But never comes back, believe me I’ve tried

That money tree in my yard is dead and cut down
Yet the kids think they can still go to town
With “I need” and “I want” in stereo at times
It is a wonder I actually HAVE any pennies and dimes

So this is the lesson of the day from me to you
When you have kids bid your money adieu
Because it will be gone faster than you can say “mall”
And that paycheck you bring home will seem really quite small

© Mark Taylor
Friday, February 22, 2008

Smells..

cunning_linguist46 — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 16:42:35 UT

Can you smell the popcorn and cotton candy coming from that fair?
Does it bring back happy memories for you? Think back if you can but dare
Different fragrances bring different things, emotions come to the fore
And with each scent your feelings seem to soar

A childhood smell remembered are the ones I covet the most
The memory of my fathers scent is one that I hold close
He kept me safe and in his arms I knew no harm would come
That feeling I have hopefully passed on to my only son

It is very strange how a certain smell can stop you in your tracks
And everyone behind you starts climbing up your back
It takes you back in time to when you didn’t have a care
All you had to worry about was getting from here to there

And now as life goes on and you move onto something new
The memories that you take with you are all that you hold true
The strongest memory of them all is smell as you will see
And in the end I am sure that most of you agree

A fresh cut lawn, a bonfire burning, and the smell after a rain
Rotten eggs, and manure piles, and even a clogged drain
All of these scents come back to you both good and bad you see
Because in the end they are all a part of life’s true poetry

Remember this when you come across something you have smelled before
Embrace it and look back to find the memory once more
Chances are it will be a good one, and make you smile inside
Because if you don’t then a part of you has really truly died

© Mark Taylor
Thursday, February 21, 2008

Tunnels...

cunning_linguist46 — Thu, 21 Feb 2008 15:29:17 UT

“Go towards the light” I heard a man once say
With my luck the light is a train, coming the other way
I sometimes feel like I am trapped in a tunnel of my choice
All I hear are echoes coming back of only my own voice

I spend a lot of time, I must admit, living in my own head
At time it is really scary and some thoughts I do still dread
But most other times it is rather nice and I just have a ball
Even though my personalities seem to always be in a brawl

Ok, I am kidding, no I really am, about the personalities
Having said that though I have met some others in different localities
Their tunnels are very long and winding forth and back
I would certainly get dizzy keeping THAT life on track

Most of us have tunnels inside ourselves where we can run and hide
We walk along the place in our mind, or at times we even ride
We go there as our quiet place to make sense out of our life
Other times we go there to escape husband or wife

The place to which we go is a safe haven for our soul
It truly allows us to replenish ourselves and finally to feel whole
When life gets us down and beats us up, our refuge is waiting there
We walk along its length and release our worries and cares

So remember this when you walk along that tunnel in your mind
Look back on what your life is like, remember to be kind
See deep into yourself, really take an honest glance
And listen for the train and try not to meet by chance

© Mark Taylor
Thursday, February 21, 2008

Striptease..

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 18:09:37 UT

She moved slowly into the room, swaying this way and that
He could not believe his eyes, his jaw fell flat
She told him to just lay back and enjoy
She had finally decided to stop being coy

She slowly started to remove her shirt
And then began to unbutton her skirt
It was tantalizing to the extreme to him
She used to be so proper and so prim

A silken sigh swept through the room
He felt like he was going to swoon
Her enchanting fragrance took him somewhere
He knew no time or place, nor cared

Her shirt and skirt dropped to the floor
And then he wanted to see more and more
Lacy underwear was now in view
And part of him just grew and grew

The bra came off, the panties next
He bowed down to her paying due respect
She was a goddess he knew inside and out
He wanted to yell, scream and shout

She stood there only in six inch heels
And his mind and body just seemed to reel
With a breath caught up inside his chest
He truly felt he was so blessed

He wanted her now more than ever before
She had opened his eyes to a whole lot more
She was the love of his life now and for all time
For they were truly in their own space and time

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

When my balls ran away…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 17:27:40 UT

The weatherman said look out below
It is going down tonight to 42 below
Oh my god what did I do to deserve this?
My balls have run away and they will be missed

I used to take them out of the drawer for dates you see
But now they truly have gone somewhere else from me
They used to just hang around as a pair feeling very content
And lying around not doing much, they gave it up for lent

But now because of the cold they have moved to a different place
And I am worried they are having fun to my disgrace
I went to the doctor just the other day
To see if they had crawled up inside or gone somewhere else to play

He said to me don’t worry they will be back sometime soon
Just pretend that they are still in the drawer, sing a happy tune
At least if they are gone no kids will come along
Easy for him to say he still has a sex life that is going strong

My balls ran away and I am scared what will be next
Because parts of me are getting lonely from lack of sex
I keep telling my “friend” to be patient please
And stop being envious of a stiff breeze

I will be back to normal I am sure fairly soon
When winter looses it icy grip, sometime in June
Until then I will have to beg and plead
For the rest of me to stay around and await my seed

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

To touch your face…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 16:56:36 UT

To touch your face is simply heaven sent
When I feel you touch mine, that’s the present
I want you so deeply that I lose all control
My body shakes and quivers, I know that is your goal

You run your hands softly over parts of me now
I sigh and move towards you, you know me, but how?
When you take a hold of me in just that way
Please don’t ever stop, let there be no delay

A tingling starts from the ends of my toes
And travels up my body, I am in my death throes
I jerk all over, I can’t control myself now
You touch all my buttons, it is instinctive somehow

Your hot breath is whispering gently in my ear
All the things you will do, but I have no fear
I trust you completely to the bottom of my heart
You never will hurt me, and never will we part

You touch me in places no one ever has before
I feel myself wanting you so much and more
Your touch is like fire, it burns through to my soul
I finally at last do completely feel whole

I don’t ever want this feeling to stop
You make me feel like I am always on top
And this world I am in would be a sad place indeed
If you were not with me, my heart truly would bleed

I am so in awe of the person you are
You give of yourself, and you’re my shining star
I will keep thoughts of you close to me wherever I go
As you are the love of my life as you always will know.

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Sex and Love…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 16:15:06 UT

When sex and love go hand in hand
It is a wonderful feeling, and never planned
To be with the one that makes you quiver inside
Is second to none, your hearts just collide

Sex without love is a little empty I will confess
It serves a purpose to help relive some of the stress
But in the end you will feel empty you see
Like a leaf that has fallen from an autumn tree

We spend our lives looking for the one that’s our mate
To share everything with and it starts with a date
An interview of sorts, I have learned that at last
A lot like going for a job, as I have done in the past

If the first date goes well then you are on probation it seems
To try and see if you both share the same dreams
If you do then love will bloom in the end
And you will truly find your very best friend

If it does not go well then you simply move on
To try and find a soul that is singing the same song
There are many out there that don’t give love a chance
They jump straight to the sex, like it’s the real dance

But the real thing you see is not truly like that
The love comes over time, and it starts with a chat
Communication is the key throughout all of this
And in the end you will finally know bliss

So sex and love do go hand in hand
And as I said before it is almost never planned
Don’t settle for just the sex because in the end you will find
That sex and love are forever entwined

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

The small stuff…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:34:48 UT

Don’t sweat the small stuff my dad once said to me
Because in the end it is not worth it you see
Don’t worry about what you cannot change
Because most of it is simply out of your range

“Worry is like rocking chair” he said to me
“It gives you something to do, but you get nowhere you see”
Don’t let the little things become your life
Because in the end they cause way too much strife

When you worry the small stuff it drives you nuts
And then you really seem to get in a rut
You can’t see the forest for the trees just then
But you say you have no time; but did you ever? And when?

Believe me the big stuff is waiting around the bend
And it truly wants to be your best friend
To drive you over the edge and to make you hurt
It is a lot like women who tease and flirt

They have no intention of doing anything with you
But they like to drive you crazy, you fret and stew
Well worry is an awful lot like that
You get nowhere in the end, you just feel flat

So let the small stuff just take care of itself
Leave it lying there up on that shelf
Just deal with the big stuff as it comes along
Keep a smile on your face, and in your soul have a song

Because 100 years from now it won’t matter you know
All those worries will be gone like winter’s snow
And all of what you accomplished will be remembered instead
Not all the little things that you had in your head

So remember this as you go through this life
Keep your loved one close, be they husband or wife
Enjoy your time with whoever it may be
Let the worries go away and truly be free

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

When the light comes on…

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 20 Feb 2008 15:13:33 UT

When the light comes on inside my brain
The darkness slinks away in shame
The bad thoughts I had all run and hide
To the back of my brain where they seem to reside

We all have our moments of feeling down and out
When the light is gone beyond any doubt
But the truth is that the light is always there
It is just the switch that appears to be beyond repair

When you feel like things are out of place
When darkness truly has shown its face
Then wire up a new switch very fast
And let the light come on full blast

A day without sunshine is like night you see
And in the end I know you will agree
The light that we all have shining deep inside
Is way better than living in darkness, and trying to hide

Some negative people I have met before
And being around them was certainly a chore
I spent all my time bringing them up from being down
And trying to turn a smile from a frown

When the light comes on inside my brain
I embrace it now without any shame
To be the best you can be is what I strive for
Instead of hiding in the dark behind the door

So when you finally see the light at last
Keep the brightness there, don’t let it go past
Live each day as it comes to you
And the light inside you will come bursting through

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 20, 2008

Ex’s..

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 17:08:44 UT

I saw my ex just the other day
She looked like hell I just have to say
I know that’s mean but it is just the truth
She certainly isn’t keeping her youth

I must admit it made me laugh inside
Ok outside as well, this glee I could not hide
The fact is she was a bit of a witch
Or that thing with a “b” that rhymes with snitch

A little bitter I am surely not
And you may think that I am taking cheap shots
But to be honest I call them as I see
And I am truly just being me

Some time has passed since that fateful day
Since we split up and she went away
I truly hope she is happy deep down inside
And I have truly taken our breakup in stride

I know it is mean to look at things this way
But I am truly happy she went away
Moving on to another is hit and miss
But in the end I am the one in bliss

Times truly marches on and on
And every one walks to a different song
But in the end only you can see
What was truly meant to be

While they are called ex’s for a reason you know
In the end everything helps you grow
You live, you love and then you die
It is up to you to reach for the sky

© Mark Taylor
Friday, February 15, 2008

Kids... and Life…

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 16:08:27 UT

Kids grow up so fast these days it seems
They are in and out of our lives just like a dream
And like a dream some make us worry and fret
Over things they have not even done yet

When kids are small they are full of “why’s?”
They drive us crazy to no surprise
We run around from here to there
Soccer, hockey and who else knows where

Then bigger kids bring bigger problems it seems
The drinking and drugs to the extreme
The sleepless nights come once again
Only this time it is not due to a flue strain

They say that tigers eat their young
Not a bad idea at times, oops a slip of the tongue
No really, I am sure that kids are here to show us the way
To a really good therapist every day

They say kids bring joy into our lives
The chicken pox, the measles or just plain hives
I am kidding of course I love mine to death
And that is where I am heading, and out of breath

I laugh at those people who don’t have kids
You need eyes in the back of your head without the lids
To keep track of what is going on at times
And to say goodbye to your nickels and dimes

I love my kids, they are my life
Even though at times it is full of strife
I would not trade them in for anything at all
And I will be there to catch them when they fall

© Mark Taylor
Friday, February 15, 2008

When raindrops fall

cunning_linguist46 — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 15:31:37 UT

When raindrops fall upon the ground
The seem to land with barely a sound
A whisper through the trees is all
They make as they drop down and fall

The clouds are heavy with threat of rain
And children can’t wait to play again
To make their boats of paper and glue
Play in puddles, and then come home for stew

When rain falls from the skies above
I like to cuddle up with the one I love
To sit in front of a fire that crackles and pops
And watch the rain on the window and count the drops

The air is heavy with the moisture inside
You feel the chill yet you do not hide
You run through puddles like a kid again
And relive your youth with joy unrestrained

When raindrops plummet from way up there
You feel close to nature and more aware
Of how truly fragile life can be
At last and finally you can really see

So be thankful for the rain that comes
And with the thunder like a big bass drum
Because next will come the light of the sun at last
To make you happy the rain has passed

© Mark Taylor
Friday, February 15, 2008

Cupid’s arrow

cunning_linguist46 — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 05:15:47 UT

Valentines Day comes but once a year
Bringing love to those you hold dear
When cupid drew back his bow of love
Whom ever it hit was all you thought of

That arrow shot straight through to your heart
And when it struck you felt the love start
An electric feeling shot from your head to your toes
And you knew your single life was in its death throes

This day of love should be celebrated by all
To be with your loved one, not shopping at the mall
Don’t buy candy and flowers to show that you care
Instead be by their side, show you will always be there

Material goods are nice now and again I am sure
But in the end they are never a cure
Be true to your heart instead is the way
For your love to bloom each and every day

Make this day the one day you show how you feel
Look deep into your heart; you will see the real deal
Treat your loved ones like you would yourself
Don’t leave your feelings up there on the shelf

When Valentines Day comes as it does every year
Remember to grab hold of your love with no fear
Enjoy the day with laughter and fun
Because being in love is second to none

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 13, 2008

When do you know?

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 13 Feb 2008 17:37:17 UT

When I first saw you my heart just opened wide
I felt like we were meant to be, my feelings could not hide
You made my whole body shake; I felt it to the core
This type of thing comes only once, I had not felt it before

When love finally comes at last it hits you like a brick
All thoughts just leave your head; your stomach just feels sick
Your excitement builds when you think of seeing that persons face
And you are in wonder at what got you to this place

To all my ex’s near and far I thank you now for this
You made me see what I did not want, thanks for the near miss
When I look back on what I had I am so thankful now
That you said goodbye to me back then, so please just take a bow

Things happen for a reason, at least that’s what they say
People come and go out of your life, very few will truly stay
To some you are not good enough for what they are looking for
To others you are the “one before the one”, and then they showed you the door

Now I know the truth at last and what lies ahead is grand
We go through life it seems with things so seldom planned
But in the end only we can tell if what we did was right
Or did we waste it on silly things, and living for “tonight”

The truth comes to us in the end as we look back and reminisce
Was it a hard road over all, or was it mostly bliss?
When the end comes along as it always does I know what I will say
I lived my life to the fullest, and not only for today

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, February 13, 2008

But it’s a dry cold..

cunning_linguist46 — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:28:49 UT

Well winter is here there is no doubt
As my nuts crawl inside my body I want to shout
“Just leave me alone, go far from here”
This bitter cold brings me no cheer

Minus 51 this morning the news did say
Oh my God why are you making me pay?
With frozen extremities and parts freezing off
And going to the doctor with this terrible cough

My truck wont start, it just sits and groans
While the rest of my body just shakes and moans
I can’t feel my fingers and my toes have gone
To warmer parts, back for springs new dawn

What I don’t really understand I suppose
Is why we actually live here, we don’t have enough clothes
To ward off winter’s bitter chill
I wish there was a magic warm up pill

With the temperature dropping this far down
Don’t lick a post or you will wear more than a frown
Every kid has done that, but only the one time
And the pain that you feel is truly sublime

We plug our cars in up here in this cold country
And all the cords are truly a site to see
The are laid across the road from house to car
From here to there, near and far

So remember this when you come to see me
Bring long johns and a very hot toddy
To keep you warm and the chill at bay
If you don’t winter will surely make you pay

© Mark Taylor
Tuesday, February 12, 2008

Shed a light

cunning_linguist46 — Tue, 12 Feb 2008 17:08:26 UT

When darkness falls across the land
Shed a light and take a stand
Don’t let others dictate to you
What you should think and what to do

Be true to yourself in every way
And live your life from day to day
Embrace both the good and the bad
All emotions both happy and sad

When darkness casts a pall across your life
And it seems there is no end to all the strife
Just shed a light deep within your soul
And make being happy your one true goal

Positive thoughts bring good things you see
At least that’s what “the secret” said to me
As a book to read it truly is a must
To eliminate bad feelings and all the fuss

When things look bad and you can’t see the tunnels end
And you have to look up to see down my friend
Then shed a light inside to help you to find
A way through it all, don’t be so blind

If there is one thing I can pass on to you through this
Please have faith in yourself and you just can’t miss
Remember that your true self is hiding inside
Even if you think that part has died

Surround yourself with loved ones and true friends
Draw on their strength, they won’t break, just bend
Repay the favor when they need it back
And you will feel the light and not the black

© Mark Taylor
Tuesday, February 12, 2008

True Love...

cunning_linguist46 — Mon, 11 Feb 2008 15:04:43 UT

True love comes around when you least expect
You meet by chance, your souls just connect
When two hearts begin to beat as one
Your love shines through just like the sun

The pledge is made to love for all time
Through hills and valleys, the dips and climbs
We search for the one to walk with to distant shores
And being with them is never a chore

With lovers past there was something not quite there
The commitment was lost; a voice said “beware”
But when your true love is found that voice is gone
And a new one rises up just like the dawn

They say true love does not exist and yet
We still search for it through upsets and regret
The time we waste with others allows us to learn
For what exactly our heart does in fact truly yearn

When true love comes at last to us all
Don’t throw it away, don’t drop the ball
Take it tight inside and never let go
The feeling is amazing as it starts to grow

It makes you feel all fuzzy inside
Your feelings come out and you just cant hide
Everyone around you can see plain as day
You are so in love, your face does portray

So when you at last find the one that does this to you
Stick close to them like crazy glue
Be friends first and let your love grow inside
Then your feelings will never ever subside

©Mark Taylor
Monday, February 11, 2008

Resolutions..

cunning_linguist46 — Wed, 02 Jan 2008 15:59:19 UT

Resolutions we make every New Years Eve
Yet it is usually ourselves we do deceive
The smoking is out, the drinking the same
Why do we put ourselves through all this pain?

Throughout the year we do things we regret
Making decisions that in the end put us deeper in debt
We really should know better, every year is the same
We make promises galore; it is only ourselves we can blame

I have to ask why it is that at the end of the year
We decide to change our lives, what is it that we fear?
Do we really think that we will stop what we do?
To be honest I don’t think we even have a clue

Instead of making promises that we know we can’t keep
Why not throw all of them on the trash heap
Let’s just promise to try to be better this year
And make ourselves happy, with less stress and no fear

Don’t promise to change who you are deep inside
That never works as you know that’s been tried
Because over the years it all goes the same way
Make promises, then break them, we don’t live for today

So to all my resolutions I can finally say adieu
Which is French for goodbye, as you already knew
I no longer will make stupid promises at the end of the year
And then the rest of my time will be filled with good cheer

© Mark Taylor
Wednesday, January 02, 2008

Bright Lights…Big City

cunning_linguist46 — Mon, 31 Dec 2007 08:46:05 UT

Concrete and stone, neon lights that shine oh so bright
This city called Las Vegas truly is a wonderful sight
But beneath all the glitz and glamor, of the town that never sleeps
Are the people that live here, and true friends that I will keep

I traveled to Vegas to see the sights, and take some time for me
And I was going to meet an online friend in person, this I truly had to see
I was not prepared, i must admit. for the wonderful friend I met
I should have been I know, this is a town that lives on bets

Josie, I am so very thankful that you took time out for us to meet
and i must say seeing you in person was very much a treat
You are truly a wonderful woman, and I thank you for being there
To show me the sights of Vegas, of places I was not aware

The valley of fire is truly that, an amazing sight to see
And the lights and all glitter, I was speechless, yes even me
You listened to me babble on, as I am prone to do
And never once did you suggest I belonged back in the zoo

While Vegas was an amazing place and I will surely go again
It is your friendship that matters most, like a flower needs the rain
As a tour guide you are simply the best, truly second to no one
With a smile, patience and a laugh, that warms just like the sun

Thank you my friend so very much from the bottom of my heart
You made my holiday so much more, it was sad when I had to depart
True friends are there through thick and thin and this I can truly say
A truer friend I could not have, don’t ever go away

© Mark Taylor
Monday, December 31, 2007