Sometimes I’m drunk
Sometimes I’m stoned
Sometimes I’m tired
Of being alone
Sometimes I’m up
Sometimes I’m down
Sometimes misguided
Just hangin’ around
Every day’s another day of making choices
One more chance to grab what you can get
... – by Greg Lanier | 54 Views added 4 months ago
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This old house is getting cluttered
And the walls are getting scarred
As I wander through life’s living room
Of broken Mason jars
And I can’t afford the rent this month
I drank it in the bar
Ain’t it funny how you see things twenty-twenty
... – by Greg Lanier | 56 Views added 5 months ago
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Sometimes I’m drunk
Sometimes I’m stoned
Sometimes I’m tired
Of being alone
Sometimes I’m up
Sometimes I’m down
Sometimes misguided
Just hangin’ around
Every day’s another day of choices
One more chance to grab what you can get
Nobody... – by Greg Lanier | 5,106 Views added 6 months ago
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Life can be such an awesome event
When you realize your last dollar is spent
And those dreams are not quite close enough
To wash your boat past the rocky... – by Greg Lanier | 26 Views added 2 years ago
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I walked into a velvet yard
and spake a velvet tongue.
Then pulled across my velvet eyes
the lids of velvet young.
And then I lifted velvet hands
up to my velvet face
to feel the lines of age beyond
my tarnished, brassy... – by Greg Lanier | 28 Views added 2 years ago
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There are places in the ground
Where treasure chests can still be found
But all the wisdom buried there
Has long decayed from lack of wear
How do I know that once there lied
A secret treasure in disguise?
I read a book.
I... – by Greg Lanier | 20 Views added 2 years ago
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Wakin’ to the silence of the mornin’
Reachin’ for a song to start the day
Disregard the surgeon general’s warnin’
Gonna’ die of somethin’ anyway
Peekin’ out the window
At the comin’ of the dawn
Sifting through some mem’ries
I thought were dead and... – by Greg Lanier | 25 Views added 2 years ago
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Run with me
To free your imagination
Touch the golden chalice
Enter the dark wood without foreboding and
Taste the forbidden fruit
Run with me
To find the gods
Dispel the myths
Create the rumors and
Sacrifice the... – by Greg Lanier | 19 Views added 2 years ago
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There’s a river
Passing slowly,
Don’t know no rainbows.
The wind blows,
Birds calling,
Following fish to the sea;
The river reminds me of... – by Greg Lanier | 18 Views added 2 years ago
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The sky is shrouded
My brain is clouded
The crowd stands in the rain.
Though every soul must bridge this chasm,
Each knows separate... – by Greg Lanier | 39 Views added 2 years ago
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A pebble breathes a gasp of life,
The slap of birth - my shoe.
Then once again is laid to rest
‘Neath firmaments of blue.
Its life span is no consequence.
For what is time, you see.
The concept here is that the world
Has changed because of... – by Greg Lanier | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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Ranger’s Sky, the mountain man,
walked the sacred Fatherland.
Head held high with snarl of teeth;
gardenia’s trampled under feet.
Ranger’s Sky, the mountain man,
kept his feelings in a can;
never for a soul to see.
Ranger’s liked his... – by Greg Lanier | 8 Views added 2 years ago
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Wake to the ache of a cheap clock radio start a pot feed and pet the cat sip a cup
then peel open the eyes in the rain of life.
don some cloth
drag to the pit of fate
do the time
collect the change
stop and suck a brew for the road... – by Greg Lanier | 35 Views added 2 years ago
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Those who paint by numbers
Are the bleakest of them all
The art of mediocrity
ELVIS HAS LEFT THE HALL!
I say, peacock!
Poppycock!
Go rake your ivy leaves
I’ll take my pen and old guitar
And sail the seven... – by Greg Lanier | 17 Views added 2 years ago
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And so it was that the tribe of man
Spewed forth into the darkness of the wilderness
In red Chevy Nomads
To divide and conquer and multiply by 2.3
Many were the prophesied meek
awaiting their inheritance
A few more were the snake oil salesmen... – by Greg Lanier | 10 Views added 2 years ago
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A brown cub climbed a redwood tree
and shouted, “I’m the best!
Since I sit top the tallest tree,
I’m better than the... – by Greg Lanier | 21 Views added 2 years ago
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I want to fly my aeroplane
above the clouds
and pouring rain
To slip those earthen bonds, so surly,
I need to get there fairly... – by Greg Lanier | 10 Views added 2 years ago
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I wandered to the edge of town
And thought that I should turn around
But then a light came from the sky
That bade me question questioning why
And so I wandered a little farther
Unassuming - not a bother
When suddenly a truck came by
And splashed... – by Greg Lanier | 16 Views added 2 years ago
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Roger liked to play guitar,
But he couldn’t play very well,
So he hung around the few of us
Who thought we could help.
We... – by Greg Lanier | 13 Views added 2 years ago
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The monolith beckons
from the electric candle light,
filling my existence
with the reflections of a desperate... – by Greg Lanier | 11 Views added 2 years ago
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In the silence of my dreaming visions clouding - bells a ringing
Sipping nectar from the altar William Carlos Uncle Walter
Robert Frost directs the traffic Wallace Stevens? chiropractic
Emily’s riding in her carriage ... – by Greg Lanier | 21 Views added 2 years ago
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Ink and pulp and chemical impulses
Streaming from that oft analyzed region;
The void filled by sight and sound and taste and feel and... – by Greg Lanier | 17 Views added 2 years ago
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I got dreams, but don’t believe ‘em.
I got visions, but can’t retrieve ‘em.
I got walls, they’re closin’ in.
I got ink, but lost my pen.
I got guns; can’t find the shells.
I got nostrils; hate the smells.
I got symphonies in my brain.
I got bonds,... – by Greg Lanier | 16 Views added 2 years ago
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This old house is getting cluttered
And the walls are getting scarred
As I wander through
life’s living room
Of broken Mason jars
And I can’t afford
the rent this month
I drank it in the bar
Ain’t it funny how you see things
twenty-twenty
... – by Greg Lanier | 1,309 Views added 2 years ago
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Look in the mirror and what do I see?
The picture I’m getting’s not what you perceive.
The ultimate truth is all founded on lies.
The world, as I see it, is no big... – by Greg Lanier | 30 Views added 2 years ago
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Maybe I should
Join the ranks
Of those who play
Without the pranks
And co-exist
Just to survive
Within the hollow
Of their... – by Greg Lanier | 19 Views added 2 years ago
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I came to the river
with a thirst in my eye
But the current was faster
than the vision was dry.
So I sat on the bank
and I cursed at the sky
And wished for a reason
to pack up and... – by Greg Lanier | 26 Views added 2 years ago
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It floats
On wisps of the wind
From the ceiling fan
It hides
Until spied
By the truth in a beam of sunlight
Or in the wipe
Of a pure white glove
It collects
On the porous membranes
That condition... – by Greg Lanier | 16 Views added 2 years ago
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Cloths lay crushed on the bedroom floor,
In disarray from the night before
And I ask myself,
“What’s wrong with me?”
As I pull my boot from the shattered... – by Greg Lanier | 26 Views added 2 years ago
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