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Picture taken by my friend Cyndi Leos....thank you Cyndi.

Monday, March 25, 2013

It's Time...



jump out of planes
and forget to pack the chute...
skate on thin ice
and ride bareback into the storm

spin in circles until you puke
ignore until the headaches come
twist your guts into numbness
so you can remember who you are

climb up high enough to see the perspective
dig deep to find the person you wanted to be
talk to the hand and listen to yourself
you have the answers, you know the score

howl at the moon
scratch it 'til it hurts
dig your heels in
and don't let anyone steer your ship

wasting time and money
is not the same as when we were young
you're suppose to be wise when you're older
don't braille your way through your life

enough is enough
wake up and smell the coffee
it's time.
get off your ass and live your life

©~dkb~

4 comments:

DJan said...

Well done, Donna! A very evocative poem. Glad to "see" you here, dear one. :-)

Dee said...

Wow, I enjoyed reading your poem. It was fun, entertaining and filled with energy. By the way, I like your new header picture, too. It almost looks like the sea gull is posing for the camera.
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Pat said...

I love it! Throw caution to the wind, just do "it"!

Kim @ Stuff could... said...

This is a nice poem...is motivating