I Don’t Like the Sound

“I Don’t Like the Sound”

I was handed a spark.

It happened a long time ago.

But what am I to do with it,

Is what I’d like to know?

I’ve no grievances,

With sickness, need or death.

I understand why we breathe,

Why we must draw breath.

I get that thinking too little of another,

Living creature is somehow wrong.

I understand my place,

I know my family is strong.

For the better part of my life,

I couldn’t understand hate.

That soundless blinding rage,

That should only be delivered by fate.

I’m not so stupid that I don’t understand,

What I was gifted deep inside my soul.

I’m not so unseeing,

That I don’t understand the possible toll.

I know you do it within risk,

I know you do it within trust.

But doing it is not an obligation.

I don’t believe that you must.

   

I believe that this place,

Is our battleground.

And I’m tired of my voice,

I don’t like the sound.

Because I was handed a spark.

It happened a long time ago.

What should I to do with it,

I’d like to know?

Danny Gunter

03-31-2011

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http://theinspirationroom.com/daily/2009/words-hurt-too/

Remains

“Remains”

 

I want to move past it.

I want to move, I want to stay.

I want to seek advice,

When the only truth is what I can say.

 

On the upside,

Of a decade now.

I’d love to shout unto the stars and heavens,

I've forgiven but I don’t know how.

    

I wish that I possessed,

Everyone else’s resolve.

But this appears to be a problem,

That only I can solve.

    

I wish to say I love you.

When I can only hate you.

Somewhere in between those two,

Remains what’s true.

     

I don’t possess the power to punish.

But I do want you to pay.

Because I gave you my soul and heart,

As you just turned and walked away.

  

Danny Gunter

03-30-2011

I FALL ALL OVER AGAIN Dan Hill

What I Decide To Hide

  

"What I Decide To Hide"

 

I’ve been caught up in the clouds,

Embraced by the wind.

Opened truthfully and honestly.

And in a lover found a best friend.

But clouds will always darken,

And shake the earth with lightning and thunder.

As we find peaceful,

As we aimlessly blunder.

Into and out of,

So many souls.

But as you pass the meters,

We all must pay the tolls.

  

My experience,

And what I decide to hide.

And these choices are my own,

Simply toned by someone amongst anyone

Can lie.

Danny Gunter

03-29-2011

But This

 

“But This”

I can only offer that my heart,

My dreams and love were built of adamantium.

For those who don’t frequent comic books.

It’s a metal that can’t be broke by nearly anyone.
 

 Now I’m as beaten and as ragged,

As anyone else upon this earth.

Hell, I can only imagine there are so many out there.

Who’ve survived so much worse.

But this wound is mine.

Not borders or countries, I’m all who bleeds.

And within my words I don’t seek to lessen any others.

Hurts, wounds or any of their needs.

I can only speak of myself,

I can only write of what has touched or impacted me.

I wish I were blessed enough,

To write of things other than what I can see.

I would wrap you up,

In a blanket of comfort safe from the hurt left by time.

I would help and I wish that I could,

But this,

This is just another silly rhyme.

Danny Gunter

03-27-2011

wynonna judd - heaven help me

Someplace

  
"Someplace"

He doesn't believe,
Like he did before.
He doesn't live here,
Anymore.

Someplace else,
Where dreams come true.
Someplace where it matters,
What you do.

Where promises aren't swallowed,
Like an after dinner mint.
And yesterdays love,
Isn't something you resent.

Someplace where dreams don't fade,
Into black and white.
Someplace where hope,
Doesn't fade into night.

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