One Word: race
Today's One Word was "race"…
What does it take to win the race? Perhaps you are of the wrong race? Are we entering a new arms race? Everyone is in a race against time.
Today's One Word was "race"…
What does it take to win the race? Perhaps you are of the wrong race? Are we entering a new arms race? Everyone is in a race against time.
Today's One Word was "beach"…
I long to be on a beach. To feel the warmth of the sun, the sand on my feet and the wind on my face. Salt air filling my lungs. [Ref]
The Gemstone
Critical placement
What it takes to hold
Proper fitting
The light will show
It's a phony, it's far too small
But in the doorway
It's the key to the hall
Found the third one, it's color is gold
In the floor hold, it begins to grow
Shines a light, for a place to crawl
Now you've got it, the rock that does it
Holding it tight, immersed in light
This your take for making your fate
Fall 1983
So yesterday I came across one word. The basic premise being it gives you one word and then you have sixty-seconds to write about. Very simple, very easy. This is something I can see doing periodically. So yesterday's word was "spark". To which I came up with:
There was a spark that ignited a single flame. But that's all it took to bring the entire house down to a pile of ashes. Sadness reigns.And today (as I literally just did this while writing this post) is "chorus". So I wrote:
The voices rang from on high. As the church hall filled with glorious sound. And there were smiles all around and much happiness. The sound of peace.I like it. :)
Lost
Where am I going, what am I now?
What is coming, where does it go?
Direction, purpose, unknown
Holding on to what little I've got
Looking for someone to help me through
Turned the wrong way too many times
I'm so afraid, I can't find the path
Who can hold me, show me what's right
Gone wrong in so many ways
Can it change? Will it change?
Lost is deep thought, is the cause lost?
Why am I here? Where can I go?
My Direction and purpose are unknown
Ca I give what I've got or do I have what you want?
Am I in a fog of hopeless cause?
Or will it rise so I can't hide?
Direction uncertain, purpose unknown
Blowing in the jet stream of a nuclear age
A number in memory in a computer bank
Being crushed by the weight of the technological race
Somehow I wonder, will it ever change?
What will I become in this modern craze?
9/30/1983