Sun starts to rise as I awake,
this misty morn with hues of gold.
A fleeting moment soon is gone,
as gold can't stay in jaded eyes.
This misty morn with hues of gold,
'twill be gone within the hour.
Grandeur of campaign promises,
soon become ancient history.
A fleeting moment soon is gone,
just like the gold in nature's green.
With pen in hand this bill I sign,
it won't quench my thirst for power.
As gold can't stay in jaded eyes,
I'm like Eden sinking in grief.
Remove the covers, untold truths,
it's time to face the world again.
~~~~~
As day begins and I arise,
from truths untold I now surmise.
Tattered and torn I compromise,
seeing the world through jaded eyes.
From truths untold I now surmise,
quick silver plan, I now devise.
Serpent like tongue, I spew forth lies,
as that's a politician's guise.
Tattered and torn I compromise,
consequences are no surprise.
Face in the mirror I despise,
like a chameleon in disguise.
Seeing the world through jaded eyes,
hoping today is my demise.
Down on my knees gazing to skies,
I ask the Lord to hear my cries.
Joyce Le Lievre
(sunny day)
© Joyce A. Le Lievre, All Rights Reserved
December 20, 2007


I should have added another category to this one, "Fiction".
I'm very happy that you enjoyed this one. Thank you again. Love and God bless, Joyce


Thank you again, your words mean a lot to me. Love you my friend, Joyce 

I'm very happy that you enjoyed this one. We have two wonderful hosts/writers in this contest. I'm very happy that you enjoyed this one. I love the color GREEN.





Love and God bless, Joyce 


We lie and deceive as we go through our day just like the ones around us. Some of us feel guility though and try to make amends as we end our day.
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