When Hopes Die by Blair Gaulton

When Hopes Die
When hopes die;
We all cry.
A fireworks of pain.
Must find a way;
to come alive inside.
Now is the time
to say;
what is gone; is gone
‘n’ move on.
(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2016

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Flowers and the Indifferent Wind by Blair Gaulton

Flowers and the Indifferent Wind
Flowers’ stubble;
flap ‘n’ flutter
in the indifferent wind.
​(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)July 2016

Living Life by Blair Gaulton

This is a poem I originally wrote in 2010 and had thought lost. I found it yesterday and am publishing it today for the first time. 🙂

Living Life
To live is to die.
To laugh is to cry.
Happy is to be sad.
Panic to be calm.
Being right is being wrong.
Our lives are filled;
with opposite poles.
Which tug on our hearts
‘n’ riddle our souls.
Without them
we would not be fulfilled;
or experience the full thrill
of living.

(C)BJG(Blair Gaulton)June 2016