THOMAS
DE
ANGELO
HANDS OF CONTROL
Each day I wake
I wake with good
intent
Each day I wake
I seek simple
goodness.
Each day I live
I live in a crazy
swirl
Each day given
away
I live without
control.
Without many
things keeping
My soul alive I
found life
Without the
evidence of truth
My soul lives in
your control.
Each day spent
crying in sorrow
I live in your
world out of control
Each day screaming
to see peace
I live drumming
away at your fight.
Each day I have
lived I gave my all
I lived simply, in
this crazy world
Each day I saw end
hoped it was won
I lived to inspire
in my little space.
©Thomas De Angelo
LIVING IN YOUR
SPIRITED WORDS.
You gave me a love
without a shred,
Gave me all you
could on my knees.
When I think of
giving up
I think of all you
gave me
When I ponder
these thoughts
It's hard for my
mind to be free.
Freedom is paid
for with a creed
Achievable ends
rewarded with hope.
Make it the
direction without fools greed,
Letting go of
belief is like a kaleidoscope.
When I feel the
end to this road
I think of your
encouraging swift words
Saving me from the
waves that erode
As warriors
dodging swords
These deep places
bring no gift
How does it work,
climbing guarded?
When simple minds
have no lift,
Inventing an
escape downhearted.
You gave me a love
without a shred,
Gave me all you
could on my knees.
© Thomas De Angelo
CREAM OF MY CROP
I turn and turn
with concern
And in time things
seem smooth
I turn and turn
what is in my pot
Until it seems
ready.
Turning is like
treating life well
Handling
everything carefully
For happiness
throughout all
Never turning too
much, not to turn to liquid.
The heat in
anything changes each turn
Watching how hot
the pot becomes
Walking away gives
open rein to its boil
Even in that
little moment, you turn your back.
Keeping life to
your creamy delight takes work
It's as you would
turn your pot of cream
Carefully, the
density selected is your life
Watch it as your
spoon turns it, it's your life.
THOMAS DE ANGELO
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