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Bthe Meaning If Any Of Life

Attempting to pen a poem this night
Considering the meaning if any of life?
Starting in fact, from the beginning of time
So many prophets, scholars, and lines
In all there were eigthy-nine religions
On many things did they seem to agree!
Often the world seen through their eyes
Wisdom and knowledge, yet so different to me.
The hereafter and heaven, nirvana and light
Some even thinking, we're born only to die
Why are we here? What is life all about?
Attempting to process, all to do is shout!
That man has never, defined it and still....
Makes it so special....and is God's will
The meaning deserving, a second look
My little girl coloring, in her coloring book
Barry A. Lanier



Bthe Ode Less Traveled

Traveling down the road less traveled
Somehow it just seemed the best
Just an ole'country road
Like most of the rest
Enlightened and yearning
To rest my heavy load
Feathered anticipation
In this road I have chose
Winding round' curves
Thinking of this and that
My cell phone was ringing
Wham! Bam! both my tires went flat
She was tired and was leaving
Thinking things were on the mend
How was I to ever know of this
In love with my only best friend
One thing in life now for certain
Really nothing is for sure
Got out to change both tires
Stepped in a foot of manure
Thinking life's got to get better
Yet it came completely unraveled
Next time around I won't choose
The same road less traveled
Barry A. Lanier



Bthe Old Windmill

I see the grain coming
Looking down over the fields
Time to grease down my bearings
And to oil up my wheels

Configure all of my blades
Getting ready to now turn
A northeasternly is blowing
And my passion now burns

Aloft in my fine tower
Wherever winds blow
Coming face to face
As a soldier to his foe

Crushing the barley
The corn and the rye
Till dusk comes calling
No winds in the sky

When the flour is bagged
Full waters in the tank
To return again tomorrow
Impaling winds then to thank

[ On my grandfather's homeplace he had a windmill built in 1919 on the hill with a standing mill attached along with a watertower made of wood shingles to store the families water, over the years the only poem I've ever seen written about these old wind mills is by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow-The Windmill ]
Barry A. Lanier



Bto High A Price (Author Favorite)

Forgive us O'Lord
That man cannot abide In peace and forgiveness
To see the multitudes of men Stumble in darkness
Only to rise no more
Laid out across the battlefields
Of all the long lost wars
The infinite sounds of the brave
The agony and screams Dying men calling out
Then ending their dreams
I know of the honor and glory
For these fearless and brave
But God only knows
Was it worth what they gave?
In man's wisdom and intellectual mind
Might he one day find
An alternate solution
For these trying times
Barry A. Lanier
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