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Anticipate

via Daily Prompt: Anticipate

What can happen?

Who  can say

     As I flounder through the day

Seeking to be well-aware

      of all the good

I’m almost there

     and if you look,

it’s everywhere.

Appalling stuff has such a draw

     all the news that’s fit to awe

it shouts and beckons

    with screaming hues

           attempting to distort all views

Enough, enough

I choose to find

     some wisdom ways

        to calm my mind

Perspective and context

       a path to grace

Anticipate this joyful place

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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SLEEP is a word that looks funny to me at the moment for some reason

Good Night, Gracie

Insights abound

and perspectives are found

and still I find myself thinking around

       in circles and tangents in more than one bound

Awakened abruptly mid-sleep in my bed

and wondering where all the insights have fled

and why do I still get these feelings of dread

with unwelcome thoughts that pop into my head

Ah, well, it’s a cycle, it’s a pendulum swing

Last night I was laughing a lot in a dream

An optimistic upheaval; a paradigm shift?

A chance that I’m finally catching the drift?

Look at these thoughts that give me no clue

and the awful imaginings that have seldom rung true

See them clearly for the imposters they are

Seemingly logical, yet impossibly vague

Midnight meanderings are usually wrong

That’s a real thing that some scientist said

Not at your best when lying down half asleep

Counting back from a hundred with some rag-taggled sheep

Practice relinquishing future prediction

What a collection of unvarnished fiction!

This is a welcome and pure benediction

Say goodnight; give way to sleep’s jurisdiction

Marching by Myself

I felt light yesterday

the sun shone and called me away

Today jumped in and turned it all inside out

the sun lurked sullenly behind the rain clouds

and it’s not easy to have the sun out there

all lurk-y and sullen

just beyond reach

And it’s not easy to be at odds with it all

marching to a different drummer

every

single

time

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Back to Peace

Wake up happy

Wake up sad

Think of all the good we had

Why spend so much time feeling bad?

Sometimes sad just seems to find me

Grabs me up and takes me down

Shakes me up and lets me frown

In random moments I remember

to bring my thoughts away from me

Do something fun or complicated

Let time pass with concentration

and trust I will get back to peace

 

A Mention

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It is very good to be feeling good right this minute

I suddenly noticed today

— and what a find —

that nothing hurts

in body or mind 

— and how often does that happen?

and

I suddenly realized

I’d better give a thought

to the lovely and sublime

that surround us

all the time

Even though the crass and cruel

scream for our attention

seems like the wonderful stuff

deserves at least a mention

 

 

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Let It Be

Let good news

            be good news

Let that be my style

Let some things be okay

at least for awhile

Getting all twisted

and messed up forever

can wait until Tuesday

or Thursday              

         or never

Sweet Basil on a Very Hot Day

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It’s over 90 degrees

in the sun and the shade

It’s way too hot

but I’ve got it made

Attitude is improving

as my spirits revive and

soak up sensations of

being alive

All things will pass

for bad or for good

I want to remember

(You’d think that I would)

to embrace all the fine stuff

and weather the rough

This is my time

and this is my place;

may I engage with some gusto

and a smidgen of grace

 

 

 

For Fun from 2012:  an Odyssey 

IMG_3977Why am I so crazy

Why am I so fat

Too much bread and sugar

Get enough of that

I can be a vegan

I can skip the meat

But butter, bread and sugar

Is what I want to eat

Non Lo So

Non Lo so

I just don’t know

Thinking it over

Just makes it grow

Pensarci troppo

No. No. No.

Simply turn

And let it go…

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In This Particular

In this particular

time and space

There appears to be grace

all over the place

With no need to struggle

or finagle or strive

It’s a very good night

to be alive.

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