Category Archives: wondering and pondering

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

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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Yesterday

I have an element

I am not currently in it

It is somewhere I have been

It is somewhere I aspire to be again

Meanwhile, I will be where I am

and soak it up because I can

IMG_5278So, anyway……I got a tetanus shot booster three days ago and my arm has been hurting ever since!  Finally hurting less and I now have hope that it will stop hurting very soon.  Also have been feeling a little achy/fevery and a lot tired – maybe related, maybe not. I don’t know if I’ll ever get another one.  I bet if you got a deep wound of some kind they’d end up giving you the shot again anyway.  Ah, well,  maybe it’s all worth it.

How this relates to the flower pictured here, I cannot say.  Maybe it’s a reminder of the cycles of life and this too shall pass and stuff like that.  Yeah, that’s it!

Pet Peeve

Just read some entries on a blog by someone else

Trying to expand my worldview a little way beyond myself

and the tone seemed to be mocking and condescending

A most superior person with each and every answer and opinions unending

who can barely tolerate anyone who thinks differently

or has a conflicting take on situations and how things could be

Seems so judgmental while criticizing others for being judgmental

I get the judging part and I think it’s fundamental

People do judge, will judge and occasionally must judge

but how about this?  This is an opinion of mine that won’t budge

Knock off the judging under the guise of having an open mind

while trashing anyone who won’t tow the party line

Blue in a Good Way

How did blue get to mean sad?

Such a soft, calming color…

Anyway,

I’ve been feeling blue lately

(in the traditional sense)

and for no specific reason

and it’s kind of intense

I can be that way

if that’s the song I need to sing

but I would like to move on through

…and then evolve into something

in the joyful shade of blue.

A Riddle

I awake in the night

uninspired

apprehensive

growing tired

jumping to conclusions

without a net

about what will happen

what will I get?

and how?

’til a thought trickles in, saying,

What about now?

I am well

truth to tell

in the midst of this life

So I say a little prayer

of gratitude

Give myself a dose

of latitude

and fall asleep

listening to that guy

What’s his name?

Is he deep?

as he explain things fully?

Was it Dick VanPatton

or

Eckhart Tolle?

 

Note to Self

Remember to remember

to not get too far ahead

in your head

and get all concerned

about getting it all done

at work

do what you can and

then

let it be what it be

Been here before

and somehow

it got done

or it didn’t

and the world carries on

in that way it has

I might as well relax

after all

 

 

 

Words Resounding

I’m an idiot

I’m awkward

I’m socially inept

I’m clever

I’m witty

and you ain’t seen nuthin’ yet

I vacillate from certainty

to knowing not one thing

yet, aspects of living

have loud, familiar rings

and in the smooth

and in the rough

one could become

all kinds of stuff

while wandering

– still undaunted-

and quite possibly

enough

 

What is the Point?

IMG_4387Sketchy at best

Unpredictable and blurry

All the ways we are blessed

Can be gone in a hurry

And yet we persist

and we try not to worry

(which, by the way, is not an easy task)

Still,  what is the point?

(I almost forgot to ask)

since life is what we have 

all amazing and quirky

Is it all about making

really good soup

and meeting who you meet

and running through snow

in your stocking feet?

(which you might want to try if you ever get the chance)