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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

Resta Qui

Preparing for a plot to hatch

What would be the mood to match?

Who would find the point to catch?

Remember, to remember

 don’t get too far ahead

don’t catch up to the future

stay right here instead

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Nothing Much

I am under the illusion

that it could be very good

while entertaining some confusion

as I almost always would

As I study on delusion

it begins to call me out

Do I over-rate my judgment

and my certainty

…and doubt?

 

Scar

Scar seems harsh at first look

but that’s not always so

Scars can map out our stories

and the whole ebb and flow

Even the wrinkles and the gravitational pull

tell a saga of living a life that is full

I look in the mirror and see who I am

Would I be any different if I lived it again?

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An Exercise (Stopping to write words on a typical evening)

Whose words these are I think I know

His name has slipped my memory, though

He will not see me writing here

to watch this pen fill in this row

_________

My puzzled mind must think it queer

to write without a plot-line near

between the twists and turns I take

the pages lead me through the year

_________

I give my drowsy head  a shake

to ask if there is some mistake

The only other move’s the creep

of pencil poised in hands that quake

 

_________

His words are lovely, dark and deep

but I seek joyful thoughts to keep

and words to write before I sleep

and words to write before I sleep

 

 

This Morning There is Sun Shining on Us

Sun in August

   in the Morning

Visible

   and warm

Soft

   and inviting

It calls me out

   to play

It calls me

   to remember

      the pull of exploration

      the draw of each new day

I am not a child

so what will I play?

I can walk awhile

and join up with today

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Judy in Disguise

Blessings in disguise

That’s what you are

Kind of a surprise

but not at all bizarre

Blessings disguised

inadvertently

as problems

I think we need to know that it can happen

Uncrossed

Once upon a time I heard a news reporter quote a politician who said, “We don’t want people riding the subway with their fingers crossed.  We want to assure them that it’s safe.”

……and I wondered, why not?   I seem to go through life with my fingers crossed.

With fingers crossed and an open heart

I make my way through the angles and curves

Though no one can ever assure me it’s safe

No matter what branch of government he serves

Some days and nights I consider the cost

and make shaky plans to get them uncrossed

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The Price of Antenna TV

Came home and my pen

had nothing to say to me

I criticize myself

for watching too much TV

The commercials can bring me down

About broken hips and knees

The nation is growing old

and living in misery;

at least they’d have us believe

by images tossed around

Just buy our scooter or brace

and all that is lost is found

and medicare always pays

for every thing that you see

Contact us right away

and then you will all be free

Reverse your mortgage

Reverse your pain

Reverse your age

So much to gain

Guaranteed to work or you’ll get your money back

Just turn it off 

and watch the screen fade to black

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