Sunday, February 28, 2016
he said, but he said
the game of symantics
the war of the words
participants battling
wielding their swords
the problem with english
too much means the same
with neither man wrong
it's our language to blame
Blessed
my eyes as I watch its dance
my ears as I listen to its song
my heart as I celebrate my place in it
all blessed by natures beauty
Friday, February 26, 2016
No Winners
War
cities destroyed
roads covered in blood
trails of the dead
soldiers
civilians
children
no-one remains untouched
nightmares haunt those who survive
the last man standing
wins nothing
Monday, February 22, 2016
Thursday, February 11, 2016
They close their minds, only for a moment and our peace is gone
They close their minds
to that which they do not choose to understand
cover their eyes
to that which they do not want to see
shut their ears
to that which they do not wish to hear
they refuse to accept
there are other cultures holding different beliefs
they deny that there are other schools of thought
with other closed minded people who also believe
their own ways are the only way to live
peace will not be found
until all eyes are open
all ears are willing
and the minds of men are opened
to the fact that they are not alone
to that which they do not choose to understand
cover their eyes
to that which they do not want to see
shut their ears
to that which they do not wish to hear
they refuse to accept
there are other cultures holding different beliefs
they deny that there are other schools of thought
with other closed minded people who also believe
their own ways are the only way to live
peace will not be found
until all eyes are open
all ears are willing
and the minds of men are opened
to the fact that they are not alone
Wednesday, February 10, 2016
Who are They
The world is filled with those who
would steal your joy
their hearts are cold
all of life, every facet of it
must be completely serious
there is no room for fun in their lives
I first saw them as having cheated
themselves out of life
but in truth it is not their fault
it is the bitterness they were raised
under
their being kept under anothers thumb
their entire lives
that's made them this way
How can we actually blame them
for what they've been taught
for what their parents and schools
have instilled in their minds
they know nothing but the rules that
must be followed
To watch another step outside of those
rules
to see them live their lives
differently
to view others experiencing joy and
happiness
only offers them great irritation in
their gut
but all they know of jealousy is the
definition of the word
You see, definitions are within the
rules
feelings are not
feelings and emotions are to them
a weakness
something they have been taught has no
place in life
I'm sure that I will be asked who are
they
and I will answer an entire colony of
meerkats
but if they actually need to ask
if they really want to know
their answer will best be found in a
mirror
Monday, February 8, 2016
Silent Times Bring Gold - rewritten
The quiet times, alone in the beautiful
morning silence. There is that wheezing cat, she's a fat one always
there beside me but otherwise, alone and taking in a little my time.
It seems as though it is these types of
moments that my thoughts turn to memories of earlier days. They come
on their own. Good and bad both drift in and out but the good ones
seldom hang on long enough for me to enjoy the positivity of their
building blocks. Those good times brought many positive lessons
which helped to shape me into who I am today. They seem to drift off
quickly though allowing the negative moments to creep in.
These negative moments, these bad time
of my life, they stay in my mind so much longer. It's funny how they
can enter not only during the quiet moments but often are present
reminding me that they existed and that they too had an influence on
who I was becoming all along the way.
Today, I look at these negative times
as valuable lessons learned. My guess is that they stay with me
longer so that the lesson they had taught me might keep me from
repeating the mistakes I had made on the way. If I am going to make
new mistakes, they need to bring fresh lessons.
Although I have no wish to relive or
even think about the the bad times of life, it seems as they do a
great service. I probably should be grateful to them as they tend to
motivate me to do better and offer a more acceptible behavior in my
daily life.
Seems hard to argue that moving away
from the bad moments, not reliving them isn't a good direction to
take. Like I've said, I don't even want to think about reliving the
moments that brought the negative side of me.
Anyway, moving away from the negative
and concentrating on the positive side of life has helped me to
appreciate what I've learned. The importance of not pushing a
negative attitude out in front of me and at least attempt to share a
little happiness with others. People just don't need to have to face
the ugliness of a negative attitude at every turn as they try to make
it through their day. I guess I must have been paying a little bit
of attention to how bad the negative memories effected how I felt and
saw now reason to spread it around. It all opened me up to view life
from a whole different perspective.
Taking it all down to the bottom line
though, I think that it was the negative lesson were the most
important and the memories of the hard time are the things that keep
me on a road of wanting to make a difference for others.
Saturday, February 6, 2016
Thar She Blows
The morning sun
edges its way over the eastern horizon
she begins her daily chore
that of heating of the earth
the air above begins to warm
a thermal is created
a column of warm air
rising high
leaving a void below
cool air rushs in
filling the vacuum
they say the wind blows
while in truth
it really sucks
Seeking the End
Adrift for days
which had turned into weeks
The current had vanished
and the winds
they had been taken from his sails
It was as if he was being held prisoner
by the sea
Baked by a mercilous sun during the day
and feeling frozen at night
his hope had joined the currents and
the wind
Another day of the same would only
bring more pain
Yet the days continued to come
Each one bringing more of the tortuous
rays of the sun
His eyes had been dried
unable to produce the badly needed
tears
to relieve them
His skin damaged
The sea water which had helped to cool
him
no longer brought relief
instead the salt produced prolonged
burning
The eagerness of those first days to
survive was gone
In his heart he knew that only death
would bring an end
to the suffering
Thursday, February 4, 2016
Life
The journey at first
seemed to be taking forever
now the miles fly by
I'm not sure where
when
or for that matter
how it will end
but it's been great
I think I'll celebrate today