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Saturday, December 9, 2017

No Pain No Gain...Baloney!

Anger and compassion
are not friends.
We choose
the one that works for us.

Not one new goal will 
please me if I can’t 
appreciate where I am.

The older I get,
the more I understand,

life can’t be lived pain free.

Thursday, December 7, 2017

Pearl Harbor Day

It seems,
more or less,
life seldom meets 
my expectations.
I adapt.

Couples should not
break up in December.
Santa can’t find
single folks.

Everything I do today
affects the future,
mine and everyone’s.

Today is the most
beautiful day. I choose to
see joy and beauty. 

My life’s purpose is
to care for her. 
Today, she is 
my caretaker.

Laid up with sciatica,
I am hoping
to soon get
back to life.

Thanksgiving:
Remembering to say thanks

for the little things each day

Wednesday, December 6, 2017

Miscellaneous 17’s

If you can do it,
why bother to dream it?
Do be, do be, do be.

Please let me explain.
This concept, no pain no gain,
simply a fool’s bane.

Self-glossed,
as America’s Finest City.
Who’s to argue?
Beaches.

I have, in the past,
put myself in harm’s way.
I won’t do so again.

My heart knows 
a lot of things,
but I still need
my brain 
for some matters.

This is a good day
for some random acts
of joyful beneficence

I don’t try hard to
do big things. Many little 
acts of good will do.

When I wish to find
reasons for gratitude
in life,
it’s not too hard.

When somewhere new,
it’s not the place that is foreign.
I’m the foreigner.

Come in. 
The table is brimming,
catered by Spirit.
Savor each bite.

Waiting for perfection:
That is a good way 
to not enjoy my life.

Thanksgiving:
Remembering to say thanks
for the little things each day.

Rethinking everything
about my life, so far...
...Yup, it’s pretty good.

If it were possible 
for Brussels sprouts to smell 
as good as bacon...

Long ago,
and far away,
I started home,
full of shrapnel and guilt.

It is hard to believe
in the good when
life events point otherwise.

What a difference:
discussing Spirit
and experiencing It.

Everything I do today
affects the future,
mine and everyone’s.

What the heck.
I woke up.
I am breathing.
I might as well
choose to love.

Foreign objects
enter oysters
and make pearls.
How it is with my scars.

I don’t always know
what happens when I act.
I know, though, when I don’t.

Whosoever would
be named a poet must be
a reader as well.

We all fall sometimes.
We all fail sometimes.
When you do,

give me your hand.

Generosity

When I’m in the
joy of generous giving,
scarcity disappears.

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I know we have 
an infinite supply 
of Good.
So, give a little.

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I am always working
on loving more than needing.
What a concept.



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A fine life
of simplicity:
Grace, Gratitude,
Generosity.

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When I am grateful
and generous, life is just

easier to live.

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On this first day of
the rest of your life, 
be kind, please. 

Be generous.



Thursday, November 2, 2017

Camouflage

On day 2 of national writing month, we are asked to write a "disguise" poem...my effort:

Camouflage

In his daily search
for calm, peace, ease,
even happiness,
(though he knows that to be a false goal),
he disguises himself as a poet,
a spinner of yarns,
a writer of maybe’s,
a frail human with hopes.
He’s been called charming,
yet he knows anyone
can seem like that
for short public stretches.
Some people think he’s witty,
but he knows
that just comes from good reading.
A few friends know him as kind,
and that one he accepts as true,
failing sometimes in the attempt,
but always trying.
Forgetting the frequent fa├žade,
he simply does his daily work,
lives his life,
tries to give good to the world.
Oh, and he keeps in touch.
People know that he’s keeping it a hundred.
His friends like that.

Friday, October 27, 2017

My 50-year Anniversary Date

I believe
I don't believe you
when you end your thoughts
with believe me.

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Being happy is a choice.
Being unhappy is a choice.
So choose.

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Sometimes
a walk is just a walk.
I don't have to
be going somewhere.

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Even when I am enthused,
my legs don't always
allow me movement.

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Most of us crave
a certain peace,
filled with
benevolent forgiveness.

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Be still and know.
You are wonderful.
Be still and know.
You are just fine.

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I'm weary, but
today I'll think love,
today I'll think joy.
Because peace.

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Revealing
my doubts and fears
allows a scab to form,
begins healing.

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Those who ignore the past
have a date soon
with the la Brea tar pits.

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Taking care of myself.
It's the best thing I can do
to help others.

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I am guilty
of not doing enough,
but I've forgiven myself.




Wednesday, October 18, 2017

It's the Parks' Anniversary

I believe
I don't believe you
when you end your thoughts
with believe me.

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Be still and know
you are wonderful.
Be still and know
you are just fine.

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I'm weary, but
today I'll think love,
today I'll think joy.
Because peace.