The Twenty Ninth, Jan. 29, 2011

Times, They Are a Changing

Insanity running rampant
inside my head again
another fun filled day
as I try to understand

consistency has changed
as status quo fades
that which was is not
the future is unclear

we never understood
things the way they were
yet many seem to think
they can predict tomorrow

changes, whispers to shouts
crying out to be heard
in suffering and despair
and slowly there is change

the cries spread rapidly
the voice seeking freedom
the fires of revolution burn
and the pace quickens

will it be religious regimes?
or secular democracies?
or a new face to old ways?
or will force win out?

only tomorrow knows
and all the world waits
watching the events
breath held in anticipation

status quo has shifted
the old set pattern changed
I will watch and wait
and hope to understand

The Twenty Eighth, Jan. 28, 2011

Happiness,

the illusive dream
the great desire
the eternal wish
that undefinable IT

money can't buy it
you can't sell it
you can give it away
truly a priceless gift

it comes in many forms
and different sources
from puppies and cookies
rain storms and hugs

what ever it is for you
I wish it finds you
and stays with you
every day of your life

The Twenty Seventh, Jan. 27, 2011

Ode to feeling blech

Arms too heavy to lift
head three times too big
even the aches are stiff
with aches of their own

nothing really hurting
just everything is blech
as the body fights infection
today the infection is winning

keep the smile and persevere
moving forward in the day
not feeling any enthusiasm
but looking ahead with hope

some simple condition
that for me will soon fade
is the  daily life for many
and hope is a distant dream

I count myself as blessed
that this is all I have
and offer prayers for others
that wish to feel this good

Oh God of all these people
by whatever names you are called
I have a wish to ask of you
a simple gift really

for every day I feel like this
let one of them feel relief
let my suffering grant peace
even if only for one day

The Twenty Sixth, Jan. 26, 2011

I sit and I wonder again
at the duplicity of America
we call for equality for all
then divide on party lines

it is wrong to hate you for color
to despise you for your creed
to persecute you for gender
or ridicule you for orientation

but acceptable to name call
and obstruct you at every turn
when done in the name of the party
for the sake of political gain

we need to return once more
to the place of commonality
a place where sanity prevails
middle ground, middle ground!

has reason really departed?
is compromise finally dead?
must it always be one or the other?
isn't there something between?

extremes represent a minority
but minorities are not always extremes
there is a mixture clustered together
making us the true majority

STAND UP, you silent observers
fight to have your voice heard
we may not agree on everything
but our voices must be raised

the screaming frantic ravers
who rant at the poles of extreme
have had their time in the spotlight
their fifteen minutes are up

let's put an end to discrimination
send bigotry off to its grave
its time to stop all this hatred
democrats and republicans

We the People, not we the party
only then will healing begin
back to the middle ground
standing together on Main Street

The Twenty Fifth, Jan. 25, 2011

A limerick for the day.... just to try something new.

When standing outside in the cold,
You really should not try to be bold.
Despite what you think to be true,
you really don't look good all blue.
Though you are quite a sight to behold!

The Twenty Fourth, Jan. 24, 2011

Something special for a little friend's birthday
Happy birthday, Kid!!!

With a mighty roar and great flapping of wings
she climbs into the sky as if pulled by strings
sunlight glitters off her scales making a rainbow
that dances in the eyes of the watchers below

Her wings spread so wide they cover the sky
and with strong flaps, the dragon will fly!
Soaring higher and higher fly up toward the sun
then dive toward the ground to watch people run

then swooping back up at the last possible moment
the wind of her wings knocking down a large tent
as she slows down her flight she roars out a "Sorry!"
Everyone is laughing and tells her "Don't worry!"

She is a powerful dragon, majestic and proud
often daydreaming as she floats on a cloud
but when she is needed she answers the call
this dragon named Lilly, a friend to us all

The Twenty Third, Jan. 23, 2011

TIME

Precious
fleeting
savored
lost
needed
wasted
spent
saved
enjoyed
squandered
used
passing

Time
quiet
study
party
over
last
next
in

lots of words to describe it
no real understanding of it
we only have so much of it
time, gift and curse in one

thank you for sharing yours