Monday, August 29, 2016

Only Some Are Graceful

           
            Here is a little ditty that has the 
            syllable pattern of    2   4   6   8   2

                It is fun to pick a letter of the 
                alphabet and then choose words
                that fit the pattern.




         ONLY SOME ARE GRACEFUL

                            Gismos
                                Guantanamoes
                          Gristle-laden gizzards
                 Graceful leaping gazelles abound
                                      Gadgets

Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Always Hope

Much of my life I have been a trouble-maker . . .
even now. Always seeking to "fix things" in  a
world seen as being filled with greed, hatred,
and suffering. It is easy for me to allow external
bitterness and cynicism to wash over me . . . and
I am the one who suffers. I search an anchor to
help my heart and soul be a place of peace and
integrity.

Always, with hope that I can possess compassion
and allow my suffering and anger to melt away.

Thursday, August 18, 2016

My Friend the Woodpecker

I told the woodpecker that
     I was in love with you.
I told the woodpecker that
     I was in love with you.

And then
     my woodpecker
            told me
                  what to do.

She said . . .

     Ooo, eee, ooo, ah ah
             pick puck,
            ick a pucka
             puck puck.

     Ooo, eee, ooo, ah ah
           picka pucka
          pooka pooka
             peck peck.

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

My 75th Birthday Was Yesterday!


        (May be sung to the tune of "76 Trombones")

Two hundred and six
old bones led
the big parade.

With a couple of
patellar knee caps
out in front.

With a hundred and one
wispy-white hairs, still
blowin' in the wind,

who says that
poetry writing
is done !?

So, bring on the pens,
pencils, paper and the
computer pads -
and be sure to
have them
close at hand.

For, here comes another
poem - just
     right-out-of
           the-blue

with words
      heard louder
            than
                 ever before!

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

A PRAYER AT NELSON MANDELA'S 2013 FUNERAL

Beyond the absence, there is hope.

Beyond the pain, there is healing.

Beyond the brokenness is wholeness.

Beyond the turmoil there is peace.

Beyond the hurting there is heaven.

Beyond the silence, beyond the silence . . .
    God Speaks:
          Be strong, let your heart take courage,
          All you who hope in God. (Psalm 31)