May Wishes, April Rains
Picture by: Maximiliano Ignacio Pinilla Alvarado
You know the old Tale
Of what April showers bring
From what was once
A blank canvas
A myriad of colors
Now spring up
The earth drank her fill
Yet she thirsts for more
As she wakens and rises up
Rising and reaching out
Every blade of green
And petals in every color
The invitation is ancient
As creation itself
And not one
Of natures beauties
Dare miss the event
To display their array
For eyes to see
Perhaps even
A new song to hear
Growing as if by magic
By each precious drop
Doth glisten as a wish and a promise
A wish more comforting
Than a star could ask
For they return
Year after year
In a triumphant display
To declare, life still reigns
One of Your Blessings
Artist Unknown
When the day draws nigh,
and your tired from the days woes
Come sit with me a while,
and let me ease your aches
As best I can,
For only heaven knows
When troubles come,
and answers tarry
When money is not enough,
to answer every task
Let not your heart stumble,
or your trust in me be wary
Allow me to share your life,
whether old or young we be,
And not just the good or bad,
but all that lies between
So that when you think upon your blessings,
That you may always count me as ONE
Daydreaming is Mandatory
In a space, a moment, or a circumstance
Try though me might
To keep our focus intent
On the task at hand, we fail
Whether boredom, or the dullness of life
Our minds stray upon the musings
Of our hearts, and our minds
Even for a brief respite
We ask the question, “What if’?
Attempts at logical debate are futile
Amidst the galaxy of possibilities
And storylines beyond our comprehension
For an enchanted moment
We dream in our waking hours
And allow ourselves to hope
A promise to not settle
For either where we were
Or where we are now
That spark has encouraged us forward
And requires us to fan the flames
For we are not just mere creatures
Of steel, and stone, NAY!
But of love, creativity, and light
Therefore, Daydreaming is Mandatory
Don’t you agree?
A Life of Blessing
Artist Unknown
A life of Blessing?
She pondered, as she sat there
Watching the news
Tired of their narrative
their false truths
Listening to the young person
Who feels oppressed?
Living off of their emotions
Of their perspective abuse
The trampling and dumbing down of freedoms
They don’t understand
For the true sacrifice given
Yet, she only hears the temper tantrums instead
Yet. . . . . . .
A hope still glimmers
Along with life and liberty
Not sure why many are so blind
Perhaps they need
To embrace a different country
For proper comparison and truth
That they live
A life of Blessing indeed
Because we’re Friends
Oh what joy
As our adventure awaits
Not because of the weather
Or the day
Not because of your parents
Or if your wearing name brands
It is simply sharing this moment with you
Because we’re friends
The Ticks and The Tocks
Artist Unknown
Every now and then
I stop myself and ponder
Of my priorities and doings
And I wonder
Am I where I want to be?
Have I done all that I should?
Or am I, a wannabe?
Just doing what I could?
I will never grasp the Golden ring
By sitting and wishing
For a thing
Or so I contemplate
But let me not be
One who almost made it
Yet one, who overcame
And yes, rose above the doubts
For no matter how hard
You run, or walk
You will have to face
The Ticks and the Tocks
Diamonds in the Rough
Felt a strong need to repost.
I got my fill of news today
Nothing good anyway
Oh, What’s this thing called life for
When everyone seems to be shutting the door
On you
Just trying to keep your head up
above all the mess of
the garbage of what everyone is trying to feed you
Make you keep searching for a lost truth
“Chorus”
So tell me
When did we stop being kind and lending a hand
When did my neighbor become my enemy, not my friend
The way I see it
Is we’re all Diamonds in the Rough
Because we all have a story
And we all got a past
But all we can do now
is put one foot in front of the other
And hope for the best
I don’t want this world to change me
So I’m going to walk a different kind of path
My journey may be a little lonesome
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The New Face of Hate
Here I sit, pondering the words I just read
Another poor souls contempt
Over another man’s actions
All of it prompted by
Hate
What happened to the days of my youth
when you respected your elders
Or agreed to disagree, and yet still shake hands?
Guess, we had more common sense then
Now, there is only hate
And this hate
Is viciously cruel
It laughs in its mocking tone
No sin does it forget
No second chances allowed
Unless, it pertains to them
They claim to care about everything
Compassion overflowing
Goodness to the last drop
But speak the truth to them
And, you are their next target
How dare we stand up?
Or debate their reason?
Oh, we are just fools then.
Better to be dead and silent
Then alive and have a different perspective
How do you reach one of these?
When they don’t even see.
There is a difference between
Disagreeing and hate
Love (is the answer)
A word they state to know
Use it abundantly in their causes
Express it in their clothes
Their culture
But what about their hearts?
Has love become so degraded
That hate is preferred?
Or did some evil pervert it
And call it bad?
Good question.
I still believe
Kindness and respect
Are two wise companions
To have and give
Truth
I guess call me old fashioned
I prefer it way more better
Than your political correctness dictates
I will not be the harbinger of
Hate
But I will be a watcher
Over those who do
And steward the love I have
And help it grow.
For it is much needed.
Now
Transformation and Adventure
It’s been awhile, my fellow poets, hello to you dreamers! I’ve missed you my tribe, who love words. I’ve been busy, and preoccupied of late, with everything , but writing. Just has not been easy, and that is what we call life.
To say your opinions and likes do not matter, they do. So please keep them coming.
But our lives, well, the path ahead is not always clear, and I carried many burdens which were not mine, for too long. So, a much needed rest and fun were prescribed. And I do like to be a good patient, and follow most orders that are good for me. So off on an adventure I took.
I went no further, than Nashville, TN to the first ever Game of Thrones convention, The Con of Thrones!!! I had a blast to be honest, but all that walking (12 miles) in three days, was more than a workout than I wanted. I’ll be happy to share my pics, if you ask.
The cosplay was awesome, and meeting the actors and actresses was a delight. Truly it was. Each one was very nice, and all around, wonderful human beings. We the fans, well we were appreciative, tired, and at times, a bit rowdy.
I made some friends, made some memories, and thankfully, did not go broke. But I do have my eye on a sword or two. Now, it’s back to reality, even though the series is on, the other skills I posses that help pay the bills, have been in full demand.
Welcome to the salaried world!
However, I am truly grateful for my job, never a dull moment, and I have the best boss I’ve ever had. Temperatures and the humidity has been high, as are many tempers (go figure). Kids are heading back to school, college football season is near, which means. . . my favorite season will be here too.
I can sense it now. Pumpkin spice latte’s, funnel cakes, hoodie sweatshirts, bonfires, and Mom’s homemade chili. Who needs the universe, when heaven is so close to your back door? hmmm?
Hope your summer has been full of fun times as well and I appreciate your patience.
Keep Shining Diamonds!
Where I was Found
In the beginning. . . . . .
There is always a beginning, and an end
But often
We do not know
Which is which
I can only tell you
That of the truth I know
For me
It was in a dark place
Ashes and dust
The earth held me firm
Then heat and fire
Did cause me to find
Through adversity
And Pain
My aim was much higher
And hungered for a larger space
But it was strong
Yet gentle hands
That found and lifted me
From the darkness of my mind
Sheltered me
Gave me truth
My name and calling
Thus removing my disgrace
And that. . . . .in the humblest of places
is where I was found
My purpose and destiny
Now entwined
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