A Learning Poem
each day like a page
in a textbook an opportunity to learn something you didn't know
you awaken to a new
world if you look at the past you will see
indeed each day is
an opportunity it is said the universe doesn't care if you get it
if you don't the
lesson will come around again so we can be sure to get it this time
sometimes learning
is fun sometimes hard so hard you will swear
your insides are
filled with razor blades at least that is how it will feel
this life is
definitely for higher learning and all we have to
do is pay attention
now i am not saying the learning will be easy it is my experience
that it won't be
but nothing that is really worthwhile comes easy
May 27, 2015
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Weeds
weeds are the ones
we don't want the grass that grows in my garden
that tries to choke
the flowers i planted the flowers struggle to make purchase
the weeds
thrive they serve as a model for me i would like to be like a weed
i'll take what you
give me i will thrive with little care
it is not about what
is happening around me i have all that i need
sunshine and
shadow a little space to call my own... and you
May 27,
2015
13 comments:
Absolutely true. And none of it is easy. And the learning never stops. I guess that is a good thing because it means we are still growing.
I think that learning to be content with weedness might be one of the razor blades at first--but not when we realize the great company we're in there. To have all that we need (with that special someone too) helps us open to the new--and even missing out at first knowing it will come round again. I know these are 2 separate poems, but delighted to read them together.
These two poems fit together so beautifully..almost like a question and answer....try again comes through clearly and how thankful we must for each new day...and yes weeds can be most precious...silently strong and resilient xo
luv the fact that learning is is an unconstrained process; that there is something to be learnt in contemplating a weed
much love...
it is not about what is happening around me
i have all that i need
sunshine and shadow
a little space to call my own...
and you
Loved the closing lines to this poem :D
xoxo
I adore the weed poem - we need to be as hardy as weeds, survive when conditions are not what we might wish. Well said, my friend. I especially love "I have what I need......a little space to call my own....and you." Perfect!
Exactly what I think, too.
That's a nice take on the weeds. :)
Weeds rule! A little space is all anyone needs. Love this poem, Annell.
"i will thrive with little care"...the mantra of the weeds to flourish...
I love your take on weeds!
Sounds lovely - I'll join you in weed corner!
Great poems. I enjoyed them both.
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