A New Day
a new day will include happiness walking
in on stilts
dancing a jig perhaps you will
return to
complete my happiness
as a child when my grandmother came we would sit on the front steps
and sing “she’ll be coming around the mountain” without realizing
one day she would not
come that people were not permanent my parents
my grandparents our pets to see life as tissue
paper
blowing in the wind is probably a truer view from birth
we are changing happening so slowly we might miss it
nothing stays the same each
day is a new day and a new “we”
November 1, 2017
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Poets United Midweek Motif
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Poets United Midweek Motif
Saints or Sinners Be
we never know who is who saints or sinner be
you come to me a sunny face what is hidden beneath
dark storm clouds gather rule
the day
your goodness known to me the
other side of the coin unknown
we all have two sides a love and a lovely a cad and a bounder
look in the mirror there you are the side you want to see
how to see the other side be aware of what you show to others
know you have shown it to
me we are all saints and sinners be
November 1 2017
11 comments:
Hello Annell, this was something I wish I'd written. So beautiful. Happy All Saints Day!
"Saints or Sinners Be" gives me pause, and it is a pause I think I need periodically to find the humility I need to proceed. I don't actually aspire to sainthood, but would like to be the best possible me. Good one.
So very true, life as tissue paper blowing in the wind. My sister's last little dog, Blakey, thelast of our pack of five dogs, died this morning. We are without dogs, and we have always had so many. Sigh. In your second poem, I resonate with the awareness that all of us have two sides..........
You have an exquisite way with words, my friend. I love the imagery of "our lives are tissue paper blowing in the wind". Well said.
I don't believe we begin to "grow" until we know that we walk in both sunshine and shadow...
Elizabeth
We hold the power to be each, and the power to choose who we will be and who we will show others that we are. There is power in each. The power to give life. And the power to destroy it. TO understand the full person, I wonder do we have to see both sides. Or perhaps see what it is that causes each of the reactions.
"Saints or Sinners be"...We're both. Sinners have future and Saints have past, as they say. Nice & thought provoking.
So true, Annell. We often don't know who is who. We may NOT recognize easily the 'saints' among us; and we also might not recognize that we ourselves may be saints. And then again we all have that other side as well!
Changing so slowly we might miss it!! Love that! And I went with the saint and sinner theme too!! Good ones Annell.
So very true Annell! "Saints and sinners Be"
Annell,
Saints and sinners...a mixed palette.:)Eileen
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