Words of a painter about art, painting and other thoughts about life, death and things that get in the way. I began my blog 2010.
Sunday, August 6, 2017
SATISFACTION GUARANTEED -- The Sunday Whirl --Sunday's Whirligig --Poets United
SATISFACTION GUARANTEED
many letters have been sent often rejection is the response despite this
letters will continue to be sent forming chains reaching out
agreed rejection can feel like a punch in the throat or worst
on the surface you won’t be able to tell what has happened
laughter will burst forth thoughts will be tucked into the envelope
what could be harder than to be told you are not good enough
your work doesn’t measure up it should be simmered on the stove
topped with nuts passed around eaten for lunch
surely more satisfying what does it matter what difference does it make
you invest your life your heart what you offer
is your very best you have nothing else you label each one
with a number date and color what is to be won after all
it is the life that matters the life full of wonder inspiration
only your very best would do each day produces a work to be signed
you add your name the day complete satisfaction guaranteed
August 6, 2017
Wednesday, August 2, 2017
Human Trafficking/ Poets United
Human Trafficking
stalled in the traffic a hobo rides the train where are we going
and where did we come from blood sweat and tears bundled together
sinew and bone enclose the heart within a tower tall
captured in a prison the clock strikes the hour always in the middle
chains to hold the only thing free is your breath
do not be shy take it all fill the lungs
hands tied the mind is free free to remember
memories don’t cost a dime slipped into an envelope mailed across country
take it away we all long for freedom a place that is mine
July 30, 2017
Tuesday, August 1, 2017
The End Comes Too Soon/ dVerse
THE END COMES TOO SOON
where to begin when you are searching for the end is the trailhead marked
the thunder rumbles in the mountains the sky darkens rain spatters on the ground
last month of summer soon school begins summer is gobbled up
where does it go picnicking/hiking summer’s fun things
out and about against the sun’s last rays the sunset takes our breath away
fishing on the lake at summer’s end last cast…
put the tackle away autumn is in the air the temperature is cooler now
bring in the wood the color explodes get ready for the leaves to fall
trees take on skeletal form a winter forest sad, and lonely …the end comes too soon
August 1, 2017
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