Wednesday, February 27, 2013

Change

Pump up that music old one.
Soft tissue turning firm.

Pitch those shuffle-worn slippers
For Boots bravery can affirm.

Take away downy comforts
Snatch life before it goes.

Ancient ones who realize this
Not only smell the rose.

Monday, February 25, 2013

Build it Up

Your courage is within
My grandmothers reply.

Please listen to us
This life don't deny.

Let it happen as it will
No harm to be done.

Keep plunging Ahead.
Keep your face to the sun.

Plant to bloom

Some seeds need periods of cold
To sprout.

Some Souls require space in order
To branch out.

Seeds and souls both,
Can have roots that reach deep.

And in both its what you do sow
That you reap.










Sunday, February 24, 2013

Snow gets in the way

Cooped-up, stir crazy
Ready to BURST!

A walking you go
Aside the one coerced

Sudden fresh air
Legs in motion for once

Slip, BOOM fall
Klutz you big dunce

Back at the abode
A-blur, fever to chills

Blanket, get puke bowl
Castor oil, all the frills.



Thursday, February 21, 2013

Snowstorm evening



Calling Dr. Seuss

Toil, be part of
Our society

Work a corporate job
Get notoriety!

Your duty complete
No qualms do make

This "they" preach
You mustn't forsake

You'd rather not?
Or just preferred

Your drummers calling?
Go join the Herd!


Wednesday, February 20, 2013

Talk about



Turn off the t.v.
                               and pull up a chair

Do you want to talk,
                            do you even care?

How about plans
                           What about goals?

I have some schemes
                                         would you like to hear those?

You want a project,
                         to work on a car.

My pick is land
                               it won't have to be far
We can conspire together
                                 Will it happen that way?

I'd love to find out
                          what do you say?


Tuesday, February 19, 2013

What does she DO all day?



They that ask 
must know it seems

She sews, she paints
She works on Dreams!

Where's the mu-la
Indolent Sloth?

They wonder Aloud
As she smooths some cloth

Her eyes she squints
Her thoughts she sees

The others can't know
What Dreamers heed.

Monday, February 18, 2013

You reach an age where the body becomes an interference


Joints like timber
Jut and creak

Skin like sandpaper
Pores that reek!

Wire brush hair
Color tarnished

Nails that bend
Ridges once varnished

This shelter wails of better days.

Must straighten
Tighten, use all ways

Restore the surface
Work in the oil

Use all the tools
Paint to foil.












Sunday, February 17, 2013

Wax gets on my fingers


Day of rest
Being Blessed.

Working days
Filled in haze

Time between
Passing as dreams

What to do with
What your left?

Knit, Knit, Knit!
Fingers deft.

Saturday, February 16, 2013

Netflix

Documentary watched
A kabbutz commune...

Love to labor
Muscle and vigor!

Natural living
All in tune...

Blinders in place
Blocks the sight,

Of future collapse
Due to worldly delights!




Friday, February 15, 2013

Sun-shining February day


Blue willow cup stained
With memory of teas past

Alight writing hand
Paper now to sass!

Winter-blues gone
At least in this hour

Counting on a full cup
And only to flower.

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