AMPLE ROOM TO GROW


AMPLE ROOM TO GROW

There are many who believe there are no angels,

But I believe angels walk wherever there is light.

When we block the light,

 We are deceived by demons who are quick

To lead us astray.

I make choices, not just to please others,

But to prove who I am, and who I want to be.

I am not deceived to think only good exists,

Or that evil is out of control.

Neither do I believe that evil drives my soul.

I realize that hormonal imbalances, prescriptions and

Drugs not meant for you or me,

Stress to a high degree,

Listening to the beat of different drums,

Persuasions of power or envy,

All take their toll as I struggle to make sense of an illogical world.

I believe there are liars who walk among us,

And sometimes it is me.

I am not a psychologist who understands all I need to know,

I make many mistakes, which leaves ample room to grow.

I am just a simple poet who goes where few care to go.

I walk among you but I am no angel.

My light shines in the darkness but many lights are needed to illuminate the world.

I want laughter, not tears, Wisdom, not fear,

I am broken, needing repair, needing love, not despair.

I walk among you not as an angel, but as a friend.

Give me your hand and we will lift each other up to the Promised Land.

stresschoic8/5/17

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  THE AIR LEAVES WITH YOU


 

When you exit the room all the air leaves with you,

And the world is not the same.

I still hear your voice.

I continue to call your name.

Time hesitates, suspended in air,

I’m confused and lost, without you there.

The world is bleak within my sight.

There is no color just black and white.

I gasp, I choke,

 Clocks have stopped in mid-stroke.

Where is love without you near?

And where is music for my ears?

Nothing is the same as it needs to be.

Please come home and bring air to breathe.

july 21, 2017

 

 

 

 

 

I’m in Charge of Now


 

Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow
Yesterday, Today and Tomorrow (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

I’m in Charge of Now

 

“Good morning, Mother Earth.   You’re all aglow in beautiful autumn colors. Where are you going dressed up in such finery?”

 

“What?  You’re off to see the King of Yesterday? Isn’t it too late to see him?  He’s already let opportunities slip by, got caught up in moments when he couldn’t even cry, and now he’s frustrated because he didn’t want to try,” I blurted out.  “If the King of Yesterday had paid attention to time and people around him, the world wouldn’t be in such a mess,

 

There are things he could have done,

 

Fix a bike,

 

Kiss his wife,

 

Hug his son,

 

Call his mom,

 

Smile at someone,

 

There are things he should have done,

 

Walk the dog,

 

Gone to church,

 

Wash his car,

 

Visit friends,

 

Wish upon a star,

 

There are things he might have done,

 

Watch a sunrise,

 

Tell someone he loves her,

 

Hold her hand,

 

Show he cares,

 

Listen and understand,

 

There are things he would have done,

 

If he hadn’t lost his temper,

 

If he had said I’m sorry,

 

If he had not kept score,

 

If he had helped someone,

 

If he had loved more,

 

“Mother Earth, the King of Yesterday is a procrastinator and a loser. It’s plain to see he should be more like me.”

 

“The King of Tomorrow might be the man for you.  He’s ahead of schedule, his days are planned, he will be in charge, and his future is grand.

 

She looked at me steadily.  “I understand.  What you say might be true, but you don’t know the King of Tomorrow like I do.”

 

These are the things he might do,

 

Yell at someone,

 

Ignore his family,

 

Demand to be in charge,

 

Eat and drink more,

 

Live life large,

 

These are things he could do,

 

Go sky diving,

 

Eat better and eat less,

 

Read more,

 

Spend time with family,

 

Open opportunity’s door,

 

These are things he should do,

 

Begin exercises,

 

Give praise, time, and love generously,

 

Lose weight,

 

Keep a journal,

 

Appreciate,

 

Things he will do,

 

Neglect family,

 

Work harder and longer,

 

Let his health go,

 

Stress out,

 

Forget to let his inner being grow,

 

“Surely,” said I, “The King of Tomorrow is not that kind of guy.  He can see yesterday with a discerning eye.  If Yesterday and Tomorrow both pass through Now, Wouldn’t Tomorrow be better somehow?”

 

Mother Earth looked at me sadly before she spoke.  “The King of Tomorrow blames Yesterday and Now, rather than improving himself somehow.  And the King of Now is also to blame.  He doesn’t want to be pinned down and be true to his name.  If Now meant Now and he tried to do good, there’s no way Tomorrow would be misunderstood.”

 

I thought about this for days and even for nights, I could improve myself if I reset my sights,

 

It wouldn’t take much to lighten my load, one or two shifts and I’d be back on the right road.

 

I’d glance at Yesterday from time to time, then urge Tomorrow to keep in his prime.

 

I am in charge of training Now, and I’ll get the job done some way, somehow,

 

The three kings will follow my lead, I’ll help others and lessen my needs,

 

I’m determined for once to keep doing good, for I don’t want Tomorrow to be misunderstood.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bills, Bills, Bills


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He was
sitting at the bar,

His eyes
were full of tears,

He claimed he was a bit tipsy,

He’d had one
too many beers,

 

“Son, let me tell you a story,

About what
happened to me,

Sometimes life
just isn’t fun,

And I’ll bet
you’ll agree,

 

If you’ll buy me one more drink,

I’ll tell my
tale of woe,

I’ll tell
the truth, the awful truth,

Then I’ll
have to go,

 

A year ago I
was much like you,

I was
convinced I had it all,

I had a job
and was very smug,

That was
before my great fall,”

 

“I don’t
love you now,

That you’re
down and broke,”

I can still
hear her voice ringing,

With the
harsh words she spoke,

 

Then she
piled bills, bills, bills,

Upon the
countertop,

“You just don’t
earn enough money,

These bills
just have to stop,”

 

“Would she
still be hanging around,

To tell me I’m
worse than a louse,

If I told
her I was just laid off,

And soon I
would lose the house,

 

Because of
bills, bills, bills,

I needed a
brand new start,

Every penny
was simply gone,

And my life
was falling apart,

 

There was no
way to reassure her,

Without having
to continually lie,

No cash was
in my bank account,

My investments
had gone awry,

 

If I had
diamonds and lots of gold,

Reported to
be a girl’s best friend,

I’d spend
freely to buy love,

And keep up
with the prevailing trend,

 

Because I have
bills, bills, bills, bills,

There’s no
merriment in the house today,

My wife has
up and left me,

But the
debts are here to stay,

 

Credit
cards, checkbook, transactions online,

In
commercials all is done with a smile,

I know I can’t
take money with me,

But I’d like
to have some for awhile,

 

And bills,
bills, bills, and more bills,

Are raining
from the sky,

How can I
pay if I’ve nothing to give,

I’m worried
but I can’t even cry,

 

Be generous,
help the poor,

Everywhere I
turn it’s the same,

People I’ve
never met before,

Suddenly know
my name,

 

But bills,
bills, bills, bills,

I wish
someone really understood,

These bills
are driving me crazy,

I’d shred
them if I could,

 

A bundle of
bills are waiting,

They’re
coiled and ready to strike,

A cardboard
box will be my new home,

My next car
will be a bike,

 

And now
there are bills, bills, bills,

The postman
brings me more,

The creditors
are getting anxious,

They’re
beating on my door,

 

No job, ill
health, lots of stress,

Problems greet
me every day,

Friends
avoid me like the plague,

Only the
bills are here to stay,

 

Late bills,
silver bills, big bills,

No way can I
relax,

Percentage
rates are raised,

Now I can’t
pay my tax,

 

Easy money
and easy street,

Seemed like
a life for me,

But bills,
bills, bills, bills,

Keep me in
agony,”

 

He took a swig
and stumbled out,

Into the
dark of night,

I watched
him go as long as I could,

Until he was
out of sight,

 

I often think
of what he said,

About being
in agony,

As the bills
come in each month,

I wonder if
it could happen to me.

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