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Ubiquitous

So many ads EVERYWHERE!

What about this? What about that?

This? Or this? Buy it. Believe it! Act now!

How about now? Now? Now?

TV, radio, phone, Facebook, YouTube, Instagram, Amazon, and on and on…

Too many people claiming that only they care and only they will help you because the competition is just trying to scare you (but fair warning, if you don’t do what they tell you, terrible things will happen to you; let us scare you instead).

It is infinite and a true barrage of unrequested and usually unhelpful information.

Enough! Basta!

A Curative Rhyme

Why should I write a poem

if one doesn’t come to mind

What would be the point

even though I have the time

Is it like exercise

Building up the brain

Suddenly I realize

I’m feeling zero pain!

I like when that happens

Morning

It’s a bright and shiny

crispy-cold morning

in Kalamazoo

This moment is mine

I believe it’s yours, too

Joy arrives in the moments

that see us all through

The future is iffy

That’s always been true

So enjoy every sandwich

and the sky’s shades of blue

Given so much

it’s the least we can do

From 2014

Morning breaks

And we awaken

Until the sun sets

The night is forsaken

We breathe in the new

And think about bacon

But we try to be vegan

So that option’s not taken

I wish bacon was a plant

The Way It Is

Feeling up, energetic, safe

I knew that I could

Also…

Feeling down, sleepy,

headed for something

that might not be good

Happens all at once

Or within moments of time

Pushing me from the absurd to sublime

Right now…

That’s how it is

A hit and a miss

Inner peace and contentment

Can be elusive like this

May you

And may me

Be happy anyway

Safe and untroubled and mostly okay

At ease, on occasion, if not everyday

Today

Poetry eludes me

And so does the prose

Cannot come up

With either of those

Could it mean I have nothing to say?

But it’s quite in my nature

To talk anyway

No matter

I chatter

In order to play

And continue attempts to be art-y today

Second Guessing

Second guessing

Once again

All my consequential inconsequential choices

Yes, I am

Spend more money?

Get a job?

Get a haircut?

Some sort of bob?

Drink coffee or let it be?

Take a vitamin B or D?

Take a trip?

Or just stay home?

Worry about health

Or leave it alone?

Today I choose

To let it be

Accept my choices

Trust myself

Inner voices

on a shelf

It all works out

until it doesn’t

No point in suffering here

over something that wasn’t

Snap

An agony of indecision

Befalls me from time to time

And leaves me weary, bereft

And completely out of rhyme

Then after a bit

I snap out of it

So predictable no doubt

Because it always works out

One way or another

‘Til it’s done and it’s over

Life Turns on a Dime

A tornado touched down

A rare occurrence in my little town

So random in its path

Four miles from our house

Where we barely had wind at all

No trees were uprooted

No damage done

While down the road

So much destruction

No one was killed

Some minor injuries

Startling how quickly

Life can get turned around

Stops us in our tracks

So hard to process

This process of storms

Out of Ideas on Day 26

If you choose right
If you choose wrong
You'll never really know
Can't go back and try again
to see how that would go

So make it work
Whatever you choose

Not that much time
left here to lose