Jubilation And Appreciation

Jubilation And Appreciation

10 Sept 2017

My day began with joy and thanksgiving.

The joy in my heart comes from my inner child

And thanksgiving arises from this life I’m living.

Since my everyday ego and inner child reconciled,

There’s been an attitudinal and behavioral change.

I no longer have a compulsion for perfection.

I efficiently do my tasks and act to rearrange

My way of doing things and my personal direction.

One day I realized that it doesn’t matter,

How I dress doesn’t matter a lot.

Nobody will remember that stain or splatter.

My chore order isn’t the final upshot.

As long as the final result pleases me

Nitpicking doesn’t matter anymore.

I get to do whatever appeases me

And make the mundane less of a chore.

Wary Query

Wary Query

10 October 2016

What events must unfold?

How far does it have to go

Before the plug is pulled

And down the river you go?

How bad does it have to get?

When does diminished capacity

Begin to make death a target

So others act with audacity?

Is it audacity or compassion?

Are we acting with lenience,

Or due diligence and caution

Or hell-bent on convenience?

What factors are taken into account,

What does the infirm want and need?

How much does their opinion count

So we perform as all have agreed?

Questions for end-of-life decisions,

You only get to choose them once

With no second chance for revisions

Do-overs, restarts nor punts.

Couth Truth

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Couth Truth

20 August 2016

The truth walks plainly

In the broad daylight

And strolls around mundanely

Thru the dark of night.

The unadorned truth can be seen

By those who look without guile.

To the liar she’s most obscene.

She gives the braggart no smile.

Truth’s friendly to the plain-spoken

And frequently speaks unobtrusively.

Simple, humble folk find her token

Easily gotten when they act inclusively. 

Truth’ll endure some limited abuse,

But push her boundaries too far

And you’ll regret that you unloose

Anger and scorn from her repertoire.

Yes, exceed truth’s reasonable bounds

And you’ll experience her full fury,

So you’ll keenly wish karmic rebounds

Hadn’t been invented to your misery.

Decide Suicide?

My heart goes out to all the families and victims of the Sandy Hook school. This poem is totally unrelated to that event, just happened to get published on the same day.

Decide Suicide?
14 December 2012

I tried my best to be good,
According to how I was taught,
In the way I understood,
Behaving as I ought.
That finally reached a point
Of diminishing positive returns.
My thinking became counterpoint
To considering suicide concerns.
Other people in my situation
Chose bringing to completion
An end of the aggravation
By despairing self-deletion.
My try resulted in a broken bone,
So I survived to live another day.
Slowly I got stronger on my own.
Now, I'm happily living my way.
I wear what pleases me.
Perhaps it's questionable
To the greater society,
But it makes me whole.
I think modesty is a false value
So there are holes in my clothes.
That might bring shame to you,
But men like that are my heroes.