Thinking About Life – Mine…


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Peaceful

I got to thinking the other day
about my life and the way
I spend my days as I live alone
since my last wife did our marriage dethrone
It’s been 25 years since she walked out the door
and the bachelor life is easy to endure
no one telling me how to live my life
that’s the beauty of not having a wife
so I quickly did adjust my ways
to living alone as I spend my days
pottering around out in the yard
working away with disregard
for time has no real meaning to me
unless something special is on the TV
but then if there is I usually record
and watch at my leisure until I get bored
and then I find something else to do
like write a blog so that a few
of my writing friends can read all about
how I spend my day even without
any special plans although sometimes I do
when I want to go hiking I do pursue
some degree of a plan so that others may know
that they are welcome to join me and I’m not alone
other times I go for a drive
with an Audiobook the characters alive
in my head as I listen to figure the plot
I get it wrong more often than not
and I marvel at how the writer does think
as it twists and turns and finally links
and the good guy wins and gets the girl
and a happy ending as the story unfurls
you never can tell which way it will go
until the end of the story as the writer shows
I wish that I could write that way
instead I spend my literary day
writing bad poetry to keep me amused
until I can find the next thing to do
It’s already time to go to bed
the day has flown by and so instead
of doing what I usually do
tomorrow something different I will pursue
and have corn flakes for breakfast instead of the toast
and take the dogs for walk before I’m engrossed
in writing more stories in the form of a verse
to amuse myself how can it be worse
than doing what I normally do
which I can’t remember as I haven’t a clue
my brain is forgetful to say the least
as I spend my days in a happy release.

Written 6/23/2018

 

Life is Only Temporary



I sat here thinking about life and how it is constantly changing
nothing stays the same for very long as time marches on
what is currently the in thing today is tomorrow’s news
as time passes by.

Friends come and friends go as time dictates
here today and gone tomorrow in this never ending flow
we are here just for an instant in the grand scheme of things
but we think we are important.

Important enough to dictate how Nature will change
in the never ending search for wealth
destroying everything in the path of success
to attain our goals.

There is no turning back from our chosen goal
and that is to ruin the Earth and all that live on it
until Mother Nature feels the pain
that we inflict on her.

She may lose a few battles along the way
and not all life will succeed
but to be sure we are so small and insignificant
that we cannot win.

When she has had enough of the damage that we wreak
suddenly life will become intolerable as we know it
and the Wonders of Nature will take a vicious turn
and we will be the victims.

When she has cleaned our earthly traces away
in a few thousand years life will begin again
as it has in the past and this time with no man
just the animals and plants.

And she will never make the same mistake again…

Written 5/8/2018

Life’s Up and Downs


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Today I got up on the roof
to blow away the leaves and such
something I have done for many a year
although much easier in my youth
every year I face this task
and every time I say its the last
that I will find a younger man
there must be somebody I can ask
this time turns out to be the worst
because the amount of leaves has grown
and mixed in with all the mess
are the catkins that are a curse
these little brown things have had a good year
the most that I have ever seen
these are the males whose jobs are well known
and that is to make acorns appear
this is not accounting for much
what really matters is how it is done
as the males release a pollen count
miserable to many with allergies and such
I have never really been aware
or had problems quite this bad
as when I blew the stuff from the roof
and released the pollens into the air
It had never affected me before
and I have done this task over many years
this time I thought I was at deaths door
as my body reacted for doing this chore
I rushed to the local Pharmacy
coughing and sneezing along the way
scanning the shelves for an instant cure
a quick relief I’m hoping to see
It took me a couple of days
to even get close to feeling right
but I am happy to say
I am almost back to my normal ways
next year when it comes the time
to clean the roof of leaves and stuff
I swear I’m going to find that guy
and to him this task I will assign.

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Written 4/29/2018

A Blank Page


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I sat here staring at a blank page
words would not come it seemed for an age
and when they did they did not make sense
nor would they rhyme under any pretense
for writing a poem requires some thought
and must be something the mind has sought
rarely do words just fall into place
instead require thinking at a steady pace
a little change here and a tweak over there
in order to write something I’m willing to share
for it has to be right and has to rhyme
otherwise I feel like I’m wasting my time
and to post something bad only makes it worse
as I am not satisfied with writing bad verse
instead I will give up writing for today
and go out in the yard and the garden to play
and hope that the next time I try
the words will flow freely and we end on a high.

Written 4/13/2018

Politics


politicsI find that I
as time goes by
grow weary of politics
and all of the dirty tricks
that the man in charge
who by and large
likes to pull
because he is a fool
a wealthy man
in this land
a one percenter
a climate change hater
whose only goal
to get others to follow
to turn America white
and to put out the lights
on all who have the American Dream
and send them back to countries unseen
to make the rich richer
and to make it clearer
that the man on the street
whoever you meet
whose voice is not heard
without any words
can no longer prosper
or even foster
with no money to spend
and who at the end
will vote out the problem
that won’t be forgotten
as the list grows long
what will be his song
and who will he blame
and I wonder what names
he will call his successor
as he tweets his final letter
when the impeachments comes
and he turns to his chums
for help and support
and they will have thought
thanks for the money for our wealth
now it is time for stealth
your on your own Donald old friend
for Jail is where you will probably end
half the country will certainly rejoice
and will speak together with one voice
you are not above the law they will say
and  must pay the piper as today is the day…
Here’s Hoping…

Written 4/9/2018

Springtime


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I look outside and can see it is Spring
everywhere I look the leaves are green
not the jaded look of time
but the fresh green look like sparkling wine
everything new and everything green
oh the beautiful time of Spring.

Flowers are blooming all over the place
all different kinds like they are in a race
to show off their colors so bright and gay
to chase the drab days of winter away
and when a flower has had its say
another blooms to show the way.

I really love this time of year
with things so green and the colors clear
after her sleep Nature awakes
and puts on her Springtime face
so that we can enjoy her beautiful show
and bathe in the beauty of her Springtime glow.

Written 4/7/2018

My Friend


I had a friend come and stay
with me just the other day
which really caught me by surprise
when the phone rang and his voice disguised
trying desperately hard to sound like a Yank
with his British accent it really stank
“George”, I said, “What are you doing here”?
as I heard his voice full of good cheer
He said, “I’m staying just up the street
maybe tomorrow we can meet
I can fill you in on the reason why
I left old England and said goodbye
for the second time in my life
leaving behind without any strife.
I stayed over there almost a year
living with friends which became very clear
was not working out the way that it should
as I could not settle or do anything good
the weather was wet with the usual rain
with little sun and no tan to gain
and I could not find a team
to coach, which really was my dream
so I hopped on a plane and made the short trip
from England to Texas the best place to hit
where I hope to pick up my former life
and maybe even find me a wife
so that I can settle down
no more to roam as I have come back home”.

I met with George the following day
and as he had no place to stay
brought him back to live with me
if only temporarily
until he can find that team to coach
he has a few leads and he has spoke
to one of his friends whom we met
at the fields, where else, who told George to “Get
his bag and to come home with me
to San Antonio and we shall see
about that team and a place to stay”
as they left to go on their way.
I hope things work out for my old friend
and that he lives his dream until the end
as growing old is both our way
always looking to see the following day
living our lives and chasing our dreams
our minds filled with improbable schemes.

Written 4/7/2018