lyrical, poetic, personal
A singing robin perched at my window pane,
A wandering other just came;
And then it happened. . . them
So I closed the curtains to honor their privacy—
Although their acts are too vulgar for me.
But it’s spring.
They’re alive;
Their vulgarity is justified.
Shh! Keep it a secret!
Be nice.
What strategies do you use to cope with negative feelings?
I jar my emotions.
I say a little prayer.
I turn to the opposite, the positive—
And let the goodness in me rule—
For that goodness is God,
Guiding me to the way of the righteous.
Bustling blooms and hues
On dewy hills in blue, red,
And yellow—hello spring!
. . . Bidding bye to snow;
Sending winter a warm farewell:
Plush, flannel, plus loafers.
But I’ll surely miss the s’mores
And the hot chocolate too—
Those really consoling consolation—I do.
But then, bye winter, bye!
See ya in December, aight.
Next time get it right.
The seed of resilience:
Everyone has a cross to carry.
Everyone has inner strength yet to discover.
Even challenges are subject to time–
So those too will pass.
The seed of kindness:
None is needless,
None is undeserving.
It’s a superspreader
Of bliss and goodwill.
The seed of thankfulness:
Each breath is a blessing,
Each day is a delight.
A grateful heart
Is always filled with happiness and humility.
The seed of joy;
Nothing is irrelevant if it makes you smile;
Nothing too minuscule if it lifts your spirit.
Often spontaneous,
But a deliberate act brings meaning.
The seed of caring:
Everyone appreciates a tap, a touch; for
Everyone appreciates empathy.
Too akin to love,
Care is a human legacy.
Sow them.
Nurture them.
Rear them.
Cherish them–
And your soul and being will flourish
With these seeds ’til the end.
Are you superstitious?
I believe everyone is gifted with a simple yet handy thing called common sense.
Please use it to your greatest advantage.
As the symphony of gentle winds
conducts in every crispy morning of spring;
A bed of tulips and roses
in colors of rainbow,
is waltzing with me.
As the ballad of swell
plays in one tepid noon of summer,
a rush of ripples in calmest tides,
are smooching my toes and smothering my heels–
too teased–I’m blushing—I can’t deny!
The whispering lullabies of falling leaves
in all of falls
putting me to sleep
and watching me in peace
from dusk to dawn.
The medley of carols
playing merry and gay
while the fireplace’s flames
mesmerize, bringing nostalgia
in all of winter’s coldest nights .
And you, parked at the Aloha Tower,
Coming out from a white Range Rover,
Wearing denim jeans and blue aloha shirt,
smiling, holding a single pink rose
and a dark chocolate bar.
Such an epitome of a wish–
too perfect
for the quite
imperfect
me.
Which animal would you compare yourself to and why?
Guilty as charged;
An ardent lover
And a hopeless romantic.
As the sun rises,
Nature’s awaken with a
Brand new hope from a
Brand new day, spirit’s renewed.
Stretch, great things await.
Lyrics, Sentiments and Me 
You must be logged in to post a comment.