Am I obliged to offer
Advice or brilliant
Perspectives, because
I have lived longer?
Am I presumed to be
Wiser or more full
Of the beans of my
Expertise, the pearls
Of insight? I know
No more than you, do
I? I think not. It
Is only time that is
Unwinding my thoughts,
The tangle of ideas
That I could ignore
In my youth and must
Now respect unraveling
Like a landline's cord.
It feels like knowing
About landlines, that
Having used one many
Years ago, for many
Years, makes me the
Wiser one, one who
Truly knows more than
You, or you or you.
Category Archives: Brag
34-Love
All these years, we never dropped
The ball. If it happened to fall, we
Would have been there, saving the
Other the embarrassment when it
Rolled away off the court. It didn't
To do Ta-done
Something on your “to-do list” that never gets done.
Honestly, does anything ever
Get crossed off? Don't we, one
At a time, shuffle to-dos from
Top to next on our lists? It'll be
Done tomorrow. Or next week.
Like a rotating resolution, to-do
Is an aspiration, one more thing
To do. Keeping up with your list
Of to dos? Great. You're done!
Hai-ku with instruction
It's five seven
Five again, have I got it
Right? Syllables wow!
I do really need
Dolly Parton in my life
If anyone ever does
Accomplished
What are you most proud of in your life?
When I peek back, through some poems
I have listed, the skill -of some of them-
Pleases and surprises. I hope for this kind
Of success. I look for the kind of skill I find
In these. I am proud to have achieved it.
When I look back to see everything fit,
I feel accomplished. I experience pride.
Pride of authorship. Proud. Satisfied.
I wrote this. And that. With skill so I know
I have succeeded. I wrote it and it's good.
Poems
What daily habit do you do that improves your quality of life?
I am hungry for self-expression
I want to make a good impression
I want to share thoughts, ideas
A poem is not the only panacea
Eager am I to write you a poem
My words must resonate rhythm
What I see is up to me
How I do that's up to you
Just musing
Inspiration? Is it overrated
Or just underutilized? Why
Must I search to be inspired?
It's all so much harder than
It would be if I were visited
By my own personal muse.
He could drop in without
Fanfare and unannounced
To give my work a goose in
The right direction. Every
Day and any time, I would
Be urged to create. Oh, and
Yes, all my writing would be
Beautiful and beastly. It all
Would be just so inspired!
‘Fraid of nuthin’
What Fears Have You Overcome and How?
Daily Prompt
Fraidy cat fraidy cat...
It's a taunt and a state
Of mind. Mind you, I am
Not timid. Nor scared.
Not a scaredy cat, nor
Am I prone to anxious
Moments where fear
Is unresolved. Panicky
When unprovoked by
Real threats... that's
Just unreasonable. I
Only panic at genuine
Provocation and jump
When you call my name
And I am deep in thought.
It's reasonable to fear
The dark and strangers
And food I never tasted
Before. That mountain's
Too high. That valley's
Too low. This is an odd
And unfamiliar place.
Yeah, That Good
What are you good at?
I'm a whiz. There is nothing I
Cannot do. That makes me
Good. Good at this and that.
Great at most anything I want
To undertake. A job needs doing
I will do it. And I will do it well.
