Thursday, September 22, 2011

Napkins and Toilet Paper

We have a napkin
and toilet paper
and say we are civilized.

In the meantime,
we can't even
look into each other's eyes.

We have buses, trains, planes
and fancy cars with gears,
but we ignore each others
need for ears.

How civil of you
to ignore me.
How kind of you
to exploit me.

Who is ignorant?
The wise man with all the cash,
or the cashier who depends on
the abundance of nature's stash?

God knows the answer
that's why he said
the meek shall inherit.

It's not without merit,
that people who make the laws
abuse them for their own gain.

Where it will get them is plain,
...to the ignorant and the meek,
who have humbled themselves to the richs of heaven.

Don't think that giving it all away in the end,
will earn you a place when the light starts to bend.

Start with compassion, kindness
humility and grace.

End with nothing but a smile on your face.

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Random Tuesday

On some random Tuesday,
I may write the poem of my heart,
On some random Tuesday,
I may find a place to start,

On some random Tuesday,
I may heal.
On some random Tuesday,
Again, I may learn to feel,

On some random Tuesday,
I will overcome the pain,
On some random Tuesday,
Things will start again,

On some random Tuesday,
You may see me new,
On some random Tuesday,
We will not feel blue.

On some random Tuesday,
A song will be created,
On some random Tuesday,
We will be satiated,

On some random Tuesday,
Someone will die,
On some random Tuesday,
Someone will come alive.

On some random Tuesday,
I will think of you.
On some random Tuesday,
You will think of me too.

On some random Tuesday,
You will call,
On some random Tuesday,
We will have it all.

Monday, September 19, 2011

Sweet and Pungent

I want to be the blessed meal for your soul,
Let me show you a love so true,
I will be the blessed feast,
That carries love from my breast to yours.
Take small bites and savor gently the sweet tastes,
Knowing that this spirit cannot be replaced.

I want to be the wine that slides gently past your lips,
Let me pour my love out on you,
Smoothly and with hearty flavor, you drink me in,
Feeling the sting and the power of my fermenting,
Drunk with the pungent fragrance and sweetness.

Thursday, September 1, 2011

I Smiled at You This Morning

I smiled at you this morning,
You were standing there,
Waiting on the bus,
Among about 8 people,
Mostly, not looking outward,
Focusing inward,
I smiled at you this morning.
You smiled back!