Thursday, December 23, 2010

Monday, November 29, 2010

Let us fix the Problem

No one wants their benefits axed;

Yet, no one wants their pay checks taxed.

Everyone wants the problem solved,

But no one wants to be involved,

Especially to be the one to say

That things cannot remain this way:

That the elderly with the means will have to pay,

And elderly with jobs will have to stay

At work as long as their health remains.

This and more must be done to realize gains.

Ever expanding benefits to worker’s families will have to go.

One cannot reap where one did not sow.

And those retired but yet still wise

Must contribute to an elderly enterprise.

All the while, taxpayer’s investment in retirement

Cannot be spent otherwise by government.

Medical invoices must be reviewed

Before a single penny is spewed.

Costs for services must be defined.

There must be areas we draw the line.

The way things are going is taking a toll.

And taxpayer’s money - used to fill a sinkhole.

Every day stories of fraud are being told.

Theft is common and thieves are bold.

The Hippocratic Oath is used to steal

And too few auditors to reveal

The enormity of the plight,

Leaving taxpayers and the elderly both affright.

I know that something must be done.

So I speak to everyone

Hoping that someone will hear

And join me in this electioneer

To get this matter to the front of every taxpayer and legislator’s mind.

Perhaps then a solution we will find

That will not place our children in a bind

And risk their lost of the freedoms we now enjoy.

Making a better tomorrow for every girl and for every boy.

Wednesday, November 24, 2010

White Squirrel Prophecy

Wonder and amazement await as you turn this page of life.

Healing opens the gate for you to become a wife.

Ideals pursued shall now become manifest.

Time yields her fruit; patience has passed her test.

Enjoy every moment and the blessings that abound.

Summoned is the strength that was before unfound.

“Qualified and certified,” resounds your resume.

Unassailable you are found to your enemy’s dismay.

Identified are those with whom you should affiliate.

Rise to higher heights; from there you’ll write your slate.

Rattle every leaf and branch along your way.

Ease comes; you are readied; yea, and not alone.

Leap into the air with faith, for you shall find your home.

Thursday, November 11, 2010

Fat Cat

Big
Fat
Black
Cat,

Think you've got the upper hand.
'Thing’s goin'
'cordin'
To your plan.

Lurkin' 'round without a care.
Sittin' there so laissez-faire.
So you sharpen up your claw
And take the time to - lick - your - paw.

I glanced you -
Out the corner of my eye.
Stay there on my porch in wait
And lie.

Suddenly,
I flung open my porch door and released
My dog.
To give you chase and disturb your peace.

Thursday, August 19, 2010

Witness

What we do is a greater witness that what we say, but who we are is the greatest witness of all.

Saturday, July 31, 2010

Love is

Love is not a response to how another treats you, but a decision of how you will treat another.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Chameleon

Pink, red, orange,
Green, black, blue,
Brown, yellow, turquoise.
Tell me, what's your hue?

You change your colors at will
To blend with your habitation,
Hoping not to be discovered,
For fear of your expiration.
Not seen, not heard.
Not one dissenting word.

Your effect is null.
And your life is dull
Because your life you sought to save,
Yet it has brought you to your grave,
And “Useless” is your epitaph.

Yet you came with purpose:
Destined for your life to make a change.
But you allowed Fear to grab a hold;
And the whole course of your life, He did rearrange
So you would never see the perfect will of God complete
And let your life be lived and ended in defeat.

Saturday, May 22, 2010

Happy Birthday PAC MAN!


Up, down,
Left, right.
Trying to eat my cookies,
While also trying to fight.

My eyes on what I had to gain;
My thoughts on what I could lose,
And on which path that I should take,
Having so little time to choose.

This game demanded my concentration
And stirred within me anxiety.
If only my nimble fingers
Would provide more dexterity!

Many times I lost,
But I chose to play again;
Because there was and overcoming joy
Every time I'd win.

"Thank you for these lessons of life
You chose with us to share,"
Spoken in behalf of all of the lovers
Of Pac Man everywhere.

Sunday, April 11, 2010

Decaying Heart


Fear, hatred, doubt:
Fruit of a decaying heart.
A stench fills the air,
Attracting flies to come and have their fill,
There to make their home and multiply
Until all is consumed.

Pull Petals from a Flower


I am not going to pull petals from a flower
To determine if you love me every day or every hour.
I won't be tossed to and fro by your instability.
So show me when you've come to know your heart's locality.

Don't be shocked if I'm not moved by your discovery;
Nor be dismayed if I'm not touched when you tell me suddenly that you love me.
If you cry wolf too many times, my ears become deaf to your plea;
And I will have to just wait and see what will come to be.

Trust that has been broken has to be built again.
It cannot be grounded on words spoken in the wind.
Since the words you've given have proved they have no substance,
My reaction is reserved to only your performance.

Then over time as your words match what you do,
I can again believe that what you say is true;
And only then can I engage my heart.
So until then, you play your role and do your part

To show me who you are and how you truly feel:
That you are not a boy playing games but a man who is for real.

Tuesday, April 6, 2010

For an Ego Ideal

Limiting space -
A belt on an ever expanding waist.
She put on a garment so her life would be changed.
Organs in their place: the course of life rearranged.
Cincture the stomach. Decrease appetite.
The form of a goddess to be her delight.
Girding her core to achieve an ego ideal.
Banded by a tightly fitted garment to increase appeal
To the opposite sex and to build her own esteem.
The discomfort is worth the reward, it would seem.

Loose 2 dress sizes in 10 minutes without diet or exercise

Monday, March 1, 2010

Women

Wondering what in the world I could say about you.
Obviously, words can't opine your overflowing worth.
Magnificent are your monumental and magnanimous deeds.
Every mouth should eagerly express your praise.
Nevertheless, not needing gratitude, you unyieldingly continue nudging forward.


By Doris Trueheart, originally posted at http://www.facebook.com/topic.php?uid=252898938291&topic=12444

Saturday, February 20, 2010

Water Springs Forth

My well ran dry.
The pipe too short to reach the water level,
Which over time had waned.
And so another pipe is pounded deep into the earth,
Until refreshing water springs forth to satisfy a thirsty soul
For many days to come.

Reprinted with permission from http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendId=147936150&page=6

Come My Little Jester

Come my little jester, come and bemuse me.
Come and eliminate the memories of my hurts in totality,
Even if just for a moment.
Avail me of your humor, for my heart needs to be elated.
I cannot fathom what I'd do without you.
The laughter that you stir within me
Does encircle my pain and transport it as a barge out into the sea
Of forgetfulness.
Healing is your essence.
And right now,
I need to be healed.
 
Reprinted with permission from http://blogs.myspace.com/index.cfm?fuseaction=blog.ListAll&friendId=147936150&page=6

The Impregnable, Mr Fink

One step into the office, and then I know
I've entered the Twilight Zone.
Keyboards clicking and walk clocks ticking
An eerie monotonous drone.

Everyone has their face to the screen
With spry fingers typing away.
Backs bent over and eyesight failing;
Hair is turning gray.

No time to waste, keep up the pace
And make every message succinct.
Expunge every error, or you'll bear the terror
Of the perfidious, Mr. Fink.

Working for Fink is no easy task,
But the source of emolument.
A raise, you say? Don't even ask;
It's an uncommon and unknown event.

And forget all your hopes and dreams
To maintain a salubrious state.
For you're chained to your desk at every moment
Without even the leeway to take
A stretch, or a bend, or a blink of the eye,
Not even a restroom break.

Mr. Fink has not a care to be amicable;
He's the impregnable,
Mr. Fink.

Mabuhay!

This is an anecdote and not a fable.
One day at a cafe, there at the table
Was an elderly gentleman wearing a fez with a feather.
So I said to him, "Sir, I do not know whether
My opinion would matter or not, but your hat looks quite prissy;
And I'm sorry to say, you look like a sissy!"
The gentleman laughed with a chortle and replied with a trill,
"My young lady, I see that you certainly will
Say exactly whatever is on your mind.
You are quite nervy, this I do find.
And I'm not sure that is an accolade.
But won't you sit down and share a glass of lemonade."
And so I did, and he continued to say,
"My job is quite cumbersome and provides so little pay.
I'm usually zonked by the end of the day.
My work is a tedious and arduous fag.
My boss is a rotter, an unbearable hag.
A maelstrom is the atmosphere there
So when I punch out, my fez, I do wear
As a means of escapism. It's my way to cope.
And so, my dear, I certainly hope
You will join me in giving a cheer
To the small pleasures we can find here."
So we lifted our glasses and gave them a clink on that day
And shouted, "Mabuhay! Mabuhay! Hip Hip Hooray!"


Wednesday, February 17, 2010

Cop a Plea

When a poor black man goes to court, he is never seen again.
Whether innocent or guilty, this is the most common trend.
Too poor for a lawyer; a public attorney will defend,
With a caseload that's too heavy, there's no time to prep to win.

With threats of years of confinement, he presses to cop a plea;
Yet fails to advise his client, "A record will follow thee,
Hindering your opportunities for gainful employment,
Killing your spirit, and drying up your every enjoyment.

Making your life a living hell;
Confined or free, you're still in jail!"


Saturday, January 16, 2010

Can Never Return

While you were away,
The wind eroded the mountain,
The river cut a path through the rock,
And a tree - fell.

While you were away, time caused every creature to age,
Knowledge increased, and life brought us to a different stage.
Although you can "remember when,"
You can never return to the place you have been.

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