Tag Archives: Friends

Ah yes! Finally it’s. Friday!

18 May
Ah yes! Finally it's. Friday!
Keep them in your heart - Peace, Faith, Love, and Hope.
Crap, I had my whole day planned out, then I read the label.
Delving into the Delphic Maxims.

Keep them in your heart - Peace, Faith, Love, and Hope.
Thank God and Goddess it's Friday.
Delving into the Delphic Maxims.
Weaving spiritual practice into daily life.

Thank God and Goddess it's Friday.
Surgeon General: It's hazardous to breath in Paradise City.
Weaving spiritual practice into daily life.
Dogs barking just to be barking.

Surgeon General: It's hazardous to breath in Paradise City.
Friday Friend Hugs! (((HUGS))).
Dogs barking just to be barking.
Almost the weekend, writing a Friday Pantoum.

Friday Friend Hugs! (((HUGS)))
Crap, I had my whole day planned out, then I read the label.
Almost the weekend, wrote this Friday Pantoum.
Ah yes! Finally it's. Friday!

In The Garden

13 Mar

In the garden my brothers, sisters and I planted,
In the garden where we play,
In the garden where we laugh and pray,
In the garden there a memorial stands,
In the garden a memorial to Wiccans,
In the garden a memorial for those whom have gone to the Summerlands,
In the garden where you stood by my side,
In the garden I break down and cry,
In the garden, in front of the memorial, I say my goodbyes.

Fifty-Two Cents

10 Mar

On the ground
I found fifty-two cents.
I picked it up,
It must have been heaven-sent.
Thanks given to my mother from Brooklyn,
Whom tried to teach me
to be open minded and use common sense.

Fifty-two cents worth
She gave me, two cents never enough.
She discussed with me
Life, religion, and love.
From her I learned
to follow my own path,
and what it means to trust.

My best friend’s Nana from Brooklyn
Gave her fifty-two cents.
Fifty-two cents worth
She was given through witty comments
On men, sexuality, love,
Living, and the mind, all well-meant.

Sexuality without sensuality
isn’t worth two cents.
Nor sensuality without the mind,
Her Nana explained with confidence.
Mind without the spirit is worthless, and spirit
Worthless unless you choose to live, love,
Explore, and learn, this wisdom she did dispense.

Oh these ladies from Brooklyn
Whom gave us fifty-two cents.
Tried to give us wisdom,
Knowledge and self-confidence.
But we had to follow our
Own paths, bumpy as they might be,
And suffer through life’s bad events.

Fifty-two cents
I found, its meaning now clear.
Fifty-two cents
Of wisdom my best friend
received from her Nana dear.
We live and love, explore and learn,
And try to move on with our lives without fear.

Bitter Apples

8 Mar

I went to the barrel
And reached down in,
To pull out an apple
To liven my grin

But the apple was bitter,
Turning my grin to a frown,
And this bitterness I shared
with everyone I met in town

Soon the bitterness flowed
Across rivers and seas,
Causing strife and discord
Spreading like a disease

Almost too late
I realized what I’d done,
By sharing my bitterness
I clouded the sun

But clouds having silver linings,
This is how we learn,
By taking responsibility
For our actions, wisdom we earn

So I reached into the barrel,
For an apple so sweet,
From this day forward with lightness
And smile people I will greet

I Should Care Less About Clocks

7 Mar

I should care less about clocks
and their artificial division of days
into hours, minutes, and seconds

And daylight saving time,
how nature must laugh at humanity’s
attempt to manipulate the day

For, in truth, nature
is the best time keeper
and we but amateurs

The moon waxes to full
And wanes to new,
While the sun rises and sets each day

Spring gives way to Summer which
gives way to Autumn, in turn, giving
way to Winter and then Spring again

Best it would be
If I focus on learning,
And the beauty around me

Best if I smile, and bring joy to
myself and others in our short time here,
and I should care less about clocks

I’ll Be Watching Over You

31 Jan

My time on Earth

Has come to an end,

Too soon for

My family true,

But I want you to know

I’ll be watching over you.

The tears that flow

Will be many I know,

From family and friends

Whom were close

To my heart,  And though

You don’t want to let me go,

I’ll be watching over you. 

To our Divine home

My spirit has passed,

One last thing

I will ask,

Celebrate life as you

Work through your sorrow,

And I’ll be watching over you.