Midweek Poems – What is the opposite of a life of regret?

Satisfaction. Like eating a delicious meal and feeling that it will digest completely and without gas or gurgles. I want to taste everything and experience everything… challenge myself to grow emotionally & experientially. I love being able to say I tried it. A life without regret for me would be a life without having to … Continue reading Midweek Poems – What is the opposite of a life of regret?

Midweek Poems – Contemplating why I hate to Lose and why I feel I’m in this category

My head is unsure this is where I am. And my gut’s discomforted at not wanting to lose. Perhaps the moment feels like I love to Lose. I tend to give in to other’s opinions, want to avoid all confrontations, listen to my self-defeating voice to justify not speaking up… to avoid the possibility of … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Contemplating why I hate to Lose and why I feel I’m in this category

Midweek Poems – Defining a Grateful Successographer

I accept my patterns of envy have limited my growth in the past And that I have nothing to fear, Nor any logical reason to compare my current self to that of others. I didn’t have their journey; I don’t share their experience. I have my experience and my reality is my own. They may … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Defining a Grateful Successographer

Midweek Poems – Have you read the poet?

Have you read Irving Layton? I hear he’s fantastic But only his smiles imprint indelible images upon my mind like the detached wing of a fly. Have you listened to Whitman? Do you find him too free with his expression? Have you read Rod McKuen? I hear he’s impressive But only in a single-minded of … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Have you read the poet?

Midweek Poems – Orange Man

Orange man, orange man where do you go? I’m going out with my girlfriend for dinner and a show. Orange man, orange man what do you do? I’m a cobbler and I can fix any shoe. Orange man, orange man why do we live? To share love and happiness with those to whom we give. … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Orange Man

Midweek Poems – The Apple Tree

School time in early autumn the playground is full but the out of bounds fields are more tempting. The field is more tempting and filled with burrs, but the apple tree proves irresistible We race to be kings on the age old tree by claiming the highest branches Power is kept with an arsenal of … Continue reading Midweek Poems – The Apple Tree

Midweek Poems – My relationship with a cookie

I look at this chocolate chip cookie and wonder...what’s inside. On the surface there is hard cookie with only a few chips of personality showing. What potential this cookie must have Look at all the delicious chips What’s inside must be incredible I know it’s there, but how to get at it. If I attack … Continue reading Midweek Poems – My relationship with a cookie

Midweek Poems – Don’t Fall in Love

Don’t Fall in Love The rain falls past my light post at night to land sadly on my white canvas shoes The sounds of Genesis emanate from my earphones to vibrate in my ears but fail miserably to change my mood. Person after person walks me by on there busy journey to nowhere significant She … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Don’t Fall in Love

Midweek Poems – “I Love my Baby, My Baby Don’t Love Me”… R. Johnson

We can sit and stare at each other for hours, but have nothing to say. We can walk happily hand in hand for miles, but she can’t make love to me. We can tell each other of feelings of love, but hers are stronger in the past and mine are in the present...and future. We … Continue reading Midweek Poems – “I Love my Baby, My Baby Don’t Love Me”… R. Johnson

Midweek Poems – Out of Sight Out of Mind?

The flames rise to dance anew with the added fodder. Sadness consumes happiness as thoughts feed the flames. Wood to coal to ashes the dance goes on. Thoughts of expectations misleading joy to denial. The flames jump up into the ether their fuel is the air itself. Sad memories linger always feeding on existence and … Continue reading Midweek Poems – Out of Sight Out of Mind?