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“HOME!” a poem {It rhymes!!} November 17, 2018 – Saturday

With a TOUCH of Faith, there’s no more fear –

With a DASH of Hope – we are so clear –

And a SPLASH of Grace, takes us from the place,

Of concern-and-worry – So, there’s no more “flurry,”

Nor angst – so,

(pause)

CHEER!

(pause)

“We’re-HOME-FREE, Dear!”

fin <3

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J. Jay Samuel Davis

“THE MAN WHO LOOKED FOR BETTER THAN GOOD ENOUGH!” a poem a.k.a.: “If Everyone IS REAL Crazy, BUT You Don’t Care For Being Alone, You Better Get Crazy Too! Because Crazy Sometimes Beats Lonesome!” November 16, 2018 – Friday!

“I’m restless!” “I don’t know what to think!” “I FEEL alone!”

Said Mojo Jones (pause) who “had a bone,

To pick,” with-all-his-neighbor-folk!

“I JUST THINK – ALL THESE ‘BELIEFS’ – ARE ONE BIG JOKE!”

When Jones would ask – WHY his neighbors believed THAT:

“Well, ‘twas good enough for Grampa,” said Ronnie McBlatt;

“It-was good ‘nough for pappy,” Sam Wallopee said “on the spot!

“Good enough for GOVERNMENT WORK,” said Willow, smokin’ pot;

“‘Twas good enough for 7 generations of us!”

Said Twila Florencio, and that girl could cuss!

But Mojo Jones – didn’t-want “good enough;”

He wanted BETTER! MUCH better! and Mojo was tough!

Jones searched for “better,” but not in a mosque or a shrine,

And he “poo-pooed” The Catholics – and – Saint Valentine!

Plus! Native American AND New Age – weren’t his “cup o’ tea!”

“The Galactic Commander(s) – can-come argue with me!!”

Said Mojo Jones – so he went off alone,

To some deserted island – and he picked clean his bone!

CLEAN! and he had no one to be around,

And he got REAL LONESOME, and he kissed The Ground!

He-came-back-to-our-town – with a new point of view:

“IT’S GOOD ENOUGH FOR ME – IF IT’S GOOD ENOUGH FOR YOU!”

fin <3

Mystic Poet

“RIME OF THE SMOOTH SAILING SAILOR!” a poem Saturday: 11/10/2018

It -can-be SMOOTH SAILING, this time we spend –

For – There’s no beginning, (pause) and no end!

The activities – that we devise (?)

Are here! before our sparkling eyes,

Indoors, outdoors – bed and boat,

Sailing along! Please! Take note:

Fill your voyage with things so sweet!

Just do-things-SMOOTHLY, to avoid “the heat,”

Of frantic, pell-mell enterprise;

Your time is YOURS! Prioritize!

And-sailing’s ENDLESS – So – RELAX-THERE;

Fret-just-a-little, but – don’t-pull your hair!

No-need to push-things ‘til you’re “burned out,”

‘Til your life (pause) doth make you shout,

And NOT with welcome joys and thrills,

But-with-overwhelm (?) Yes, TOO MUCH KILLS,

The-satisfaction you might enjoy;

Guilt’s-an-ever-present – tricky – ploy!

EASY SAILING! TIME’S ETERNAL!

Take each moment – in Life’s Journal,

And-have-a-smooth – and a pleasant “walk,”

OR (?) (pause) erratic jolts of noise and talk,

Of non-stop, senseless activity;

Yes, sometimes – our proclivity,

Is-to allow-a-FLOOD – to rule the day;

Who’s in charge? It’s YOU, I pray!

So take each moment and don’t be caught,

In a-current (pause) that is fraught,

With: a.s.a.p. s – must-do s – hurries-and-nows!

Go-with: maybe s – sounds-good (pause) and-smooth(e)-some-how s!

And don’t JUST read this calming verse!

And then get frantic – or TOO terse!

EASY DOES IT – STEP BY STEP,

SMOOTHLY SAIL! Be real “HEP!” 🙂 – Groo-oovy!

fin <3

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4TYv2PhG89A

SONG (to the tune: “Wabash Cannonball!”)

I’m a smoothly sailing sailor; I sail right along!

With the ocean spray – My clouds ain’t gray, as I sing this sailing song!

I steer with confidence and joy – with-the rhythm of The SEA;

It’s in my Heart, and I’ll-never-part, From this SAILING HAR-MONY!

I sail smooth and silky, With a-little-breeze in my hair:

A smoothly sailing sailor, With a clever, jaunty air:

I smile and sing and whistle, And-the waves they are my friends!

I’m-a smoothly sailing sailor man – and my song – it never ends!

Ohhhh! (Repeat first part!)

Letter to my husband

🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀 🎀

I melted in the most beautiful eternity of oneness beyond human knowledge. Melding into a belonging with the inner innocence of pure love so undefined by our understanding. Intimately entwined in time floating in the third dimensions.
John you to experience divine healing of souls entwined. 🎀

Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary, Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore— While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping, As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door “‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door— Only this and nothing more” Dreaming of Animal Kingdom

Animal Kingdom 🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞🌞