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“CHRISTMAS DOGS: PAST AND PRESENT!”  a poem  Tuesday: Dec. 18, 2018

“CHRISTMAS DOGS: PAST AND PRESENT!” a poem Tuesday: Dec. 18, 2018

At Christmas-we-welcome our: “MEMORY-DOGS,” (pause) a “fine-line” pedigree;
IF-you-had-only-known-our-“pooches,” we’re sure that you’d agree,
That each of them was OUT, STANDING, around-our Christmas Tree,
All-the-dogs – keep-our-tree-alive – for each one takes a “pee!”
And-each-Christmas (amazingly) – OUR CHRISTMAS TREE DOTH GROW!
That’s-how-we-know – ALL-OUR-DOGS-HAVE-COME-“HOME!” for-it’s-here, they- liked “to go!”
And, on each day of Christmas, we recognize each one!
OUR “MEMORY DOGS” ARE IN OUR HEARTS; we have a lot of fun!
But, Victor (the husband) was a bit upset, one balmy Christmas day,
When-he-caught-his-wife – doing-her-“business,” in “the hound-dog way!” 🙂

fin ❤

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“OUR DOGS ARE MUCH RELIEVED BY THE ARRIVAL OF THE HOLIDAYS!”

“OUR DOGS ARE MUCH RELIEVED BY THE ARRIVAL OF THE HOLIDAYS!” a poem, to follow the poem “Christmas Dogs: Past & Present!” Dec. 18, 2018 (Tuesday)

As-all-our-doggies-we-ever-had, cele-brate-THIS-BLESSED-TIME,*
And-keep-up-The-“Giving”-Spirit, I offer y’all this rhyme:

SPIRO, oh, dear Spiro – he was a mongrel “breed,”
Who died, we think, from lots o’ worms – (pause) he-“moves”-and-takes-the-lead!
So, after Spiro’s “had a go,” the others follow suit:
YEN-YITA-makes a dainty puddle, and she-shakes her delicate “flute!”
About our good dog LUCKY, whom we NOW call “Lucky Filter,”
He-pees-real-good-and-his kidneys-get-cleaned – Oh, look! RUDOLF(o), “the jilter,”
Who-had-so-many-b – – – es, he-was-named-aft’-VALENTINO!
When Rudy pees, it hurts a bit – VD affects the stream-OH!
And DANNY? Danny dog’s SO SHY, conscious-of-others’-seeing,
(That) it’s held-in, and the-house-will-flood – with such-marathon-a-peeing!
SILVER liked to “spread the love,” so, when she does “the deed,”
It’s-a-little-here – and-a-little-there – WHEREVER! She’s prob’ly pee-d!
PHILLIP had a long-one! So, on Christmas day,
He drags “The Monster” to the tree – the-girls just reel – and sway!
ALICE is our dog right now – she-don’t-know-what-to-think!!
With all this ghostly pee-ing! We’re-afraid-she’s-“on-the-brink,”
Of a-breakdown, especially – when-GLADYS-pees- AND – does-a-poo!
Poor Alice! She’s “beside-herself!”-She-just whines: “Boo-hoo!”
Anyway – for-almost-all-(our-pooches), Christmas is-quite-a-relief,
As you- can-tell – in-more-ways-than-one –
Surprise! There’s-a-yellow-leaf! 🙂 – on a pine tree?! Wow!

fin ❤

* – Christmas, Hannukkah, New Year’s – – – whatever! Boxing Day! The Wiccan Winter Solstice Sabbat Celebration(s)! Cookie Day! National Fruitcake Day (My birthday!? Just kidding!) National Bicarbonate of Soda Day! Make-Up-Your-Mind Day! Humbug Day! Roast Chestnuts Day! Bill-of-Rights Day! – and my personal favorite: Roast Suckling Pig Day!

POETRY! Designed-to-take-you-on-AN-INTERESTING-RIDE!😀

THE MYSTIC POET! A Brief Description of His Poetry:

POETRY!

Designed-to-take-you-on-AN-INTERESTING-RIDE!

Before-pushing-you – OUT of your seat!

But-NOT-so-as-to-hurt-you!

Very-much!

“THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS HAS A FEATHER DUSTER!” 😀

“THE GIRL OF MY DREAMS HAS A FEATHER DUSTER!” a poem 18 Dec 2018

You’ve got-to-have-you some Love Chemicals, a-bouncin’-around in your brain!
Without just-a-few-a-them-Love Chemicals – you’ll-just-feel so insane!
So, LOOK FOR LOVE (or don’t), BUT-ALWAYS – HOPE THAT IT WILL COME!
Get-ready-to-be: “SMACKED-with-a-feather-duster!” Smacked right-“on-your-bum!”
And, when-the-feather-duster-arrives, jump-for-joy and say:
“Yippee! (it’s) The-Girl-of-my-Dreams (with-duster-in-hand) today,
And-now, HOPEFULLY – she’ll-smack-you-around – and also kiss and cuddle,
And-you-can-“Cry-You-A-River,” yes, you can! – & splash-’round-in-a-big-puddle,

And – SNUGGLE;
And – GIGGLE;
And, just-generally, MESS AROUND –

LOVE makes everything worth it (pause) when Your Dream Girl you have found! 🙂

fin ❤

“RESPECTING WHERE THEY HAVE BEEN, WHAT THEY HAVE SEEN AND WHAT THEY HAVE FELT!”

“RESPECTING WHERE THEY HAVE BEEN, WHAT THEY HAVE SEEN AND WHAT THEY HAVE FELT!” a poem a.k.a.: “The Opening of Possibilities!” 12/17/18

Earlier-in-the-year – a package arrived!
“A pair made of satin – or silk!” and I cried!
Lacy-and-soft; (pause) with-faultless-spun-silk,
Smelling “ambrosia-c,” of-sweet-juice and milk!
I-inhaled-their-flavor and-passed-out on my bed!
“They”-found-me-next-morning; with these on my head!
Some, they are turquoise – and some passion red;
When-I-was-discovered, they-were-sure-I-was-dead!
Except-though! They-said – I-had -this-“smile-of-bliss,”*
And-I-was-caught-in-The-Middle – transfixed-in-a-kiss,
With the perfect aroma, just stuck in my brain,
A smell like pure Heaven (pause) im-possible-to-explain!
Yet, YES – ambrosia-lapses – with-months-of-inhaling,
The-aroma-might-be-lost – but-my-interest? (was)-NEVER-FAILING!
For-I-become – one-with-them; and I-cleave-to-each thread;
I worship them so – and This Thing I have said,
“These panties-they’re-worthy – of honor and glory,
For-they-cradled – her-middle! Please, come – hear their story:
Right HERE! is The Place, where her woo-hoo did rest,
The slit was pulled slightly, (and) her hips were (ad)dressed,
On either side HERE! and THERE!-for-to-tighten,
And kiss them so tenderly – Her cheeks! They were fightin’,
BUT-NEVER, Oh, never, in an ungraceful way;
The separation? (was)-Perfect! Sweet cheeks – kept “at bay,”
And the front part, her tummy – did fit neatly in,
With a delicate back, where the spine curves have been,
Suggesting these panties – are for- ever-now-blest,
With blessings from Heaven – and Here! Read The Crest,
Which-is-surely-the–“tag,” which-doth-cleave-(un)to-the-back,
And-it simply says this: [Yes, you MUST have “the knack,”
Of delicate reverence! to-touch what’s-HOUSED-here,
And, IF you will honor – the threads quite, my Dear,
You will-ever be-filled – with a calm, happy sway,
For The Blessed-One “touched” them! And they well know THE WAY!]”

fin ❤
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4LS_9nM4bm0 * – a.k.a.: a cheeky grin!

“SOULFUL FUN!” 

“SOULFUL FUN!” a poem a.k.a.: “Regarding The Conjunction of Opposites!” December 17, 2018 (Monday)

Are ya searchin’, searchin’ ?”Yang” for “Yen”
Looking-for your soul mate, gettin’-back again?
Does Yen needs Yang – to make a go?
Where-will-you-look? Who’s-to-know!
THINK it’s easy? Guess again;
It MAY LOOK EZ, perhaps (it-is) – but then,
Di-vine “Hurdles” they-MAY defend,
Finding-THAT-lover; a-search-without-end!
Until persistence – or-STUPID-doth-convince,
Divinity-to-withhold – IT’s-“harlequin(ian)-hints,”
Designed-to-“throw-you-off,” and-make you wander,
In a SEA OF CONFUSION! and, perhaps – to squander,
Many lives?* – or NONE-AT-ALL,
Yet-WHO-AM-I-to talk? – “A Dropper of The Ball!”
But-IF-forced-to-advise, I’d: “DROP! – all-stra-te-gy;”
I’d-sit-down-and-RELAX – with-a-fine cup-o’-tea!
Forget-“Intentional-Searches,” BUT – expect, night-and-day,
THAT-“GOD’S”-PROBABLY-PLACED-“YOUR-LOVER”-FAR, FAR AWAY!
‘Cause what’s gonna happen – IF you-two-ever-touch?
POSITIVE + NEGATIVE! It-COULD-be-“too-much,”
Or WHEN-THEN THE NEUTRAL, STILL-AND-SILENT POINT,
Attracts NOTHING to-it, it might just “anoint,”
TWO FITTED “SOULS!” Well, now, what does-that mean?
Perhaps – DISSOLUTION – of-this-same, dreary scene,
That-seems-to-have-existed – For-ever-and-A-DAY,
When angels in HEAVEN proclaim: “Hip-hooray!
A COUPLE HAS FOUNDED THEMSELVES TO BE ONE;
This might be-interesting! (pause) TIME FOR SOME FUN!” 🙂 – Oh, my!

fin ❤

* – “I CERTAINLY am NOT suggesting that anyone believe in the concept of soul mates – or pursue some dream to “find” one; however, if you are so inclined, by all means, why not GO FOR IT! It sounds like quite an adventure, IF adventures are what you in to!!” The Mystic Poet
** – Some philosophies suggest “a person(?)” will live several different “lives,” in a different body, with different circumstances! Maybe IF – you REALLY want THAT, you can have it!!

George Michael liked girls – or-SO-WE-THOUGHT, Then, SUDDENLY, one-day – he-was-a-gay-sot!!

“YOU’RE SWELL!” a poem December 17, 2018 – Monday

We should be dead; we should be dead;
We should be dead, my Sleepy Head!
I’ve curs-Ed “God,” yes, once too often,
And-you’ve-threatened-to-jump – into-your-coffin!
We’ve GIVEN UP – at least a mill-i-i(o)n,
Times-or-more – so – lemme-fill-y’in:

Whatever the-state-of-affairs that’s-been,
We’re probably “dead,” so – with-a-grin,
I’m-pretty-sure- – we’re in Heaven or Hell,
(which-is- what-we-were-taught! when-we-THOUGHT-we-were-well!)
WHAT-WE-WERE-TAUGHT? When we thought life was “normal,”
And we went to The Prom, and-you-were-dressed – in-a “formal,”
GOWN!-with-a-flower – AND – also one for HIS lapel;
A-fragrantly-designed-boutonniere – and-a-kind-school-bell,
That would ring – and-you-would-sing! and school would start,
And we-went-to-class(es) – and, at lunch, we-had-a-tart,
And a little cup – of-ice-tea – and It-was-just-fine!
You used-to – exchange – a pretty Valentine,
With Madge – or Pete-y – or-Roy-or-Sam,
And, after school, we’d listen to “WHAM!”*
George Michael liked girls – or-SO-WE-THOUGHT,
Then, SUDDENLY, one-day – he-was-a-gay-sot!!
And FAIR-PLAY – and-a-GOOD-DAY – were-considered – (pause) quite-OK,
But NOW – Haven’t-all-these-things gone-away? (pause)
Or MAYBE-NOT – for-NOW-we’ve-a-reason-to-live!
And – even – THRIVE-&-SHARE-&-GIVE,
One-another – pretty kisses, “butterflies!” – and-a “peck!”
You show me your bosom1 – and-I’m-just-a-“wreck!!”
And-so-we-should-be-dead – PERHAPS – but-really-who-cares?
When YOU (My Love) a-sexy-thing-wears,
OR – when-you-take-IT-off – and show-me your ‘fairs!
We’re A COUPLE – OF WILD, – WILD-MARCH-HARES!
Yeah! We-may-NOT-be-spring-chickens, BUT THERE’S-A-SPRING-“in your step,”
And-a-song-in-our-Hearts – and-our-friend Johnny Depp,
Is a little bit older – and, perhaps, somewhat wiser,
But I’M REALLY NOT SURE, yet there still is a geyser,
Every-time-THAT-you-“shake-it,” and-every-time-that-you-COO,
Those-fa-m-i-liar-words: “I LOVE YOU TRUE!”
So-maybe-there’s-LOVE-AFTER-DEATH-with-a-new-life,
LOVE-WITH-a-YOU, a sexy, sweet wife!
Called: “Adventures-with-(my)-Sweetie!”
And-in-The-Morning-Light – I’M GREEDY,
To: have more of you;
To: PROCLAIM, “Yes! I DO!
Do – LOVE YOU FOREVER,
and I’ll leave you – NEVER,
Whether-Dead-or-Alive,
And this-here’s no jive:

THAT YOUR EYES LOOK “16” – – – WHEN I SEE THEM, I “STEAM!” – – – LIKE A HORNY PROM DATE – – – WHO IS COM-PELL-ED BY FATE – – – TO-FOLLOW-YOU-TO-HELL – – –
AND-MAKE-HEAVEN, (’cause) YOU’RE-SWELL! 🙂 – Yup! SO pretty!

fin ❤

* – a boy band, featuring a young George Michael, who all the girls knew was “rad!”

“BILATERAL HARMONY!” 🕊

“BILATERAL HARMONY!” a poem Sunday: 12/16/2018

Kitty’s hungry – the birdies too!
“I think – to-here – I-call-ED-YOU!”

A new-old language – The-Language-of-Love;
“Show me your (big) breasts!” said God(?) from above (!)

“Spend-you a night – a lifetime – or two!

AND MAKE ALL MY FONDEST DREAMS COME TRUE!”

Musings!-Many-musings! And whose life is “right?”
And-whose-bloody-perspective – do-we-honor-tonight?

AND HOW CAN ANYONE BALANCE – ALL THIS DIVERGENCE?
Are-there-answers?-Are-the-questions-real? Let’s-pick our detergents,
And just-do THE-WASH – and kiss-and-don’t-tell,
And never assume this is Heaven or Hell!

Once-again – JUST ASSUME – that things are all fine,
And-they’ll-work out – IN -THE-NO-END; she’s YOURS-(and)-you’re mine,
AND HE LOVES HER – AND SHE LOVES HIM,
And – I’m JUST FINE – with-my-beautiful-Mim,
Who keeps saying: “I’ll-kill-you!” OR “Die-for-me!”
or
“Let’s-die-together-(in)-Bilateral-Harmony!”

This world’s about (?) BALANCE! HARMONY? Well, perhaps,
But NO – BIG – GOD – is -providing no maps!
“Live and let live!” “Love and let die!”
Eat-ya-some-more – of Mom’s-Cherry-Pie!
And WORSHIP!-today – at YOUR FAVORITE PLACE:
Whether-at–a-church – or-on-Somebody’s-FACE! 🙂 – Mmm!

fin ❤

“MEANS STREAKS?”

“MEANS STREAKS?” a poem a.k.a.: “Love Is All!” Sunday – December 16, 2018

I’m you; he’s me; ]
she’s him- Goll – y!]
Can’t-keep Track-of]
All-these I-love,]
I-know-you! You’re mean!]
Boo-hoo!-being-Confused!-&-Obscene!]
So-I’m-mean! She’s mean.]
He’s-bad – but-I’ve-seen,]
That girl and-that-boy -]
Kissing! What joy!]
They’re nice – He’s-pretty -]
She-is – A-Fine-Kitty!]
So (pause) I-pretty-too!]
I’m-a-kitty – And-You!?]
are-(kinda)-nice – (and)kinda mean -]
What-d’-I-do? I’m-(just)a-teen,]
Queen (pause) w/Drama-much,]
&-I’m-seeking-my-Sir, for-some-touch!]
To-touch – my- Evil-Side (?)]
{He has-no-evil – to Hide (?)}]
Does he? Oh-my! – maybe-SO]
Schizophrenia (pause) Is-all-a-glow!]
As I lose – myself-in-His-gaze,]
I-dream – & – through-THE-Haze -]
Of-this-LIFE – (I-think)mostly-mirage,]
I-just-wanna-be -like–Nicki-Minaj,]
Singing & Dancing – (&) Being-Mean-and-Sexy -]
With-my-love, one Sir-ten-Tex-y!]

Roll-with-The Changes, Roll-with The Punches – – -]
Go with your gut; Honor your hunches -]
DON’T-GIVE-UP- ON-(TRUE)-LOVE, the-Best-I’ve-seen,]
Whether-you’re-human-or-blind – or downright MEAN!]

fin ❤

“NEVER TRUST A MAN!”

“NEVER TRUST A MAN!” a poem a.k.a.: “Ein Wiener Lied!!” 12/17/2018 (Sunday)

NEVER TRUST ANOTHER! Whether woman – man – or – ang – el;
Always trust “your INNER choice!” This is what I-will-tell:
For YOU-are The Good Lord’s “vessel,” and “TRUTH(?)” WILL ALWAYS COME,
To your Heart, IF-YOU-WILL-WAIT – and-THAT’S-THE-TOTAL-“SUM,”
Of living here upon This Earth – especially – at-Christmas-Time!
So, blessings now to one and all – fromp The-Master-of-all-Rhyme(?)

fin ❤

Mystic Poet

“A SPECIAL SOMEONE!” a poem Saturday: December 15, 2018 Thanks to My M!

Look around, wayward traveler! What-do-you-think-you-see?
“Weeping!”
“Gnashing-of-teeth!”
“Oh, My! Demons! are looking at me,
And-asking for donations; (pause) they can NOT get enough!”
Well, what-do-you-know-about-all-THAT?
“Things seem-REALLY, pretty-tough!”

OK! Now! Close-your-eyes- (pause) and-take-a-breath-or-two;
NOW! Open-up-them-PEEPERS!
“Geez-things-are-totally-new!
Now-I-see-a-happy-family, dining-at-a-Christmas-table;
I see some-hugging-&-kissing – Folks-in-fine-linen, and-some dressed-in-sable,
With-wonderful-Heavenly-music! Well-now-WHAT-AM-I-TO-THINK?
It SEEMS-that-I’m-in-Heaven-OR-Hell; I’m-lifted! Then, I-sink!”

So, WELCOME-TO-” S O M E ” -REALITY! There’re-an-infinite-number-around!
Choose-whatever-you-want, Dear Friend!
“In EACH ONE, I have found:
WONDERMENT – and-DESECRATION! GLORY, mixed with SORROW;
What-a-MIXED-BAG-conditionality-is – There’s TODAY – and, then, TOMORROW,
And I DON’T-KNOW, if-I-should-even-get-up – on any given day,
Because – Sometimes I-AM-‘given’ – (pause) – and-sometimes-I-must-pay!”

And THAT’S THE WAY OF EXISTENCE, FRIEND – quid pro quo-and-stuff;
Some days you will enjoy yourself – and sometimes you’ve-had-enough!
That-IS-The-Way it-is right-HERE, and-anywhere-ELSE-you-go!
MY SUGGESTION: Find-you-a-“help-mate!” Love-her (him) despite cheer or woe:
HOLD-ON-TIGHTLY, kiss-and-smile, but DO-keep-up “Your Guard,”
Yet, with that SPECIAL SOMEONE – Life won’t be all that hard!

fin ❤

MY HUSBAND IS “AN ACTIVIST!” – He’ll stand for NONE OF THAT! 😂

“HOME SWEET HOME IS WORTH THE FOCUS!” a poem a.k.a.: “Balancing Activism With The Needs Of Your Family!” Friday: December 14, 2018

MY HUSBAND IS “AN ACTIVIST!” – He’ll stand for NONE OF THAT!
He WILL-protect: CHILDREN, (pause) THE ENVIRONMENT, (pause)
And – even-that-bloody-CAT,
Who stays up, stuck-up – in the tree – and meows-and-meows-so-much!
HUB’ll-climb the tree and fall right down – ra-ther-than-get-in-touch,
With-THE-ANIMAL-PATROLing-GUYS! whose job it is to fetch,
Kitty from The Bloody Tree! – or me! with-hair- caught-in-this-hedge!!
I yelled and yelled for days on end; I-did – for-my- lovely-Hon!
But hubbie, he-was-locked-(up)-in-jail! ‘Cause-he’s-a-PROTESTING-SON,*
And WHEN THEY FINALLY RELEASED-HIM – he-had-him – a-beard and the-cat,
He got a ride back home(?) he-did – and THEN – he “smelled a rat!?”
Well-now (actually) the-“rat-smell”-was-me, still stuck there, with my hair,
Caught!-It-had-been-for-days-so-tangled – and-I’d-lost-my-will-to-care!
So-I-died-in-the-hedge, with-no-bread, (you see)! No-bread – to dip-in-the-river!
I died! without – food-and/or-water and such – Perhaps I-just burst my liver(?)
But WHAT THE HECK, my hubbie’s happy(?) and-he’s-still-a-“protesting-joe,”
Without a wife – or family – I wonder how-far he’ll go!

fin ❤

The MORAL of the story-Let-activism -always-begin-at-HOME – – – lest your wife and family – begin to cry and foam – – – “at the mouth,” with hunger, nothing left to eat! – – – Providing-for-your-loved-ones! (it-is-a-good-plan) A-happy-home-ya (just) can’t beat!
* – son-of-a- (long pause) gun!**
** – because he HAD – a right to bear arms (I mean) bare arms – my arms – and my bare breasts – and I had other quality features! (All but forgotten, as Bubba launched a campaign to Save The Whales, but NOT my wails – and to pick-up strays cats and dogs – which I got to feed and clean up after – AND – He fell in love with this activist chick named Delores, who believed in The Second Coming of The Pure Race – and, by golly, Bubba (bless his heart) raced to HER side, protecting and providing for her every earthly need!) but ME? Well, I was left alone, with the dogs and cats (who all died anyway, after I got stuck in the hedge that time and died) – Anyway, life is short (sometimes) and not necessarily sweet! AND – everybody needs to be saved – especially the environment – I bloody well went GREEN (with envy!) because I was envious of all the time he was spending with Delores and The Trees! and, yes, our blessed child (in my womb) died along with me (IN THE HEDGE) – ACTUALLY! The child was saved! I died! Then they cut out little Bicky from my tummy! Bicky became a prosecutor, prosecuting overzealous protesters, who, although they DO have a right to free speech and reasonable protest! are NOT allowed to shoot pipe-line layers, circus owners (with dancing bears) and themselves! Sigh! Anyway, here I am – in a PERFECT ENIRONMENT, called Heaven – or Hell, awaiting early release – so I go “back there” and eat bark – with Bubba, Delores – and other woodland creatures! Well, you know!! Sigh! ns of the times! ❤


Think I turned up at the wrong Christmas Party 😀😂😅 Mystic Poet 😅😁🕊

What will you want? VANILLA SKIES forever? Or – a little cold and rough – some – rainy – weather!?

“SONG AND DANCE MAN!” a poem a.k.a.: “That: Every Passing Minute – Is A Chance To Turn It All Around (pause) And SEE YOU AGAIN!” Thurs.: 12/13/2018

Thanks to: “Vanilla Sky,” the movie.

“WHAT WILL HAPPINESS (pause) BE FOR YOU?”
(The-sweet-is-never-as-sweet – – – without-The-Sour too!)
What will you want? VANILLA SKIES forever? 😁 * yes of course lol _😂
Or – a little cold and rough – some – rainy – weather!?
Well, whether you do – or whether* you don’t,
It’s UP TO YOU – to-adjust “the font!” (Ok😁)
But, IF-you-ask me (NOT-much tried-and-true?),
I’d-go-for-UNPREDICTABLE! ’cause-it’s-interesting-to-do!
But – YOU GOTTA RELAX (then) – and-go-with-The-Punches,
For, sometimes you might be denied – scrumptious lunches,
And-you – might – have-to-“eat-on-The-Go”-like-The-Jews-with-Pha-roah,
GIRD UP YOUR LOINS! (pause) and-SHOOT LIKE THE-ARROW!
Piece The Veil – and look BEYOND,
All-of-The-Restrictions-that-are-sometimes-laid-upon,
YOUr little self, all human & proud,
And sure! You-might wanna – lose The Crowd,
Yet BURNED DOWN BRIDGES CAN-BE HARD-TO-REPAIR,
If you decide – you-ever wanna-go-BACK-over-there!!**(🌞)
And-SURE!-there’s-liable-to-be-heartache, but HECK!-take-The-Chance!

TO-HAVE-A REALLY-“RICH”-LIFE –

LEARN-TO-SING-&-DANCE! 💃m💃🐞

fin ❤

* – weather!
** – “OPEN OPTIONS are never all that bad! BUT – cherish what you have, until AND IF – ‘it’ decides to ever let go of you!!”*** The Mystic Poet 🙂 -Never say “NEVER?!”
*** – “Sometimes a respite is nice, but it doesn’t have to be forever!!” The Mystic Poet

“Dr. Fine’s Fine Advice!” 😁

“THE PRESCRIPTION!” a poem a.k.a.: “Dr. Fine’s Fine Advice!” Dec. 14, 2018 (FREYA’s Day!)

I’m workin’-to overcome asthma – and IT IS NO SURPRISE:
With plenty-o’-water-and-sunshine – and lots of exercise,
I’m-losin’ that-ol’-asthma! And I’m TAPPING* also too!
“Positive Affirmations! can-be really good for you!!

I’m-dealing-with-that-hay-fever – the water’s clean and pure,
That’s-my-focus, along-with-sunshine! O.M.G.-it’s-really-The-Cure!
I’m-includin’-good-ol’ exercise!! Some long walks are “the ticket!”
I LOVE – to swim and hit THE BALL: soccer-tennis-and-cricket!
I’m-workin’-to-improve-my-good-ol’-“BOD, to make my lover smile,
I-wanna-be-“fit,” right-to-The Brim! I-can run a country mile!
I’m eatin’ regular meals again – with’-the-water-and-sun-o-shine,
I-ain’t-listenin’-to-no-mo’-pill-doctors! I got me DR. FINE,
Who told me: “J-Jay, get off your arse – and limit-social-me-di-a,
And TV-shows-and-dark, cold corners! Don’t-be-no-bloody-i-di-a(t)!!**
SO MY ENERGY LEVELS ARE NOW “THROUGH THE ROOF,”
I’m-emptying-my-garbage-(again!) – and I-HAVE-the-PROOF:
That THE REAL PRESCRIPTION for-an-exuberant-life,
Is: Get some fresh air – then “do-it” with your wife,
Until she smiles, and-her-eyes-become-so-bloody-clear,
That she says: “You’re-my-guy, you’re-a-HUNKY-DEAR!”

dr, fin. ❤

Postscriptural poetic-ness:

Freshly-squeezed-orange-juice-in-the-morning-time-and-I’m-cutting-down-on-the-beer,
I’m watchin’ LESS – of “Fox & Friends,” so I’m-losing all this fear,
I’m limiting my criticism – (pause) to-only 2-or-3-outs per week,
And NOW-I’M-FEELIN’-LIKE-A-MILLION-BUCKS!
I’m-no-longer “up The Creek!” 🙂 – Yay! 4 me! yay! fo’ US! Whoopee-doo!

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