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JFASTEREFT MODERN IMPRESSIONIST POET ๐Ÿ•Š๐Ÿ•Š

“WHAT DREAMS MAY COME!” December 18, 2017 (Monday)

You will never walk alone

a.k.a.: “NO!”
a.k.a.: “I Don’t Wanna Hear That – Tell Me Something Else, OK?”

a.k.a.: “Yes, Pain Comes! Do Not Worry About It – For IF There Is Too Much, THE GOOD LORD (L. O. L.) Will Make You Just Pass Out! Life Sucks, Doesn’t IT? Or, Maybe, It Is GLORIOUS BEYOND MEASURE – We Choose – To Live Or Die. Is There An Instruction Manual Around Here?”

a.k.a.: “IF I Am Sent To Hell, I Am Liable To Come Back With A Report, An Analysis And A Problem-Solution Recommendation! Dang Me! ๐Ÿ™‚ “

a.k.a.: “A Love Letter To LOVE: [Dear Love, Please Just Shut Up And Be Mushy!]”

{from a dream:} A woman is running down the street! She’s in a dream – BUT – It’s NOT COMPLETE!

She’s carrying a baby in her arms, And the baby’s dying, with no alarms!

I cry and cry and cry some more,

And let the feelings really floor

ME – Put them DEEP,

Must-avoid the stress,

Forevermore –

Switch Address!

And go to REPLAY or OPTIONAL END,

To see

Another

Dream, My Friend!

In THIS one, baby DOESN’T die,

The tyke grows up and learns to fly,

Yet, in the dream, results are SAD,

I AM NOT saying that they’re “bad,”

But BABY, as adult – INSANE! Beyond ALL notions of humane!

Baby learns to kill a lot – Of creatures, people –

Things get HOT!

A-serial-killer Baby Becomes! or filled-with-disease!

SORROW NUMBS!

So, this scenario – is pretty grim! for baby AND mama –

Let’s CRY FOR HIM!

And US and THE WORLD – This World MUST cry,

For ALL scenarios (pause)

By and by,

In This World, so sorrow filled,

Let’s take our pick – We’re ALL so willed!

We’re SO reluctant to accept – THE NOW

Because –

UNPLEASANT THINGS,

some how,

OCCUR – with each outcome we see!

So, IF all options are known to me,

Will I not pick the one THEY call

“2 Evils Lesser,”

I recall:

A man, a cross and BLOOD

A LOT –

With jeering over-some-mama’s TOT!

Feeling terror that her son, is dying UP THERE – not much fun!

But-Jesus-and-baby-“open-her-eyes,”

AND SAY THIS THING:

“I’m SURE to rise!

We’re pawns of stuff that’s going on,

This life’s a Mystery (long pause – like an eternity maybe)

MAY-YOUR-TEARS-BE-GONE!” ๐Ÿ™‚

fin. โค

“ON JUST ‘WARMING UP’ WITH JESUS – AND NEVER REALLY DEVELOPING YOUR SKILLS!!”๐Ÿ˜€

a TENNIS poem, for starters! January 17, 2019 – THOR’s DAY!

The-Lord-is-willing – to-take-you – only-about-as-far as-you-might-be willin’-to-go!!
So, IF YOU JUST WANNA PRACTICE or rehearse, The-Lord-will-(just)-let-you-know,
That EASY WARM UP HITTING – IS GOOD TO GET “RIGHT READY.”
For-a-game-or-a-set-or-even-a-match – to-keep-your-life-REALLY-steady!!
“But-y’know, We-all-need-to -play FOR REAL – once-in-a-while,” says HE;
Jesus will not push your resistance – MUCH! He’ll wait and see,
IF! you are ready – to play with HIM – and do THE REAL WORK,
OR-just-make-silly-excuses-for-not-playing-the-game! He’ll be NO JERK,
To force you to do – SERVICE-for-REAL; Good Jesus will avoid,
“Real-playing,” until-you’re-“ready!” He don’t want you annoyed,
Or making lame excuses, ’cause you’re not focused on,
Being-more-than-an-“easy-hitter:” What The World might call “a pawn!”
FOR THE WORLD WANTS YOU – JUST WARMING UP,
To: NEVER-play-a-real-game,
And! Until you’re REALLY-READY, to-Jesus, it’s “all the same!” ๐Ÿ™‚ -Yeah!

fin โค

“A Nod – To The Baseball God!” a supplemental poem:

JESUS wants you “OUT THERE,” to make a real hit,
To eye “the perfect pitch” of Satan – and-not-always-throw-a-fit,
When-you-hear-the: “BATTER UP,” and-you-say: “More practice swings,
I’ll need – before-I-can-STEP-UP – to-“The-Plate-of-Kings!”
For, if you’re always in The Batter’s Box,” do not expect your “best!!!”
Practice swings – are-not-all-that-good – WHEN THE-GAME’S THE REAL TEST!

” FOR EVERYONE THAT STARTED ‘FOLLOWING’ ME!?๐Ÿ˜

” FOR EVERYONE THAT STARTED ‘FOLLOWING’ ME!?” a poem ๐Ÿ™‚ – Yup! Thursday: Jan. 17, 2019

OK! I’m HAPPY!! Hip! Hip! Hooray;
Did-you MAYBE – maybe? start-following-me-TODAY?
I AM – The Mystic Poet – a man of ins-pir-ation?
Or, maybe, mainly – conceit-&-desire, much-to-Donald’s*-Con-ster Nation!
“A man-of inspired passion and-action, with FEW WORDS!?
Well-Yeah! Sometimes-MAYBE-TOO-MANY – Some-of-it’s-“for-The-Birds!”
But-I-love-a-Allah, “My Birdie Friends!” Let’s – FLY-(UP)-TO-THE-MOON,
And read a little poetry – and drink some coffee soon!**

I’ve got that VERBAL POWER, with-condensed-meaning-to-move-HILLS,***
AND – offer-up apologies – and give the “ego” thrills!
And-So-Then-When-discussion-fails – and-The-World-is-a–“crumbling,”
Read a poem – just – read a poem (pause) – to relieve (y)our bumbling,
‘Cause, when you read a poem, “by moi,”
You’ll “KNOW” a-GREAT BUMBLER! It’s-ME!-Ha, ha!

JUST-REMEMBER: IF-you-don’t-“agree”-with-me (pause) YOU’RE-“THE-ONE”-
IN-CHARGE!
So! (Just)-give-me-THE-MIDDLE-FINGER – Give-IT-real-large,
And if, by then, I still have got some-good-ol’-humble-attitude,
I’ll-kiss your middle finger tip – so you don’t have to brood! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Kisses!

fin โค

    • President Trump, we REALLY DO love you, man! ๐Ÿ™‚ – You’re REALLY doing a “bang up” job! Really!

** – Sip! Sip! The coffee is “on me,” IF and when you visit Alpine, Texas, U.S.A.

*** – as opposed to MOUNTAINS!

“THE MASTER?!

“THE MASTER?!” a poem The master-writer-thief-and-poet – – – Wonders why more folks don’t know-it! – – – Wonders why around the globe, – – – Folks don’t gyrate – to his “strobe!” – – – Why there isn’t – “a (big) book deal,” – – – or-audiences! – who laugh and reel, – – – with-adulation, for his clever – – – Humor, insight – and-charm-forever! – – – “Well, I declare,” he says out loud! – – – “And I am never very proud!” – – – So, I wait-for-the-hour, the hour when: – – – People’ll-know, I’m-“Master-of-The-Pen!!”

“SIMPLY!”ย 

“SIMPLY!” a poem about a man, singing karaoke, Wednesday ( 01/16/19) at The Blues!

A simple guy, with simply taste –
Caring-for The Human Race,
Aware of foibles, hopes and fears,
Who’s had his share – of cares and tears!
Who’s walked the highways, as a bum;
Who’s-familiar-with: The Factory’s “hum;”
Who’s been in courtrooms, in a suit,
And-in-The-Classrooms! (What “a hoot!”)
Who dresses daily, after washing,
Sings: “In The Rain,” while slightly sloshing,
And, IF-he-is-“needed,” please be succinct,
LIKE: “Can you come now?” – and I-will-think,
“Well, yes I can; I’m on my way!”
Or – “Sorry, no; I’m in a fray!”
Or – “I’ve-got a meal – on the stove,
But, once I’m through, I’ll be right ove’!”
BUT! Say it OUT; don’t HOLD IT IN,
Or-else-I’m-guilty(?)-of neglect-and-sin!!!
Just say: “I NEED YOU! Can you come?”
Do NOT-expect that this here “crumb,”
Can-predict-or-oft’-an-tic-ipate,
You’re-precious need – to congregate!
Just SAY IT OUT –
So-you-won’t-pout,
Or-say: “You’re-not-well?”
Or – “Go to Hell,”
‘Cause-I-can’t-read – your-immediate-need;
SUCH-A-SIMPLE-GUY!-Prick-me!-I-bleed!*

fin โค

* – and The Blood ain’t “blue,” and seldom green; just simple, red-blood will you glean!

Mystic Poet

โ€œTHEYโ€™VE BEEN HERE FOREVER!โ€ a poem a.k.a.: โ€œNo, They Havenโ€™t!โ€ in the series: โ€œSomeoneโ€™s Playing You & Yes, It IS You!โ€ Nov. 20, 2018 – Tuesday

When I was throw-ED from the womb- and plopped-down on The Sheet,

I didnโ€™t-know-where-I-was – or-if-there-was-A-โ€PLACEโ€-TO-EAT!!

My vision blurred! My senses weak! but – THEN! Your breasts appear! –

And I assumed, THEY-WERE-THERE-BEFORE!! and-that-[you-are-my-dear!]*

When I did move – to opeโ€™ my eyes,

Thereโ€™s-gram-&-gramps-&-a-lot-oโ€™-flies!

A crib! Iโ€™m in – with sheets and light –

And I PRESUMED, with all my โ€œsight,โ€

That everyone was here before,

And I-am opening – some-prior-door,

To discover – ALL-thatโ€™s-waiting-for-me,

โ€œTheyโ€-didnโ€™t-JUST-APPEAR!? Well, we shall see!

Now, THE-ASSUMPTION-is: Theyโ€™ve always been around!

And thereโ€™s more-and-more (stuff) to see, that-Iโ€™ve-โ€FOUND!โ€

THESE PEOPLE! Yes, they did await,

My ENTRANCE – to this Worldly Gate!?

When I popped in – did-they-sign-for-my-birth?

They HAD – nursesโ€™ stations – all-over-The-Earth!!?

Did planes and governments abound BEFORE-(pause) ME?

Sure! They-were-PREPARING – for Little Olโ€™ J.-D.**

BUT WHAT-IF YOU-KNEW – THEY WERENโ€™T HERE BEFORE!!!

YOU conjured them up – right up through the floor,

And – in-to-your-conscious-awareness NOW!

So! Theyโ€™re-all dependent on YOU – somehow!

WOULDNโ€™T-THAT-BE-SOMETHING? – that you have INVENTED?

All this STUFF? and-ALL-these people: DEMENTED!

And they could all vanish, IF you snap your fingers!

NOW! Wouldnโ€™t-that-be-something?

Megalo-mania lingers!! ๐Ÿ™‚ – Theme Music: โ€œ2001, A Space Odyssey!โ€

fin โค

* – alternative phrase: [Iโ€™ve-naught-to-fear!]

** – J (initial only) Samuel Davis

“TRULY INCESTUOUS, LICENTIOUS, IMMATURE AND INAPPROPRIATE!?!”ย ย ย 

“TRULY INCESTUOUS, LICENTIOUS, IMMATURE AND INAPPROPRIATE!?!” a poem Tuesday: January 15, 2019 [with apologies and thanks to Edgar Allan Poe]

Once upon a psychic reading, Edgar CAYCE* uttered greeting – to-the-ones who-are-truly-“riled,” by-(what-some-call)- “inces-tuous-activity,”
For-there-are-mothers, doing laundry – and cooking meals, while in-a-quandary – about-whether-“Junior” should be exiting, exiting! for all to see!
“Here I am now, with my laundry – to-escape some destiny!? Yet, (I’m)-still-in-“the-nest,” (pause) quite happily!”**

CAYCE said: “Sometimes, we tarry, and sometimes-caring’s-necessary – when time-has established that most women – like-to-keep-children “on their knee.”
So, sometimes THIS THING – is appropriate – and touch can be a potent opiate! I know it sounds a little strange – (pause) and-to-some: (pause) bizarre-ish-ly,
BUT(also)-bizarre-to-judge-group-dynamic and-to-do-it with-such certainty – Especially-coming-from – a-non-mommy!

So, yes (I know) I’m often hearing: That mom’s got (my) laundry, but I’m NOT reeling – over-all the-inadequacies -that-this-situation-might- just- “hatch”-in-me,
For-over all, there-are-ills prevailing? – preventing-some-ships-from-easy-sailing, BUT I-CAN’T imagine re-pri-manding Mom – for acting as Queen Bee!!
For a matriarch – is sure to park – Herself ever-joyfully,
When-she-find-eth-stove-or-washer – (pause) sitting by too casually!

What’s appropriate? Well, I don’t know! and! The longer that I “kinda” grow, I-am-convinced that moms-and-women – like to stand, quite silently,
At The Door – and wait for Buddy, to depart, so they so bloody, “Breach the walls!” and head for laundry – to-deposit – lovingly!!
A violation? Oh, maybe! (pause) But I will offer sparingly: A STAY! from any rude conviction – Judgment? I shall let-it-be!

And-I-think-that-women – going-to-Heaven, Carry with them – clothes and leaven, Hoping THERE, that-they-can-wash &-cook-&-sew-&-glow-with-glee,
And CRITICISM? Probably NOT, for any times that Sonny brought, DIRTY LAUNDRY – in for mommy, so she-could spend-time “on-her-knee!”
We all have “rolls” and some are frowned-on, such-as-“cin-namon!” maliciously! And some folks raise their eyebrows high and-critically-mutter: “Golly gee,

She spends such-time-in-the-laundry room, And in the kitchen – or at the loom, Doing housework ALL THE TIME (?) – yet SINGING! Oh, so merrily!”
There’s criticism here we see, from wayward daughters, who spitefully – Content that MOM! should “give it up,” and-just-say:”Sonny-you’re-NOT-wee!”
And, IF they don’t – is something wrong? Well, I guess, to-some – It-is-clear-ly, A-violation of-some-law! which SHOULD-BE-SET – in a-hurry!

But-perhaps-“incestuous”-belongs-with-HER, who-wants-to-“mommy”-her-chosen-“cur,” And wash his shirt with angel soap – because a smudge or two we see;
Yeah! I-know! I’m quite a dope – and – without-mommy, I-can-not-cope, BUT! “mean” it seems to me it be, to-be-such-a-critic – of-mommy,
When she has lived for many years – and, through those years, so steadfastly, She has-maintained-and-done-some-cleaning, helping-her-children, lovingly!

And now!-somewhat-older – and fairly-frail, and, in-her-“twilight,” her baby male, Wishes-comfort-for-her – for-her-soul and-mind – and bent bod-y,
And-it’s-sometimes-hard, to-tell-how-to-love-her, And express (for her) a tender cover! Perhaps it’s weak- to-tenderly, maintain-such-an-attitude – endlessly,
But years rush-on! I-am no wiser, but I-think things-go-by quite-swiftly, And most days now, with-mum-and-pop – I-consider-things – quite-gratefully!

fin. โค

* – a person who, in the 1900’s, acted as a “Channel” for health and spiritual information, which he supposedly received from “sources on The Other Side!”

** – some older children return to their homes, to assist their parents as they become older and might need some special assistance! It is called: “Care-taking!”

“SEEING YOU LATER!?”

“SEEING YOU LATER!?” a poem January 14, 2019 (Moon)

“Will I see you later?”
“I wanna see you NOW!”
I do NOT anticipate her, but I never quite know how!
For, we’re always in This Moment; NOW IS WHERE WE’RE AT!
I-can NOT see you LATER, for O M & TAT & SAT,
Are meeting AT THIS MOMENT! and they don’t break for lunch!
But, they are NOW together, and I have me a hunch:

That WE are NOW there with them, in-symbolic-smooth-orgasm!
And NOW is NOW – forevermore! within some Cosmic Chasm!
And on The Entrance Wall you’ll find – a little, sticky note,
Which reads: “Why don’t you come back later, and, while, you’re gone, we’ll dote,
Upon you, as you sit (SAT) with us, ob -li -vious that YOU,
Were-never-at-any-entrance, and this is nothing new:
“YOU’RE SAFE INSIDE HERE; YES, YOU ARE; YOU ALWAYS sat here with us!”
Whoever cares for LATER – puts-up-quite-a-fuss,
About The Present – and The Future, but, mainly, with The Past,
For things can get so dog gone TENSE!! both slow – and really-fast!

“DRAMA QUEENS ARE ALL FOR L A T E R –
Meet me NOW, you alligator!
We’ll meet for coffee – at The Seder,
And-we’ll PASS-OVER – all-this later!”

Let’s meet RIGHT NOW – half-an-hour-30-minutes, give or take!
REAL-CAVE-DWELLING-COFFEE-DRINKERS prefer “AlwaysNowCoffeeCake!”

fin โค

“I GOTTA GET HOME!ย ย 

“I GOTTA GET HOME! a poem a song a state of mind Sunday: Jan. 13, 2019

From the time I left the house – ’til I made it to The Bar,
I was hangin’ with some Friends, but-I-was “wishing-on-a-star!”
‘Cause – I-was only thinkin’ of-YOU – and I was waiting-to-go HOME,
To be with You forever, in Your “Pleasure Dome!”
Yeah! I know there’re other things – that I’m ‘spose-to-do-in-Life,
And other places I need to be, {I guess!} not-always with my Wife!!!
But, I hope, I do – upon That Star,
That I can come-home-soon, a-speedin’ – in-My-Car,
Yet, I’m-gonna-be careful!-’cause-I-really-don’t-care-to-crash,
I’m so crazy-in-love-with-You, (that) I’ll-surely-win-THE-LOVERS’-DASH! โค

fin โค

“WHY AM I,ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  SUDDENLY-“THE-CAT-LADY?ย  Why?”

“WHY ME?” a poem, dedicated to “Cat Ladies” (and, also, “Bat Men”) around The World! 01/12/19 – Sat.*

After a-long, fruitful-life-of-many-years, &-oh-so-many – stops-‘n’-tears,
Suddenly! out-on my “porch,” (I didn’t-even place-a-torch!)
There-are – A-LOTTA-CATS-TO-SEE, And they are meowing-a-lot – for me,
And THIS! My question: “WHY AM I, SUDDENLY-“THE-CAT-LADY? Why?”

Being-a-“cat-lady”-to-me -really-doesn’t-have-much-appeal;
I’ve-always-preferred-LAP-DOGS!-I-think-they’re-a-better-deal,
‘Cause they’re not SO-SOLO; they need more care!
And-I’m-a-CAREGIVER! I-like-white-fur-&-hair,
And POOCH-SMILES, and being-dependent-on-me,
So-I-can-kinda-control – THE-TINY-PET’S-DES-TINY!
Yet, here I AM – with CATS! – a-little-less-than-10,
And-one’s-in-The-House! The-rest-“hang”-on-The-Porch-and-when,
I open the door a bit – to let The House Cat out,
3-or-4-“go-for-the-inside!” I-don’t-know-what-that’s-about!

Anyway! So-I-contacted-a-psychic, who-channeled-BAST,
(The-Egyptian-Cat-Goddess) To-find-out-w[h]a[s]t,
The reason is that I have all these cats! And she explained – “That-that’s,
Just-what-happens – when The Universe sees,
THAT-YOU’RE-FEELING-LONELY! It-sends – kit-ties,
To present purr – fect examples, of being happy and aloof,
Of-being: self-sufficient-self-absorbed – and-to-give-any-person-PROOF,
That: CATS ARE PRETTY COOL-AND-YOU-ARE-COOL-TOO;

(1) Dogs pretty much accept everything! Cats-want SOMETHING NEW!
(2) Plus! Dogs! are awfully loyal, and-will-protect you IF they can,
Kitty-cats just run away, when they-spot-an-approaching man!
(3) Dogs can be predictable! Cats are here and there;
A dog will lie – upon your grave; a cat don’t really care!

So! These, YOUR CATS, are lessons – for you to quite decide,
IF you want a partner-or-if-you’re-OK-with-run-and-hide,
And-you-know – whichever one you choose, it is BOTH GOOD-N-BAD;
Whichever one you wanna do, will-give both JOY – and-sad,
Occasions! – as you move along, The Continuum of Existence!”
Then, again, some folks wish – to-sit-upon-“The-Pet-Fence,”
And-be-a-little-DOG-a-little-CAT, with-a-couple-friends-(NOT-a-lot),
To sometimes be friendly, social and gay – and-sometimes-hide-in-the-cot! ๐Ÿ™‚ -meow?

fin โค

* – rhymes with CAT!!

When Yoga-nanda, one fine day, had – AN EPI-PHANY ๐Ÿ•Š

“BALANCE RE-VISITED AND RE-VISITED!” a poem Friday – 11 January 2019

A guru of The FIRST CLASS will-always remind-us,
TO SPEAK REAL SWEET! -but-not-forget:-“There-is-a-time-to-CUSS!”
Yes, ACT PROFOUND (if it seems real) – then clean the bloody sewer;
Be-COCK-CER-TAIN! but-then,-my-Friend – do-not-be-all-that-sure!!
The-thing- ’bout being-HUMAN – is-your-GOOD HEART HEALTH, My Dear;
You wanna be SO VERY PROUD – but-also-RESPECT-The-Fear!

When Yoga-nanda, one fine day, had – AN EPI-PHANY,
As soon as he came down from THERE, his guru “bent his knee,”
And said: “You ARE The Greatest; the Greatest of them all,
Now sweep up this-here ashram – just drop all of your gall!
You’ve been-e-elevated – beyond The Moon and Stars,
But you-are living here, on The Earth – confined in SOLID BARS!
So, YEAH! It’s-true – You’re-OH, SO GREAT – Now, humble, Dear, Your Self!
You-ARE – The-Mightiest – of All Giants – and THE-STINKIEST Little Elf,
ALL JAMMED IN ONE CONTAINER, SEPARATE – AND FRAIL!
You are a SPIRITUAL DYNAMO! – but I’ll-(sprinkle)-SALT-UPON-YOUR-TAIL!”

For, to-be-a-BALANCED-human, The True Guru will say:
“One day you’ll per-form miracles; the next you gotta bray,
Because you are a JACK-ASS – and also quite a KING;
THEY’ll starve your “ass” in jail; then-offerings THEY’ll bring!”

And, so, my Gentle Reader(s), IF-you-find within these lines,
Of-poetry – some-wisdom (pause) and – “dressing to The Nines,”
And, then, it looks or sounds – like smut or bantering,
Look AGAIN, with fresh-eyes, FOR I AM CANTOR-ing,
Singing often to YOU, of glory and despair,
Of foulest, vile-pollution – and, then, THE SWEETEST AIR(e)!

Judge not! Judge not! STAY BALANCED! (pause) Appreciate-the-“mire,”
And THEN – RISE UNTO-HEAVEN! To-join-THE-ANGELIC-CHOIR! ๐Ÿ™‚ – La, la, la

fin โค

“TWO HEARTS AND MINDS!”

“TWO HEARTS AND MINDS!” a poem 01/11/2019 (Friday)

GOD or SEX or “Something” (pause) has tricked-us to be “sexual!”
Without-that, Baby-Sweetie-Cakes – we-(might)-be-too-in-tellectual!

My-attraction-to-you is paramount – in-our-fine – relationship,
But-sexuality (whatever-that-is) guides me – to your hip!

However, when-all-(things)-are-considered -perhaps-(it’s)-obvious-to-see,
That TOUCH is much more central – that “CONTACT-is-The-Key!”

And, maybe, hugs and kisses – are-the-real- sexuality –
Although endorphins and orgasms – are JUST ALL RIGHT WITH ME!

None-the-less, if-ever IT did, if-ever-it-came-to-be,
That-we-lost-that-interest – in-skin-and-fluids, I’d-(still)-like-you-“on-my-knee,”

To touch and cuddle – squish and smooch -and-giggle: “Tee-hee-hee!”
At THAT POINT, hugs & smells & mem-ories – (can)-still-maintain-our-“chi!”

Love in “the bush,” with stars to see,
There’s the Life – for a MAN LIKE ME;
2 Hearts as ONE, and 2 Minds too;
I-LOVE-LONG, -WARM-CUDDLES – a-whole-lot – with- Y O U! ๐Ÿ™‚

fin โค

“PLAYING WITH THE LORD!”ย  a poemย  a.k.a.: “Smoothin’-Out Nick’s MAX NIX!”ย  a.k.a.: {Italian Version} Ah –ย  Ni-Sama- Peace-A-In-A-My-A-Life-A!”ย  JAN. 9, 2019 (Wednesday)ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  :) -sawadeeka!

“PLAYING WITH THE LORD!” a poem a.k.a.: “Smoothin’-Out Nick’s MAX NIX!” a.k.a.: {Italian Version} Ah – Ni-Sama- Peace-A-In-A-My-A-Life-A!” JAN. 9, 2019 (Wednesday) ๐Ÿ™‚ -sawadeeka!

[Preface: We are SO happy that our friends Nick and Nisama have re-located their beautiful family to Alpine, Texas, U. S. A., having come here from Thailand! Nisama is a native from there (Nick is “a man of the world,” but, mainly, due to his “accent,” there are rumors that he might have been “hatched” across The Atlantic Ocean!), and the couple has three wonderful children: May Marie – Neo – & – Alexander (a.k.a.: Max!). Nisama is VERY homesick, and Nick is doing his best to keep the family happy and healthy; we have, of course, REMINDED NICK THAT “SIN” and “SINNING” is simply NOT something we accept as a valid principle here in West Texas! So, everyone is in agreement: Nick needs to JUST FORGET ABOUT blaming himself for ANYTHING! We KNOW he is doing his best, and we applaud how well he is handling the situation, “doing the right thing” by his family! The children are enrolled in public school and doing “peachy,” making friends and getting accustomed to our loving West Texas attitude(s)! With a lot of responsibilities on his shoulders, we offer our prayers to Nick, and this poem is dedicated to all his efforts and love]:

This-here-World’s-upon-my-shoulders! I-got GREAT- RESPONS-I-BILI-TY!
I-gotta-fig’re-it-ALL-out-right-now! AM-I-meant- t’-hav’-tranquil-ity?!

My brow is furled – resolve is strong!
This is SERIOUS, and-it won’t be long,

‘Fore-somet’ing’s-gotta-give! I’m BRACING FOR,
The-NEXT TIDAL-WAVE! Can-I-“weather”-any-more?

I-lost-a-lot-in-“Thailand,” money – position – and-fame –
And-I-am-right-now (like) fit-t’-be-TIED (Thai-ed!) – This-life, it-is-NO-GAME?!?!?

AND THEN!! In-walks-THE-LORD-OF-LIGHT & says: “Hey, Buddy; wanna-play?”
And, SUDDENLY! all-my-worries – SIMPLY – GO AWAY!!

So, I cried-a-bit- and-RELAXED! How nice!
The-Lord-said: “You’re-MAGNIFICENT; you’re-HUMAN!
Let’s throw these dice!”

fin โค

“The Blue Boy!” by Thomas Gainsborough! :)

“IF YOU GET TO HAVE ONE!” a poem January 9, 2019 (Wednesday)

If you get – to have a hissy fit, I WANT ONE too,
Or two! or three – ’cause I think-that-you!
Get-to-have all the fun, ’cause you’re such-a “girl!”

Well, I wanna be one of those too – (pause) at least give it a whirl,
And – YOU? Do-you-maybe-wanna be a boy? You-think that’s so fun?
Well! It IS – AND isn’t, Sweetie! e.g.: As-a-girl-you-get-to-be-called-“Hon!”

I WANNA BE “A HONEY” TOO; I DO!

Girls-just-wanna-have-fun! Boys-can-get-so-“blue!!”

fin โค

“The Blue Boy!” by Thomas Gainsborough! ๐Ÿ™‚