HastyWords's Blog, page 28
April 7, 2020
A BRAVER ME
There is a place
Deep inside me
Folded thoughts
Assassins to be
Stealthily quiet
Trying to find me
As dancing flames
Burn below me
And blinking stars
Make promises
To a braver me
DAY 7: BELOW – BRAVERY
There is a place
Deep inside me
Folded thoughts
Assassins to be
Stealthily quiet
Trying to find me
As dancing flames
Burn below me
And blinking stars
Make promises
To a braver me
PICKY
Kids can be super picky eaters. Mine was no exception. She’s grateful though because she knows we live in a land of plenty. Even if she doesn’t love it she learned early to say thank you. And she actually LOVES Brussels.
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It’s the way her nose scrunches up
When she doesn’t like the menu
How she rolls her eyes a million times
When you try to serve her stew
How she huffs in and out
When you tell her she only gets a few
Or the tears that flow when upset
They’ve closed her favorite venue
The way her whole face frowns
When she sees cheese fondue
It doesn’t matter the dish though
Because she always says thank you
DAY 5: DISH – PICKY
Kids can be super picky eaters. Mine was no exception. She’s grateful though because she knows we live in a land of plenty. Even if she doesn’t love it she learned early to say thank you. And she actually LOVES Brussels.
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It’s the way her nose scrunches up
When she doesn’t like the menu
How she rolls her eyes a million times
When you try to serve her stew
How she huffs in and out
When you tell her she only gets a few
Or the tears that flow when upset
They’ve closed her favorite venue
The way her whole face frowns
When she sees cheese fondue
It doesn’t matter the dish though
Because she always says thank you
April 5, 2020
DAY 4: STREET – TRAVEL AT YOUR OWN RISK
This road has been traveled
For what was once smooth
Is now broken and graveled
It’s the way of roads ya know
They get used and neglected
And they pass without notice
Until the ridges turn to cracks
And the cracks into holes
Then before anyone is the wiser
The road becomes dangerous
And we run to post warnings
And we rush to fill cracks
And we scramble to fill holes
But this road isn’t the same
Its foundation is damaged
We can’t afford to build new
So we shrug and we say
“Travel at your own risk”
April 3, 2020
LOVELY DAY
Today doesn’t feel like a lovely day but there are people who put lovely things into the world.
Bill Withers passed away. He wrote so many beautiful and inspiring songs. Instead of writing my own words I’ll borrow a song from him today.
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When I wake up in the morning, love
And the sunlight hurts my eyes
And something without warning, love
Bears heavy on my mindThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely dayWhen the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the wayThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely dayWhen the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the wayThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely day
~ BILL WITHERS
DAY 3: SONG – LOVELY DAY
Today doesn’t feel like a lovely day but there are people who put lovely things into the world.
Bill Withers passed away. He wrote so many beautiful and inspiring songs. Instead of writing my own words I’ll borrow a song from him today.
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When I wake up in the morning, love
And the sunlight hurts my eyes
And something without warning, love
Bears heavy on my mindThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely dayWhen the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the wayThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely dayWhen the day that lies ahead of me
Seems impossible to face
When someone else instead of me
Always seems to know the wayThen I look at you
And the world’s alright with me
Just one look at you
And I know it’s gonna be
A lovely day
A lovely day
~ BILL WITHERS
April 2, 2020
THE UNFORESEEN
The view forward is open
Not a skinny narrow way
But a wide open world
So many paths, a maze
So I let all the hope in
And I pick the perfect day
Feeling the horizon pull
Absorbing the path, I gaze
I stick up my stubborn chin
“This is my choice” I say
Maybe I’m a bit guileful
And maybe I’m in a daze
But I’m gonna do this, win
Oh God help me, I pray
So many words, a mouthful
As I sing out in wishful praise
This is no longer where I’ve been
But my own future, my own ballet
I can feel it calling me, it pulls
The wide open, the unforeseen
DAY 2: OPEN – THE UNFORESEEN
The view forward is open
Not a skinny narrow way
But a wide open world full
So many paths, a maze
So I let all the hope in
And I pick the perfect day
Feeling the horizon pull
Absorbing the path, I gaze
I stick up my stubborn chin
“This is my choice” I say
Maybe I’m a bit guileful
And maybe I’m in a daze
But I’m gonna do this, win
Oh God help me, I pray
So many words, a mouthful
As I sing out in wishful praise
This is no longer where I’ve been
But my own future, my own ballet
I can feel it calling me, it pulls
The wide open, the unforeseen
April 1, 2020
I’M NOT A JOKE
It isn’t a joke, I whisper
The tears you see
Are a part of me
A churning sea
A steady roar
Filled to capacity
Waves of brine
Crashing inside me
Knocking my ribs
Tearing at stability
I am a boat, I whisper
And what you see
Is the storm trying
To break free
I’m a strong boat though
Just a few leaks you see
So don’t laugh at me
It’s not…
I’m not a joke
