Fret not, there are brighter days ahead and lighter ways to walk;
Blessings will stalk your every step as you are kept in serenity,
Surrounded by a community more like family than blood kindred;
And you will work ‘n play in peace with a brand new lease on life
Not rife with painful anxiety and dubiety in society of false piety,
But tranquil will be your hours and rich the bowers of your heart,
And you will lazily stretch in satisfaction at the attraction of a life
Of graceful beauty in which duty is like a disguised game for fun
Begun with the dawn of each new morning without mourning . . .
Indeed, there are brighter days ahead and lighter ways to walk
As blessings stalk your every step as you are kept in pure serenity
Tag: Fun
To the Edge of the Cosmos and Beyond
Can’t you see the stars falling? Can’t you hear the angels calling?
Absolutely enthralling to be at the edge of the Cosmos, to touch
The universal hedge; to go beyond, so near the end, my friend.
And we can dance in the sun, party spun, and never be burned
Nor ever turned away from the cacophony of celestial symphony,
With comets playing drums on the moon; too soon to cry or die!
The party’s just begun … at the edge of the Cosmos and beyond.
Can’t you hear the clouds hissing? And see the dæmons pissing?
And what a wonderful world, indeed; hurled through space and time,
And we ain’t got a dime for the boreal jukebox, auroral machine
Making music; an oral reminder to the asteroids not to quarrel,
And we get to dance, you know! And prance on moonlight beams,
And streams of sunshine, while we dream all our dreams — cream
Of active imaginations that never grew up, but forever grew out…
To the edge of the Cosmos and beyond…
Note: This light hearted, somewhat humorous poem was first published in December 2015, now being republished for (hopefully) the enjoyment of many new reader-followers. Blessings to one and all!
Bouncing Ball (Triple Haiku)
Bouncing ball to play
One child sees much brighter day
And what should we say?
Yes, be like the child
Just carefree and fun and wild
And yet meek and mild
Leave behind the fray
And, oh, go the child’s way
And for awhile stay
Jesus once said that you have to become like a child to enter the Kingdom of Heaven, for the Kingdom is made of children. Perhaps, then, we adults need to learn to grow down?
Get Messy and Dance!
Reality can be a real drag
While all the details nag
And folks wag the tongues
And you have to zig-zag
But you still lag behind
With ne’er reason to brag
Well, then . . . get messy and dance!
Whirl and twirl, prance and dance!
Just get downright goofy ‘n dance!
Just take that break
For your own sake
And have some cake
Along with the steak
And add a shake, too!
Just don’t you be blue!
Now, then . . . get messy and dance!
Whirl and twirl, prance and dance!
Just get downright goofy ‘n dance!
Yeah! Be messy ‘n goofy and dance!
Note: For this joyful, playful piece I thank my blogger friend, Tanya, specifically her most recent blog, “Oh my. . .”
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