Tag: happiness

Completely

Don’t, don’t take me to the dance floor,my passion is too charged with energyit will electrocute you. Don’t lend my hand or heart to a rival;you will never get it back,trust me. I don’t offer soothing words rathera love acquired at great anguish,at a… Continue Reading “Completely”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (5)

Cross-legged In repose against the couchin a criss-cross plunging V-cut top –breasts betrayed, legs splayed.She sat carefree, cross-legged as if to say“Enjoy the view,”as if worn to be seen or complimented –her lacy lingerie, the showing off of a thighthat advertises her youth –curves… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (5)”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (4)

Born Again Papa is born againthis new spirit in him –crinkled eyes, fading skinbald-head, graying side-burnsis dogged. Many thirty-year-olds or even lessare responsive, like Lydia was to Paulthis good news –Money, Power, and Confidencewhich were elusive at tender years. It is difficult and different… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (4)”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (3)

Flipping the Script A fortnight,Like his siblings before himMy youngest son will be leaving homeTo lead a life of his cravingMy father, my aunts, my cousinsToo many dear friends are deadI’m on calcium pills to saveMy wasting bones from Osteoporosis –A last-ditch effort to… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (3)”

MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (1)

This week we explore five poems highlighting a crisis older adults go through. A phase when falling health distorts their anatomy or worst a stage some feel they could be happier by making adverse changes in their life, and they feel the urge to… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (1)”

Teach Me …

Teach me how to number my daysso that I may live todaynot as a bubble but fully. Teach me how to love lifeso that hourly I may composemyself to the remembrance of my maker. Teach me before my last bowthe A-B-C of transforming to… Continue Reading “Teach Me …”

9 to 5

To spend your life livingin fear and ignorancenever exploring your dreamsis cruel. To work hard for moneythinking it will buy youall things that will make you happyis crueler. To wake up in the middleof the night terrified by bills,is a horrible way to live.More… Continue Reading “9 to 5”

Bliss

Bliss – last night for a split second,with violent spasms, I couldn’t restrainyou stole my consciousness – I ran wild,I forgot where I was, forgot my nameyou were my drug – dispensed in full,to fulfill your whim – unlaced n’ untamed.In her arms, in… Continue Reading “Bliss”

Money is Only Paper

He’s mad,if a man is after moneylike a fugitive on the run.He’s a capitalistif he keeps itby whatever means necessary –ruining anyone solely for profit. He’s a playboyif he spends itwithout a careon booze n’ boobs.A never-do-wellif he doesn’t get itat the dint of… Continue Reading “Money is Only Paper”

A Sermon

7 Social Sins there are:Wealth without work.Pleasure without conscience.Knowledge without character.Commerce without morality.Science without humanity.Worship without sacrifice.Politics without principle. Copyright © Frederick Lewis Donaldson |1925 Frederick Lewis Donaldson (1860-1953) was an Anglican priest, well known as the Red Vicar of St Mark’s Leicester, and… Continue Reading “A Sermon”