Leaks can damage a building
All it takes is drop after drop
Leaks can ruin a career
Loose lips sink ships
Leaks can ruin a surprise
A slip of the tongue
Leaks can destroy partnerships
An affair of the heart caught on tape for all to see
Leaks seem to be the thing these days
Better put a plug in them or else
We live in fantasy
We die in reality
People are wanting a new life
Away from the strife that surrounds them
What do we do with situations that seem helpless
Hoping for one day where we can control our situation
Can’t we just live in a safe space
A land where there is a smile on every face
Is this too much to ask
Maybe there is a spot between fantasy and reality where we all can go.
Today is World Poetry Day and I am not much on the rhymes
However if I took a little time I could find some in my soul.
My soul is a place where the gladness, madness and fire comes from.
My blog is truth tellin’ and on point from where I sit or stand
The work I do comes from a great demand for saving lives
That ain’t no jive man.
You may find this lame but I am new to the game at least I am tryin
When you read this you may be dyin or cryin or lyin to save my heart
But somewhere you gotta start
So this is my story for the moment maybe I am a poet and I didn’t even know it.
With all the calamity and chaos in the world its hard to care about it all. Of course we should all be concerned about things like nuclear missiles, earthquakes, hurricanes, typhoons, health care and the like but how much can the human heart and soul care about? Sure I feel grief over the earthquakes of Mexico, the big storms that seem to be happening all around us, nuclear arms in North Korea and the seeming hatred of giving everyone access to care to keep them alive without costing them an arm and a leg.
My gosh this is a lot to take in. Question is do we have the capacity to care about everything at every moment? How much care is available in our hearts and souls? We are all being put to the test it seems. I don’t know what to think of it all but to think about it from a place of faith and hope. Things have got to get better, don’t you think?
Life is scary, no promises were given as to how carefree it could be. Maybe we just should breathe in, have some gumption and hold on tight. Seems like that just might get us through.
I would think we would be doing everything possible to preserve life in all its forms and to seek peace in whatever ways we can. Let’s hope those who are making decisions will see that as a must do for everyone. Things can only get better.
Whenever we are in a place for a while there is a part of us that remains. Our “ghost” is still there as we leave an impact or impression of ourselves. Our spirit just floats around and makes itself home even though we have left that space and place to go on new adventures. Maybe its a way to remind us of the time we had there or maybe its a desire in some way to still be there. Either way we change a place as it changes us. There is such a thing as living people leaving their ghosts behind.
Socially as a kid I had it tough. I didn’t have a lot of friends. Didn’t get invited to many things. Sure I went to the occasional birthday party and church youth group stuff but I didn’t do a lot of the fun things my peers seemed to enjoy. For a long time I had an imaginary friend. His name was Jerry. I spent a lot of time with him because I needed a friend that wasn’t family. Imaginary friends can give us comfort and help get us through tough times. Mr. Rogers dealt with the land of make believe and that resonated with me through my life. Jerry, my imaginary friend will always be with me but I am glad I have friends now who are an important part of my life.
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