Showing posts with label stability. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stability. Show all posts
Monday, July 18, 2016
Maybe Leaning
To the left, leaning
to the right, tending
to the left, dreaming
to the right, pretending
Look around, look around
what do you see
watch this city, see that town
things not the same as used to be.
Leaning, leaning, out of balance
in the city, throughout the town
as electrons in atomic valance
sooner or later they shall go down
Ride on wheels
make some deals
move and move
but what does it prove
How can we know
what will happen next;
seems it's all just for show.
we gotta go, to and fro.
Perhaps keep it going;
maybe keep it steady,
whether knowing, or not knowing--
just be ready.
Whatever comes
standing strong or falling lame,
acting smart, feeling dumb,
change will always be our game.
Like it or not,
just the way it is
hold what you got
sometimes hit, sometimes miss.
Glass half-Full
Labels:
attitude,
being ready,
change,
Eiffel tower,
leaning,
Leaning tower of Pisa,
poem,
poetry,
stability,
standing or falling,
towers
Friday, July 12, 2013
Fidelity is the way to go
A man cannot
love all the lovely women of this world.
What's best is to choose
one,
and love her well.
Then she is satisfied, and he is taken care of,
while God is pleased and
society hums along more contentedly.
Oh and btw,
along the way
children are born: this is the real
miracle.
The sacrifice the man makes, being faithful and
fatherly,
becomes a tribute and preserver to his own ongoing
sanity
and the children's
stability. It is a win-win
for everybody.
You see, the man would go crazy trying to love all those beautiful
women out there. Really,
The only way to love all the women of this world is
to love one woman well, and smile at
all those others. Then say to them:
Peace be with you.
Glass half-Full
love all the lovely women of this world.
What's best is to choose
one,
and love her well.
Then she is satisfied, and he is taken care of,
while God is pleased and
society hums along more contentedly.
Oh and btw,
along the way
children are born: this is the real
miracle.
The sacrifice the man makes, being faithful and
fatherly,
becomes a tribute and preserver to his own ongoing
sanity
and the children's
stability. It is a win-win
for everybody.
You see, the man would go crazy trying to love all those beautiful
women out there. Really,
The only way to love all the women of this world is
to love one woman well, and smile at
all those others. Then say to them:
Peace be with you.
Glass half-Full
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