Recognition for the Lost Poet

Writers get so little recognition
for the things written
from their ambition.
Words carefully threaded
into the intricate tapestry
of verse.

Long hours of writers block
oftentimes we curse.

Curse at the pages white and pale as snow,
with passion and vigor they write their converse.
to empty ears
it does no good no one hears
except these inaudible pages.

that glower up at us blankly.

Season's Peaches

Hope you're having a peachy day!

Tempus Fugit

Whether you've read this term as a brand on one of your purses or you've been talking to someone who's versed in Latin or speak it yourself. Today, I will giving a overview of the Latin term "Tempus Fugit."

"Tempus Fugit" is a Latin term meaning time flies. In this world of hustle and bustle it is so important for us to remember, we are only here for so long.

Matthew 6:19
"Do not store up treasures for yourself on earth, where moths and vermin destroy and where thieves break in and steal."

In this passage of Matthew, we are told to leave the comfortableness of this world and point ourselves towards heaven. It takes courage and responsibility to live for something greater and not be so caught up in today's pop culture. That something greater translates into simplicity and love for our families and others.

Spread your Faith

Summer's End

Soft scarlet

Slips through my lense

Drops down

Sliding 

Escaping my reach

The warmth is gone from my side

Summer is over.

A Smile's Worth a Million Words

Bouquet for the Day

That Meadowlark Callin'

Take me back Kansas
Take me back where I should be
Take me back farm life
and where the weeds grow
Those sunflowers standin'
where I should go.

Gone for seven
but it feels like ages.
coffee & chocolate
pools & luxury
that meadowlark is callin'
back to me.

The food is amazing here!
cheesecake brownies.
sushi. espresso.
I miss home,
so.

I love your sushi, chocolate and wine.
But, goodness,
Kansas I miss your sunshine!

A Message Written in Spice

One message

Fourteen hands

vibrate

strong like mint.

Cinnamon spice
hot in your mouth

if you get to much...

Vanilla cake is good
in small portions.

Silver Light Cookie

As the lightening strikes the ground
I realize I'm alone.
A silver cloud floats by
One can always hope for a better life.
But that's just dreaming.

I press the dough balls into little rounds.
The cookie of life,
crumbling fast,
Only so much time
for the butter and flour to combine
Before the baker's finished
And God our maker chooses us divine.

Blue Bottle

Blue bottle blue bottle
Full of hopes, lies and dreams.
Dreams; are those even virtuous?

Blue bottle full of lies and hope
Like some ancient fairy tale.
To teach children what's good and right.

Blue bottle blue bottle
You give me no insight.
Just fear.
For my future, my footprint, my life.

Blue bottle blue bottle
Your promises seem shaky,
Unstable.

"All that we see or seem is all a dream within a dream. "

Blue bottle blue bottle
I'll defeat you at last
A dream is a dream
No matter how big
Or how small.

So blue bottle I will conquer them all.

Life Cycle

We stick together
like a grape bunch.

Until a final decision is made.

"Stay in our bunch and enjoy our company."

Grow older, you can become finer
A Chardonnay or Sauvignon?
A finer wine
Made from the roots you grew up in.
Combined through the years
with accomplishments and fermentations.

Grafted with different grapes,
Splitting the vine
Penetrating the vine through the two diagonal cuts
The vintner assembles
Bonding the two vines to produce something a new variety.

As the two vines joined are maturing faster they will lose strength
Their days of bearing fruit are over,
The young branch must bear the weight of production.

So is this lifecycle.

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Flight Squad #27

Flight Squad #27
Call me in
shoot me
into your
atmosphere of possibility.

In the quiet hush
of stillness
I've kept on my
overgrown red plot
Ph7
I'm leaving
you
my red red plot.
I've earned some
and I've found my spot.

I'm leaving that
Urtica dioca.
Leaving it
to invade
St. John
my spade won't
be on.

A Vasco de Gama
Student, lover, vagrant
everything bad.
Confession
every Sunday
to be had.

Bike to church
in the pitch black.
That's what got me through
all that grimcrack.

Flight Squad #27
crashed in the sand.

No, not you or you or you
or even the party host.
But the trinity
Father, Son and Holy Ghost.

Boughs of Sweet Fruit

Wait for you mother.

Wait for your father.

Wait for Friday.

Wait in the Rain.

Wait for an answer for a sought after job.

Wait for a date.

Wait for a knee drop.

Wait for baby.

Wait for baby #2 and #3.

Things catch up.
But wait where has the time withdrawn?

We were young but now our youth's gone?

So we watch 

others wait.

I say now,

savor your youth.

For its like a bough 

covered in sweet fruit.

Bending in the Spring of life.

Make haste young heart.

Don't doddle in superfluous strife.

Zucchini Harvest

First week is hard.
Breaking in the newbies
Into this hot work.

The black plastic makes the ground hotter.
Stooping makes the back stronger, pick.
Burning makes your back redder.

Job is rewarding.
Homemade food.
Exceptional pay.
A free abode.
Learn another language, unload.
Build muscles.

Remember your hat and sunscreen!

Thank you! gardeningknowhow.com for the picture.

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Holding On

Climbing an apple tree
A search for desired fruit.
You've become familiar with the trees weak limbs
And the stronger ones.
Hold on tight.

One slip of your foot
On the rough bark
Could cause you to tumble down
And break, skin yourself or fracture.
So, you should hold on tight.

Yet still you climb
To that glistening rosy fruit.
As you hold on.

Some are fearful when their foot slips.
They grope back down the tree.
Others climb high, fall and then try again. And again. And again.
These are the ones who get the fruit.
And hold on.

Formal Education vs. Practical-- The World is your Oyster

How far you take your education depends on where you want to go and how much determination you have to get there. A four-year college degree has become the expected medium for everyone to follow. This is not true, their are tons of other opportunities besides a 4-year degree.
In this post I will discuss some possibilities to advance yourself through practical education, without a four year college degree.
I'm sure their are many folks thinking how they missed their chance at getting a good education and a good job because they missed their opportunity to attend college. College is an avenue to accomplish great things, BUT IT IS NOT ALWAYS THE ANSWER!
Many of us are physically, financially or mentally unable to attend college. THIS IS NOT THE END! It's OK, their are lots of other options. Here are some possibilities I've come up with:
Start a business- Entrepreneurship
Start sending in articles you've written to your local newspaper
Start an Etsy store and sell unique homemade crafts, like: origami greeting cards, handmade rugs, herbal soaps, fabric softeners.
Take free online courses: University of the People
Community College
Become an artist
Get a well-paying job: realstate agent, painter, assistant Para
Apprentice
Join the military
Volunteer (At your local food pantry, homeless shelter)
Some other great volunteer ops:
can be found here: https://www.volunteermatch.org/, http://cjd.org/, http://www.nascc.org/index.php
Good luck!
The world is your oyster!

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A Beautiful Day

Blue jays flit across my visage. The grass is crisp and green. The Baptisa is blooming and the garden smells beautiful! How richly we are blessed!