Monday Memories: America’s Election Night

This poem was originally written in October, 2018.  At the time, it seemed more of a reflective piece, written prior to the elections in November of that year.  The text has been edited to update the overall style, but the original theme remains the same.  In light of the election of 2020, it seems to be an appropriate time to publish this poem again.

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Voting has finally finished for yet another election

Americans have once again made their selections

 

As the election numbers begin to trickle in

People grow anxious to learn who will win

 

The past weeks have bombarded the airwaves with ads

Some of their messages are so negative and very sad

 

Candidates rekindle passions with their positions

Voters seek news outlets with impartial conditions

 

Democratic or Republican, both sides seek votes

Our world seems confused, filling with wild oats

 

Many look back at the past and yearn to return

But so much has changed in taking a wrong turn

 

Any nation steps forward, when citizens rally as one

Coming together, putting country ahead of anyone

 

Falling asleep in his chair, with the television still on

He awakens to see a nation coming together at dawn

 

America is the home of the brave and the land of the free

Let us all make our country as proud as it should really be

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Something to Ponder (written by George Carlin)

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[Forwarded from my wife’s Facebook page]

George Carlin’s wife died early in 2008 and George followed her, dying in July 2008.  It is ironic George Carlin—comedian of the 70’s and 80’s—could write something so very eloquent and so very appropriate. An observation by George Carlin:

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers, wider Freeways, but narrower viewpoints.  We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but enjoy less.  We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time.  We have more degrees but less sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.  We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.

We’ve learned how to make a living, but not a life. We’ve added years to life not life to years.  We’ve been all the way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the street to meet a new neighbor.  We conquered outer space but not inner space. We’ve done larger things, but not better things.

We’ve cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We’ve conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.  We write more, but learn less.  We plan more, but accomplish less. We’ve learned to rush, but not to wait.  We build more computers to hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big men and small character, steep profits and shallow relationships.  These are the days of two incomes but more divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill.  It is a time when there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the stockroom.  A time when technology can bring this letter to you, and a time when you can choose either to share this insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember to spend some time with your loved ones, because they are not going to be around forever.

Remember, say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side.

Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn’t cost a cent.

Remember, to say, “I love you” to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it.  A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.

Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again.

Give time to love, give time to speak!  And give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

And always remember, life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by those moments that take our breath away.

Every time I read this again, my eyes harvest another image, even deeper than the last time I read.  May we always think and ponder how our lives affect the world around us . . . family, friends, colleagues, and those we have never met.  

Please feel free to share any of your thoughts in the comments.

Pleasing to God

From Proverbs 13:7:  “Some pretend to be rich, yet have nothing; others pretend to be poor, yet have great wealth.”

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Living a life, pleasing only to self

Ignoring God, leaving Him on a shelf

 

Competitive world, craving ambition

Pleasing to God, never this life’s mission

 

High expectations, demanding more time

Living the dream, seeking ladders to climb

 

Mankind commands, chasing full-time career

Pleasing to God, never happens this year

 

Targets set higher, with each passing week

Hustling to scale, another highest peak

 

Life fills with emptiness, something amiss

Pleasing to God, change focus . . . lasting bliss

 

God lights the way, spiritual journey

Coming to Him, forgo the attorney

 

Heart and mind, accept Father’s deepest love

Pleasing to God, eyes now find Him above

 

Daily meditation, filled with God’s Word

Rejoicing in His truth, no longer blurred

 

Priorities flip, following the Lord’s light

Pleasing to God, faithful voyage takes flight

 

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From Ephesians 5:8-10:  “For once you were darkness, but now in the Lord you are light. Live as children of light–for the fruit of the light is found in all that is good and right and true.  Try to find out what is pleasing to the Lord.”

Evening with Family

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Sun sets on another day

Evening calls, wanting its way

 

Family gathers around

Home now, love and peace abound

 

Night sky envelopes the land

Stillness breathes on high command

 

Supper cooking, hunger calls

Mom’s spaghetti and meatballs

 

All hands on deck, helping mom

Frenzy soon returns to calm

 

Television calling out

Favorite show brings a shout

 

Mom crochets, sitting nearby

Dad reads book, about Shanghai

 

Final chores, homework to do

Soon slumber stirs up its brew

 

Before the last light goes out

Prayers praise God, so devout

 

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Monday Memories: Pre-Dawn Splendor

This poem was inspired from an early morning walk in a neighborhood.  The walk began in the darkness of the pre-dawn and finished with the rising sun.

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Pre-dawn light slowly brightens the dark sky

Encouraging the night to salute its good-bye

 

Night’s closing remnants offer one concluding look

Winking back, crescent moon appears, like a hook

 

Crisp, cool air reposes its gentle hand

Rising sun will shortly warm the land

 

Morning dew moistens the grassy, green meadows

Frolicking rabbits chase each other in the shadows

 

Pungent odor permeates the pre-dawn air

Marking its territory, a skunk doesn’t care

 

Multitudes of birds announce the coming day

Sending out a chorus of joyful songs of praise

 

Deer graze in lush fields for a moment longer

Eating tender, green shoots to grow stronger

 

No human eyes have awakened quite yet

Sleeping in a cabin, seems like a sure bet

 

Nature wakes up to the arrival of summer daylight

Presenting God’s creation, with abundant delight

 

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Noteworthy Headlines

Gathering a few thoughts from recent newspaper headlines, these hidden gems share some notable treasures.  Let’s celebrate in the praises of everyday life.

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Infiltrating households and lonely hearts

Pets changing lives, with nurturing restarts

 

Treehouse fulfills wish, dreams really come true

Living monument, to boy’s health breakthrough

 

Retiring first-ever diet soft drink

TaB’s pop culture fades, no longer in sync

 

Gardening preserves one’s health, endless ways

Cultivate positive rewards each day

 

German icebreaker fulfills yearlong quest

Surveys the Arctic, climate change addressed

 

Sharing rock star’s reflections and insight

Peter Frampton, from ashes to twilight

 

Collectors flocking to Halloween gear

Vintage toys and costumes, from yesteryear

 

Small farms encompass lasting myths and dreams

Stewardship’s green space, sowing nature’s seams

 

Creating backyard bird-filled habitat

Places to perch, inviting welcome mat

 

Babysit grandson, brings grandpa a break

Takes little red wagon, loving keepsake

 

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Special Repost: Friday, the 13th!

This poem was originally written for another Friday, the 13th, back in December, 2019.  Today seems like an appropriate time to publish it again.  Of course, I am usually not too superstitious.  Hmm, where are my lucky socks?

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Does Friday, the 13th, bring on bad luck?

Breaking a mirror, let’s not make a scene

Crossing paths with a black cat, now fear struck

This Friday’s trying hard, to make us scream

 

Let’s focus on a different number

Twelve delivers a comforting meaning

Twelve Days of Christmas, never to shudder

Twelve Tribes of Israel, never demeaning

 

For some people, “thirteen” seems unlucky

Not really sure why others whine and fuss

Heading out the door with my dog Lucky

Snow flurries in June, now that’s treasonous!

 

So, what’s the big deal about the 13th?

Just change the calendar to the 14th

 

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Keep It Simple

From Proverbs 15:15:  “All the days of the poor are hard, but a cheerful heart has a continual feast.”

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Life draining, more exhausted each day

Skies and mind, filling with darkest gray

 

Feet feeling locked, stuck in deepest mud

Fear turns on its spigot, now a flood

 

Advice shouts from all comers, all sides

Inner soul overwhelmed, faith divides

 

Daily walk, no longer stunning bright

Chaos reigns, becoming lasting night

 

Seasoned man, parked at Main Street’s corner

Life hits pause, who is this foreigner?

 

His thoughts and words, simple in their task

Holy Spirit reaches, to unmask

 

Keep it simple, fill your life with love

God’s peace, bringing comfort from above

 

In an instant, the wise sage departs

Night transforms to day, love fills this heart

 

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From 1 John 5:3-4:  “ For the love of God is this, that we obey His commandments.  And His commandments are not burdensome, for whatever is born of God conquers the world.  And this is the victory that conquers the world, our faith.”