Monday, March 31, 2014

Practicing Meditation

Practicing Meditation

I breathe deeply and slowly,
Concentrating on air’s soft in and out.
I scan the many parts of my body’
Some in pain and others in deep relaxation.

It’s also good to repeat my chant.
Some came long ago from religion,
And religion’s holy name of God
Others like Sa Ta Na Ma mean nothing.

I love to walk and meditate.
It’s a very healthy way to relax.
I concentrate on my legs and feet,
 While staying in the here and now.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

The Experience of Forgetfulness

The Experience of Forgetfulness

At night I smile and go happily to bed.
I fall to sleep before the entry of my wife.
My sleep is full of dreams that I forget.
I used to record them in a notebook.

Still laughing with the rise of morning sun.
I take my walk through the neighborhood.
I don’t remember the name of those I meet
But we smile and both of us say Hi!

During the afternoon and early evening,
We watch TV and listen to music.
I often fail to remember the actor’s names
And ask my wife who has better memory.

So far I have been able to avoid stress,
 Which uncontrolled can destroy my brain.
And at night before I go to sleep in bed
I meditate and that’s beautiful thing.

Thursday, March 27, 2014

Creativity and Poetry

Creativity and Poetry

Sitting with my laptop,
I wonder what to say.
Exploring ways of thought,
To create poetry in some new way.

I think it’s getting near the time
To move away from conformity.
Rhyme has been a way of mine.
Now I have a growing curiosity.

I find it hard to leave the path.
Sitting here thoughts proceed to rise.
I want to stop and proceed to laugh
While tears begin inside my eyes.

Tuesday, March 25, 2014

My Love of Poetry

My Love of Poetry

Forty years have past since I discovered poetry.
It has tickled the brain inside of me.

It is now an activity, for which I really love.
Thanks a lot to the stars above.

For about three quarters of a hundred years
It has brought to me both love and tears.

I still have a quite a few more paths to gain
As the poetry helps me work my brain

Monday, March 24, 2014

The Monster's Back

        The Monster's Back

I thought it was gone this time
But this morning it came back

The white mountains started growing
It covered our windows with breath
Acted up in the driveway

And took a kick at Spring

Thursday, March 13, 2014

The Pony's Journey

                                                 I am a  funny lad who frustrates mom and dad.
                                                 I get frustrated when I'm made to stay at home.
                                                 I am always anxious to get out and start to roam.
                                                 I  really make both of them feel quite sad.

Two Horses' Journey

Two Horses' Journey

The Gate was open and
No one came after us.
We began to have good fun

After a while we were lost.
It made us nervous and
We began to run.

We need to get home
Because waiting there,
We hope is our son!

Monday, March 10, 2014

Hiding In A Barrel


       Hiding In a Barrel

Much of my thinking this day
Is finding a place to stay.
I thought I could avoid peril
By  getting in the barrel.
Being here as been quite fun
It's  very warm in this Sun

Saturday, March 8, 2014

The Chicken's Concern

      The Chicken's Concern

I't's not that I will be starved,
After all you see I was carved.
Am I just a piece of wood
And will I be treated good?

Oh I wish that I could cluck!
It might then increase my luck.
But I wish to continue fun.
As I sit here in the Sun

Friday, March 7, 2014

The Bird Far From Home

The Bird Far From Home

I  was told I should stay home,
But I've had the wish to roam.
I look up and then I sigh
Alas,no one else in sky

I look across the river
Mountains make me shiver
I will say no more words
I'll chirp like other birds.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

The Bird in the Bush

The Bird in the Bush

I sit here among the plants,
Looking at the sunshine.
Below there is a bunch of ants.

 Better not climb this bunch!
Cause I'll fly right down
And finish lunch.

It's good life in the Spring
We birds sit in the bush and
Begin again to sing..

Monday, March 3, 2014

The Flight of the Chickadee

       The Flight of the Chickadee

I am the chickadee and,
A bright sun shines on me.
 I must keep check on other birds
Very nasty, mark my words!
 I'm off to eat my cash of food
 And in a very happy mood.


Sunday, March 2, 2014

A Bird at Night

A Bird At Night
I stand here on the limb at night
Afraid to start important flight
A cat was climbing up my tree
And so I was forced to flee

I want to return home to nest
And I really need to rest
When I think about the cat
I think it really is a rat