Tag: poet

The man who worked too fast.

So I work with a man. He is a good man, a moral man, a fast man. This man is a “work your butt off” kinda man. He never slows down, not even to eat. he is a vital asset to a company that only considers office jobs vital assets, but his job is more important. Even beyond this mans ability to make sure this plant stays running, he is indirectly a teacher, giving everyone of us here a lesson we should all abide by, and be weary of……

When we do everything as quickly as this man, our lives are put in danger. Physically, we all know working too fast invites injury to our dining room table and then our bed. There is another danger though. A danger just as bad as physical; and that danger is loss.

We lose our humanity bit by bit. We miss what life is showing us, and it is not speed. Once you stop and see the world at 25 mph, that 70 mph lifestyle fades. You will learn more about yourself and the world and that’s what’s important

Not being the first to the finish line, but making sure we ALL make it to the finish line.

So don’t be a “get it done quickly”!kinda man livin’ life as fast as you can, Slow it down and enjoy the day, And life life the better way.

There Once was a Man Who Looked, But couldn’t see.

There once was a man who looked but couldn’t see. He was smart for he studied constantly. 
But for all his knowledge, he couldn’t see. 
He couldn’t see what life was. In all his studying he lost sight of what’s important. Sure he knew math, and science, stars, and even religions.
But what he found in studying he lost in
Life.

He lost what life was and what it could be, 
For He was the man that looked but couldn’t see

When the Seas Lose Their Sway

There is not a single thing I wouldn't do,
Not one mountain I couldn't move,
and When the seas lose their sway,
My love, to you, I'll still prove.

When Selene no longer holds the seas at bay,
Because the love of her dear Endymion she lacks,
Then the tide soon loses its way
And forces the seas to lose their sway.

So when the time comes and our lives begin to fade,
My love for you will always be here to stay,
even after the seas lose their sway.


Thompson and the Dog part 1

Thompson, on his way home late one night, is on the phone. One the other end of that phone call is one mad lady. 

Now this lady she is mad that much is true,
But for Thompson there was naught he could do.
This lass is the type to throw feelings at the drop of a dime,
And all Thompson could do was give it a little time.

They are in love you see. It may not be “developed”, and some may call it “puppy” love, but to them you see, it is real. We can’t discredit how they feel because we may have “been through this” ourselves. They feel every bit of love, and sadness, and “neglect” just as much as developed relationships, but theirs is a rollercoaster. Everything they feel is multiplied infinitely because they are new to love. They need time to figure out how it works. They will be fine, trust me. 

When Thompson and the lass are together the world doesn’t move,
But when they are apart, to each other, everything they must prove.

Now being on the phone, both upset about how they can’t always be together, Thompson needs to pull over. He knows he is distracted. He sees the hazards and aims to eliminate them. He gets out and sits on his tailgate until they can both tell each they love each other enough that they actually believe it. After a couple of minutes that time has come. They each say they love each other and tomorrow can’t come fast enough.

After he hangs up, he hears a sound. It’s not a normal sound you would hear on a dark highway going through the woods in the middle of the night, so he investigates. It’s not far in the woods until he finds it. It’s a dog. A little skinny from lack of food but no worse for wear. The dog, which Thompson notices is a boy, seems a little odd to him. It seems to react in ways that someone would if your were having a conversation. It seems the dog is a little more expressive than a normal dog. Strange indeed. But let’s proceed. 

Now Thompson has found a dog in need. 
But who needs whom more?
For both of them, what lies in store?
To the end of this tale you must read
So to the next part we will proceed.

Blessed

The rain slides down the old tin awning;
Its cool touch leaves me unwanting.
Running off the corner onto the ground
It puddles the area. 
As I look up and let the stream flow down my face,
covering me in her sweet embrace,

I know this day will go the way it does,
And certain things will happen just because,
And when today, tries to give me a test,
I have the answers. Today I’m blessed.