Cockroach & Chameleon

For many decades I have shared                                                                                       My view of life from seat and chair.                                            

Some ask how I have gotten thru.                                                                             Simple, really, I have a "view".  

If I would sit and see what's "there",                                                                                   I'd never make it to another chair.

My life would be one of sit and wait.                                                                           Never realizing I can "create".

My life, my times, my health & more                                                                               It's all behind a nearby Door. 

When I sit, I Iose perspective.                                                                                           Rising up, I gain "respectiive".                                            

Like the cockroach,                                                                                                    I will survive.

Like the Chameleon,                                                                                                           I will adjust.

Finding my place.                                                                                                     Adapting to time and space.

To dwell is to stay inside.

To explore is to seek and find.

No need to step aside or hide.

If you are stuck inside the box,

Turn round, reach inside, pull apart.

If you do not, your fate is found.

It's six feet down, underground.

You will lose simply because

You chose not to "move around".

Yearly Reflections

We join at birth.                                                                                                               We lose at death.

We set aside.                                                                                                                     For "All The Rest".

Walking in line.                                                                                                           Meeting the Hearse.

Others step forward.                                                                                                         Leading the way.

Marking the calendar.                                                                                                         Making the play.                                                                                           

Follow the Leader.                                                                                                           March, yell and curse.  

Rules are to follow.                                                                                                             Life becomes hollow. 

We lead for a short time.                                                                                             Then we sit on the shelf.

We sit and we wait.                                                                                                   Where we used to run.

Darkness coming.                                                                                                             Let's sit in the Sun.   

Everyone yelling.                                                                                                               Lost in the telling.

Don't bend over                                                                                                             You'll fall in.

Pulling you down.                                                                                                             Head in a spin.

Where are you now?                                                                                                       Where were you then?

Pedal To The Metal

AI is promoted                                                                                                                 To answer and create

To trust and believe.                                                                                                     Support and debate.

The "new kid on the block".                                                                                               It spits and it "spouts".

Often not knowing                                                                                                             What life's really about.

It takes time we're told;                                                                                                   The machine needs to see.

Just who you are now,                                                                                                     Who you want to be.

It's a work in progress.                                                                                                     Once that was YOU.

Today it's your computer.                                                                                                   What or Who is next to "answer to"?

Adjust Your Lens

Our focus often

drags us away.

 

Dreaming 

of another day

 

Continuous pause 

from work we do,

 

Always looking for 

the other shoe.

 

We walk, we run, 

we stand and sit.

 

Believing 

we don’t accept 

all that sh…

 

We’re young.

We believe 

We ARE the best.

 

Easy to dream 

without real 

responsibilities

 

We work, you say, 

each and every day!

 

You’re learning we shout. . . 

It’s what’s life is all about!

 

If you’re fortunate, 

We say . . . 

You’ll have time --

Every Day . . .

 

To ponder and pause,

To have time to think.

 

To grow and become

To eat and to drink.

 

To look forward

With desire.

 

Using the past

As your Light and Fire.  

Ordinary Day

Give it up?

Put it away?

Keep it for another day?

Preparation taking time

Future open, on the line.

See the Past.

Plan the Day.

Weigh the need.

Measure the deed.

Everyone has answers.

They'll tell you they do.

Most interesting to me

Their view is askew.

Outside. Inside.

Treasure. Trash.

You've moved on.

They've gone away.

They've moved on.

You have to stay.

Value perceived

Value received.

Take some advice.

Your treasure is their trash.

Your values for the past.

Are their targets for today.

They've collected their own

Your memories are old.

You see the best.

They covet the rest.

Your life has value.

For all to see.

Look up and away.

Your future's not to stay.

Two Sided Faces

Each follows a path.

Some guide, some lead.

 

It's not always a choice.

Whether we fail or succeed.

 

To keep trying is the fuel.

To succeed is the goal.

 

While others insert

Stumbling blocks in our path.

 

We’re taught to admire,

To envy and wish.

 

We were the focus

Of all the other “fish”.

 

We swim in circles

Trying to succeed.

 

Following behind

Crumbs satisfy.

 

Then one day we see

It’s not worth the chase.

 

We turn and we walk

A smile on our face.

 

Success is two faced.                                                                                                         We chose or replace.