Category: my blessed life

NaPoWriMo Day 23

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In my last poem, I mentioned the soundtrack of my life. Here is a little more on that idea.

On The Music Of Life

My keyboard and a cup of tea,

Some tunes to sooth my mind.

And as the music washes through,

My inner voice I find.

 

Now as the notes are flowing through,

All else begins to flee,

This is the power music holds,

It strips me down to me.

 

It matters not, what song it is,

It changes every day.

But in the silence of the sound,

I find the words to say.

 

Yes, music is my fav’rite drug,

It lets my soul take flight.

It frees me from life’s petty cares,

It’s what makes life all right.

 

When I am sad it lifts me up,

I’m lost it brings me home.

I’m happy then it laughs with me,

Travels with me as I roam.

 

My music is my place of peace,

Far from the world I know.

When everything is just too much,

Into the sound I go.

 

So thank you all to those who make,

All these songs that I hear.

You’ll never know how much I love,

This music I hold dear.

 

And now I lay me down to sleep,

Music plays all night long.

I drift away to peaceful rest,

Borne there on wings of song.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 22

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So here is yesterday’s poem. The goal is to be current before I go to bed tonight. I’m back to work tomorrow so don’t want to have to write two poems while I’m allegedly working.

On The Importance Of Listening

The sound of waves upon a beach,

So soothing to my soul.

The rushing wind on granite hills,

Some sounds just make me whole.

 

A steady rain on roof of tin,

A loon’s long lonely call.

My puppy snoring next to me,

I love that most of all.

 

The sounds around define my world,

Each one part of my life.

Each nature sound, each city sound,

The laughter of my wife.

 

We take them all for granted and,

We never stop to think.

Our memories tied to certain sounds,

Until we feel that link.

 

The rumble of the thunder now,

The rain is pouring down.

I listen, really listen and,

Beneath it my cares drown.

 

It’s morning now, the storm has passed,

Sweet birdsong fills the air.

And I awake, revived, refreshed,

Storm-washed of every care.

 

I hear the soundtrack of my life,

With it’s rain and thunder.

Sirens, laughter, all the rest,

Blessed to hear this wonder.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 12

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It was a beautiful day today and I spent some time in my backyard watching the birds and squirrels and listening to the geese calling in the distance. I love the spring!

On The Beauty of Spring

Once more the air is filled with chirps,

Not heard for far too long.

Our migrant birds back home at last,

To share with us their song.

 

The squirrels chatter happily,

While dashing high above.

Now spring is here and all around,

The world is filled with love.

 

The trumpeting of inbound geese,

A welcome, joyous sound.

They lift my spirit and my soul,

Bring happiness unbound.

 

Now everywhere you look is green,

New flowers peeping out.

A sense of hope, of better days,

The winter’s done no doubt.

 

So raise your head and see the truth,

Each day a brand new start.

Now let the beauty and the warmth,

Of Springtime fill your heart.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 9

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The fabled “April Showers” are here. My job takes me outside frequently. They could have held off a couple of days.

On The Capriciousness of Spring

It’s April now, the rains come down,

To soak me to the bone.

The rains so constant, they could wear,

A hole into a stone.

 

The snows are done for now at least,

With rains to take their place.

The wind blows rain into my eyes,

Then whips it from my face.

 

It’s not so bad I tell myself,

And hunch before the blow.

I’m drenched and cold and miserable,

Cheer up, it could be snow.

 

The Sun will shine again I’m sure,

Just not quite certain when.

All I can do is drip and curse,

And slog on until then.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

p.s.

Look the rain has fin’lly stopped.

As the mercury has dropped.

Quickly my despair is growing.

As I write it’s started snowing.

W.

 

NaPoWriMo Day 8

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At least once each year I write a love letter to my angel Lynn. This poem is for the best and most perfect angel I could ever wish for.

On Love

Oh Lynn my love, my life is blessed,

Because you’ve made it so.

You don’t believe and that’s okay,

That’s why I let you know.

 

On my grey days, you are my sun,

To light and warm my life.

You are my joy, my hope, my peace,

My light, my love, my wife.

 

There’s seven billion souls or so,

Upon this rock we share.

You are the perfect one for me,

No other can compare.

 

I thank you love for all you do,

Love you for who you are.

You put up with my every fault,

Embrace my every scar.

 

I know you cannot see in you,

Perfection that I see.

But that’s okay, I know you are,

The perfect one for me.

 

Je t’aime mon ange. Plus que tu sais. Pour l’eternite… et plus encore.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

 

NaPoWriMo 2020

On By WinstonIn Enlightenment, family, Loving Life, my angel, my blessed life, NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self Awareness, UncategorizedLeave a comment

Ahhhh…. Spring is in the air! That means two things. It’s time to pick up the dog poop in the back yard, and it’s time to bruise my brain creating 30 days worth of something that I persist in calling poetry. I’ll let you know at the end of the month which one was more enjoyable.

Without further ado….

ON PARADISE

Sometimes I wish that I could slip,

The shackles holding me.

And drift beyond the mortal veil,

What wonders there to see.

 

But are they there, these wonders which,

I would so boldly seek?

Or just a dark and formless void,

Eternal, empty, bleak.

 

Religions tell us there is more,

For those who earn their place.

But I can’t see my ending there,

Those judges rigged that race.

 

Perhaps I’d go around again,

As some would say we do.

I’d come back as some tiny thing,

A common garden shrew.

 

Then round and round and round I’d go,

‘Til once more here I sit.

No wiser now than when I left,

Enough to make you spit.

 

But then I look at where I am,

Look clearly at my life.

Then truly see my paradise,

My family, friends and wife.

 

No greater prize could there await,

No greater joy abound.

These blessings that have filled my life,

This love that I have found.

 

Cheers, Winston

 

NaPoWriMo Day 29

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Any time I’m at a loss for inspiration, I can always rely on my muse. My angel Lynn… I love you!

A BLESSING ON YOU ALL

I look up at the night and see,

The stars twink’ling above.

I look beside, and there she is,

The woman that I love.

Which is the greater wonder is,

Quite difficult to say.

Except that love is just as plain,

Here in the light of day.

The splendour of the stars is great,

But it is all for naught.

Without someone to share it with,

The joy is soon forgot.

I point out constellations to,

The wonder next to me.

With her fresh eyes, it seems like them,

For my first time I see.

In the garden, she shows to me,

A bloom I’ve never known.

The magic of it’s scent tells us,

It bloomed for us alone.

I wish that everyone who reads,

These words may someday know.

A love like this, a blessing which,

Each day will live and grow.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 22

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We often hear about the greed of the super rich. But the fact is, it’s most of us as well. We all see the poverty in our own communities and around the world, but so few step up to do anything about it. Instead of waiting for the rich to throw money at these problems or the government to fix them, it’s up to each of us. Today’s poem is about the low-level greed and despair that hold us back from a better world. Enjoy.

 

WE CAN BE THE CHANGE

Today I have enough to eat,

A roof over my head.

I turn a tap and water’s there,

I have a warm, safe bed.

 

Sometimes there’s things that I may want,

I’m sad I cannot get.

But then I try to realize,

They are not needs I bet.

 

So many live without enough,

To eat or even drink.

How spoiled am I to stress about,

Stuff I don’t need, I think.

 

It is the blessing and the curse,

Of where I live I guess.

We have so much, but want much more,

It makes our world a mess.

 

Why’s it so hard to understand,

There’s others need it more.

The money that I spend on whims,

Could truly help the poor.

 

Instead of doing all we can,

To help those most in need.

We drop our coin, to buy that thing,

And never think it’s greed.

 

No, greed’s a thing for CEOs,

Not folks like you and me.

The truth is we are just as bad,

On smaller scale you see.

 

We want to keep all that we make,

The same as rich folk do.

And get upset when strangers ask,

For cash from me and you.

 

We don’t want to be told the truth,

Reminded of the fact.

That we are just like all the rest,

Who know but will not act.

 

We get so overwhelmed when we,

Think of the problem’s scale.

But don’t forget that plankton feed,

The mighty baleen whale.

 

No runner ever starts the race,

Right at the finish line.

It’s all the steps that come between,

To victory incline.

 

So think on this, the smallest step,

We take is something more.

And even baby steps move us,

From where we were before.

 

Before you buy that shiny thing,

That just now caught your eye.

Give just a bit, it’s not that hard.

To help someone, just try.

 

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 21

On By WinstonIn Environment, Loving Life, my blessed life, NaPoWriMo, Nature, Personal, Poetry2 Comments

I’m not sure why, but I seem to be on a bit of a nature kick this month. Maybe it’s because every time I turn around another piece of it’s been cut down, dug up or plowed over. Whatever the reason, I hope you enjoy todays poem 🙂

SEE THE BEAUTY

“Good morning!” Says the sun to me,

As I bask in it’s light.

When day is done and time for sleep,

The moon tells me “Goodnight.”

Throughout the day the world speaks,

To those who wish to hear.

“Enjoy the wonders all around,

And hold all nature dear.”

We love majestic views and such,

High peaks or ocean shore.

But nature’s beauty’s all around,

We’re missing so much more.

The light that sparkles from the wings,

Of a small dragon fly.

A swallow’s endless grace as it,

Goes swooping through the sky.

The patterns of the insects on,

The surface of a pond.

These and ten million more are there,

But we just look beyond.

Now take a look and really see,

What’s right in front of you.

ALL nature is quite beautiful,

And now you see it’s true.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 19

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It’s Easter. For a lot of people, myself included, that means a long weekend. As often happens, it’s raining. Here in the capital of Canada, that is often the case. It’s spring and spring means rain. I don’t mind much because it’s actually my favourite time of the year.

WELCOME SPRING

I look outside at overcast,

And steady, falling rain.

And stop and think, it’s not so bad,

‘Cause spring is here again.

If April showers bring May flowers,

Then they should be here soon.

The beauty only grow each day,

Right through the end of June.

Then summer’s here with hotter days,

It is a different thing.

Of all the seasons of the year,

My favourite one is spring.

To watch the world wake up once more,

From it’s long winter sleep.

Watch barren trees begin to green,

As sap does upward creep.

Returning birds with joyous sound,

Greet every new days dawn.

And every day new wonders brings,

As spring comes slowly on.

So keep the summer’s blist’ring heat,

The autumn’s winding down.

And blinding sun on winter’s snow,

Just makes me squint and frown.

No give me spring, new life, rebirth,

Now babies, blooms and bees.

My heart is filled with joy each year,

When spring it finally sees.

Cheers, Winston