NaPoWriMo Day 7

On April 7, 2017April 7, 2017 By WinstonIn Enlightenment, Loving Life, NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self Awareness, ValuesLeave a comment

My wonderful wife Lynn has been listening to my poems this month and mentioned that I seem to be on a self-awareness kick. Apparently, she’s right (as she usually is).

What Price the Dream?

“Livin’ the dream.” you hear them say,

but at what price that dream?

The fancy house, the shiny car,

are they all that they seem?

We work and work to have nice things,

but things can’t hold your hand.

When all is said and all is done,

perhaps we’ll understand.

This time we have is all we have,

we spend it every day.

But in the end when it is gone,

there’s nothing we won’t pay.

But it’s too late when time is gone,

you cannot buy some more.

So all the things you spent it on,

are what your life was for.

Are you your house, your car, your toys?

Or hero to your kid.

When you look back what will you see?

Be proud of what you did?

So just make sure you spend it well,

on what you love the best.

And when it’s gone and you look back,

your choice will stand the test.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 6

On April 6, 2017April 6, 2017 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self AwarenessLeave a comment

Here we are at day 6 of NaPoWriMo and I’m starting to question why I do this. So that’s what I’ll write about tonight.

A Rambling Thought

I sit and write and as I do,

a thought occurs to me.

Why do I write? What is the point?

What use can these words be?

I’m certain that no lives will change,

because of reading this.

If I should stop, just give it up,

there’s naught for you to miss.

So if it’s not for you I write,

perhaps it is for me.

An outlet for the noise within,

to let somebody see.

These words are just a fleeting thought,

set free and then no more.

Although they linger on the page,

they mean less than before.

The muse which drives me ever on,

decides the way I take.

I never know the verse I’ll write,

nor what new rhyme I’ll make.

I do not plan or try to seek,

for some specific goal.

Just start to write and let it flow,

until it’s done and whole.

And now my muse is telling me,

this task is nearly done.

Just one more line, at last I see,

this is the final one.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 5

On April 6, 2017 By WinstonIn Loving Life, NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self Awareness, Society, ValuesLeave a comment

Yes, I know that I’m posting this on day 6. At least it’s getting posted, so half-marks for that.

Be Here Now

We spend so much of every day,

caught up inside our head.

Dwelling still upon the past,

or planning far ahead.

But all the time we spend like that,

is time we are not here.

This present now is all we have,

and we should hold it dear.

Each time we think of all we’ve had,

we throw our now away.

And as we dream of what we want,

we miss out on today.

I do not say you should not plan,

or should forget the past.

Just do not give your life to them,

it’s now, be here at last.

Right now as you are reading this,

your mind is far away.

Thinking of all the other things,

that you will do today.

But you are here and it is now,

live in this time you’re in.

When you are with the ones you love,

then wandering’s a sin.

They are what is most important,

not what was said at work.

The person who is here with you,

is not your boss (That jerk!).

So don’t give past the power to,

destroy your now as well.

For re-living your pains each day,

is like a mini hell.

So be here now, be when you are,

take back your life today.

For here and now come round but once,

It’s where we all should stay.

Cheers, Winston

NaPoWriMo Day 3

On April 3, 2017 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Poetry, Self Awareness, Society, UncategorizedLeave a comment

It’s late and I should be in bed, buuuuuut…… this should just take a minute.

Seek a Different Path

The dance begins, the battle joined,

the words cut just like knives.

We know that we should just let go,

this is not worth our lives.

But we can’t just forget the hurts,

keep living in the past.

Can’t now recall who started this,

nor how long it will last.

But we are right of this we’re sure,

about what we don’t know.

They must be wrong of course they are,

else we’d not hate them so.

Our fathers hated so we hate,

for what else can we do?

This is how it’s always been,

of course it must be true.

But there are those who seek a change,

who seek a diff’rent way.

Some day they hope to stop the hate,

seek peace for all they say.

I do not know what that would be,

I’ve dreamt of it I think.

But peace is such a fragile thing,

may vanish if you blink.

So we go on, seek victory,

it’s what we think we need.

We claim to love the ones we hurt,

then weep to see them bleed.

It’s what we’ve learned, it’s what we teach,

but we can learn new things.

Not bound forever by the past,

it’s hope the future brings.

Cheers, Winston

Return of the Poet

On April 2, 2017April 2, 2017 By WinstonIn Enlightenment, Loving Life, NaPoWriMo, Personal, Self Awareness, ValuesLeave a comment

I’m actually a day late with this. I had planned a while ago to participate again in NaPoWriMo. Then totally zoned yesterday and forgot about it. Oops.

Here we go anyway!

The Return of the Poet

It’s April once again and I,

Begin to write anew.

To search throughout my cobwebbed mind,

Tell something that is true.

Those rhymes I’ve made and words I’ve spilled.

So oft upon the page.

Are scarcer and much slower found,

My brain now shows it’s age.

So here’s a truth from one who’s looked,

Unflinching at his days.

Don’t sit and wait, the time is now,

To grow, to change your ways.

For in the end with every choice,

Our soul is more defined.

So think before you speak or act,

There’s no chance to rewind .

Cheers, Winston

NAPOWRIMO Day 28

On April 28, 2015April 28, 2015 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self AwarenessLeave a comment

Writers’ Dream

Immortal words upon the page,
A lasting legacy.
Which unborn generations yet
May read and think of me.

For in these words a man may live,
Far longer than his days.
That’s why one must choose carefully,
Exactly what he says.

Who wants to be remembered as,
A bully or a thug?
As a lackwit or a drunkard,
Can’t live without his jug?

I’d rather be forgotten than,
Remembered in that way.
That my words might touch a heart,
As ‘ neath the sod I lay.

So hopefully my verse will find,
It’s way into your soul.
And living there, you’ll pass it on,
That is this writers’ goal.

Cheers, Winston

NAPOWRIMO Day 21

On April 21, 2015April 21, 2015 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self AwarenessLeave a comment

How Was Your Day?

Another day a crisis fixed,
A dozen more to go.
By the time they’re all resolved,
Two dozen more I know.

I run and run and work and swear,
The problems multiply.
Some days I want to rage or drink,
Some days just want to cry.

I know we’re all in this same boat,
Some problems worse than mine.
But no matter how hard I try.
l can’t pretend I’m fine.

When someone asks me how I am,
l smile and I lie.
l want so bad to tell the truth,
But don’t, just smile and sigh.

l’ve had my fill, all I can take,
l’m drowning in this mess.
They say it makes you stronger but.
I’m dying of this stress.

Cheers, Winston

NAPOWRIMO Day 12

On April 12, 2015April 12, 2015 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self AwarenessLeave a comment

Tough Times.

Sometimes our road in life is straight,
Sometimes will twist and turn.
Sometimes the seas are calm and flat,
Sometimes a storm tossed churn.

Whatever comes is what will be,
Can’t change the shape of fate
The only thing you can control,
Is how you will relate.

So think on this when troubles come,
When hardship comes to call.
It’s up to you how you will cope,
To stand up when you fall.

The clouds close in the rains come down,
It may come down all day.
It may come down for days and days,
Cannot forever stay.

Stay strong, stay true, don’t let life win,
One day the sun will shine.
This is the truth l tell myself,
When storms blow into mine.

Cheers, Winston

NAPOWRIMO Day 5

On April 5, 2015April 5, 2015 By WinstonIn NaPoWriMo, Personal, Poetry, Self AwarenessLeave a comment

Overcoming The Noise.

I cannot think, I cannot hear,
The voices in my head.
They try to speak and to be heard,
Don’t know just what they said.

There’s poetry that I can’t hear,
It’s lost in all this noise.
The words are lost beyond recall,
l’ve lost so many joys.

Voices within and more without,
I try to sort them out.
But there’s no sense that l can hear,
Can’t tell what they’re about.

I want to write to get it down,
It’s all a jumbled mess.
A word from me, a word from them,
From someone else I guess,

And now the voices in my head,
Have reached a fever pitch.
They yammer, screech, and howl there,
Quite soon I’ll start to twitch.

So I have worked with what I’ve got,
Have used what I could save.
And as I write these final lines,
they fade back to their grave.

Cheers, Winston

Brain Bits To Go

Category: Self Awareness

NaPoWriMo Day 7

NaPoWriMo Day 6

NaPoWriMo Day 5

NaPoWriMo Day 3

Return of the Poet

NAPOWRIMO Day 28

NAPOWRIMO Day 21

NAPOWRIMO Day 12

NAPOWRIMO Day 5