Here’s a little rhyme to lighten the load:
there is more to this life than a spit in the eye
the misery melts when you look to the sky
and see like a child the wonders up there
the magical mysteries that fly on the air
birds and bats and bugs of all kinds
and clouds that twirl, twist and unwind
remember looking through your own young eyes?
every new thing you saw was a sort of surprise
a caterpillar crawling across your palm
wasn’t just a bug, but a new friend you had found
your life can be more than a spit in the eye
the wonders, still there, wait for you to stop by.
© Jim W. Smith
Just to lighten things up a bit, here’s a children’s story/poem I’m working on….
Animal Wisdom by Jim Smith © 2013
I saw a crazy bird flying’ upside down.
I said, “Hey, aren’t you worried you might hit the ground?”
He said, “No, cuz I’m looking up at the sky
and I like to look where I like to fly.
And who says I’m the one that’s upside down?
I’m lookin’ On High, you’re starin’ at the ground.
Then down the road a little bit later
was a laughin’, splashin’ alligator.
He made so much noise all the fish swam away.
I said, “Hey, aren’t you worried you won’t eat today
He said, “Naw, I’ll have dinner a little bit later
Ain’t you never seen a happy alligator?”
And then I saw a big woolly lion
He was flappin’ his arms and tryin’ to fly.
I said, ‘Hey crazy lion you know you can’t fly?”
He said, “Maybe not, but I’m willing to try.
You know, man thinks he knows what can’t be done
so he never tries, and that’s half the fun.
An elephant was sittin’ on a log
Just starin’ at the stars and talkin’ about God.
I said “Hey, how do you know God is real?”
He said, “I’ve got a big heart and I know what I feel.”
He said, “The gator and the bird and the lion too
They all had something to say to you.
You’ll be full of joy if you look On High
But you’ll never know, if you never try.”
Like it says on my ‘About’ page, sometimes I just do writing that has nothing to do with Leuk. So here’s a few haikus. The last one is my favorite.
eyes staring nowhere
just empty languishing thoughts
some real plants feel fake
and some counterfeit look real
eyes lie and touch fools
time ticks terribly
a lifetime slithers quickly
what will I become
no paper and ink
only digital pixels
to wrap my words in
clouds look imposing
but even the biggest fade
so what then of me?
wind blows at my back
sails spread out port and starboard
fast quiet sailing
trees bent by the wind
like old men all humped over
still give sparrows rest
fried frog legs on ice
smoked salmon served with shelled shrimp
a vegan throws up