Georgina Jones, eternal optimist, with a keen sense of humor.
Never knowing where your creative juices will take you,
A master of personification and alliteration, poetry boomer,
Many poems in honor of your daughter, more than a few.
You compare yourself to a gnarly old tree, I see you as a sage.
You have a furry pet, so I am thinking gorilla, grizzly bear or dog.
Wizened, and wise, telling it like it is, I read your love on each page.
Your non-metaphoric writing is easier to read than falling off a log.
You are a word player, a maestro of playful, humorous jest.
Love that your ideal man would be “a man who could not speak”
Writing about a box dog or leprechauns, more fun than the rest.
I will turn to your poems often. Especially when sad, you I will seek.
You do not sugar coat things, rather tell them like they are.
“She was fiery, vibrant, full of life, but also edgy like a knife.”
For twenty months now your daughter has been a heavenly star.
You will see her again, I am certain, when you shake this earth life.
My Ode For Today
5/24/2019
Miracle Man
Sometimes life is more difficult than saddling a hog,
Other times it’s less painless than falling off a log.
Some days are like a wagon wheel that’s long dry of grease,
And through each petty annoyance I seek Jesus’ peace.
But regardless where day finds me I won’t cease to try,
I’ll continue trusting Jesus, not questioning why?
Listen to nature as she sings a tune…
Of the mournful cry of a passing loon
Of a croaking frog in a soggy bog
Of splashing turtles falling off a log
Of the sound of leaves rustling in a breeze
Of fruit as it thuds when it falls from trees
Of rushing brooks racing towards waterfalls
You should hear all of these when nature calls
Her symphony heard since the dawn of time
She dictates the rhythm, dictates the rhyme
But man, in his greed has stifled her voice
Some took the wrong path when given a choice.
Forests are thinning, and waters run dry
Her voice faintly heard, and we wonder why!
J-ust easy as falling off a log,
E-verything is simple to do;
S-o smooth to operate,
S-o soft to handle too.
A-s easy as falling off a log,
M-oving on isn't difficult;
A-fter the heartache and pain,
E-yes glow with the result.
O-n the twenty-fourth of July,
R-ising sun clears the fog;
I-n just a few minutes,
E-asy as falling off a
L-og.
Some things in life are like falling off a log
Like eating and sleeping, like walking in a fog
Cept some days fall short
It's then we must resort
To the age old axiom, “A squeeky wheel annoys the dog!”
People with their dogs
People with their cats
Falling off a log
Slipping on a mat.
Smoking cigarettes
Breathing selfishness
Sport heroes largess
Demonic effectiveness.
Misunderstood opinion
Nail in a tyre
Tears from an onion
Smoke from a fire.
Pains in the neck
Patience always tried
Useless getting upset
Because such is life.
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