I've let it slip
I've lost my grip,
I had it yesterday
I had better find it
Before it gets away
It was a firm grip
One I was so proud to own
How could I let it slip
Now it's all alone
What will I do without it?
I am sure I do not know,
I had it at the airport
Where did that travel bag go?
Get a grip on yourself,
All will be alright.
An airways attendant
Said it was already on the plane,
waiting for the flight.
I am travelling to Tasmania
To see my eldest son,
I may arrive in Pennsylvania,
That will be lots of fun
I have had enough today,
Although looking forward to this trip
Once I board the plane,
I will be able to get a grip!
Stormy clouds are traveling through your heart
And bitter grudges are ruining your happiness
Hate destroys and love builds everything which
Is beautiful. Get a grip on yourself while the midday sun
Shines on the neighboring hills and on the blue sea
Being angry, day and night, is bad and dangerous
Start by gathering a myriad of beautiful roses
For your life. Sometimes one must stop for breaks
You are the only person in the world who's perfect
What will you do, dear friend, on your last birthday?
Because you must weed and burn the grudges and excuses
You need more light; it's time to change the fuses
Humility is a divine gift. You must drown the grudges
That block you from living under the light of beautiful moons.
Copyright © November 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved
Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.