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Once upon a time there lived a very small caterpillar. She was quite shy, meek, and timid of small crowds. She would even go out of her way to avoid confrontation with the other insects until one very important day. One day she saw danger coming to her caterpillar environment and so she had to go out on a limb in order to get the attention of all the other insects. She had to make her presence known and forget all about her shyness. She even had to dress a little bit differently and carry a different tune in her heart. She had to help the rest of the caterpillars see that there was true danger on the horizon. She needed to show them what the future would bring.
A certain amount of time had passed and small tragedies began to happen in her neck of the woods. The branches of her tree began to shake and the apples all began falling from the trees. She tried to warn everyone up until this point in time, but no one would pay attention to her. Now her popularity grew and half the insect population came to hang out on her branch of the tree. She could not rest day or night. She was barraged with requests to speak to the other insects.
Soon enough the weather changed and the leaves began to fall. It was now autumn time and a mighty gust of wind came and took them all up. Up, up, and away to a mightier tree than they were perched on before. It was the mightiest oak tree of all. It made the tree they were previously perched on look like a small sapling. Once they arrived atop the new tree their entire existence began to change. They were now safe. They had solid shelter. They also had a view like none other.
What is the moral of this story you might ask? The moral of this story is that it takes a small meek caterpillar to accomplish great things! It also takes a brave caterpillar to go out on a limb to ensure the safety of the rest of the community. And thirdly, if you want to do something mighty for your community you must imagine yourself carrying out the task even before the opportunity presents itself.
Jeremiah 17:7 But blessed is the one who trusts in the LORD, whose confidence is in him.
When I was very young
I heard a story of a princess
She was someone
That enjoyed pain of others
She was beautiful and powerful
She had many knights
Whishing her hand in marriage
But she did not care for any of them
Her expression was cold as stone
And her heart did not have a drop of love
In addition she enjoyed hurting people
Animals and games of bloody spectacles
She decided that only man she would marry
Would be the one who won a tournament
Tournament in which knights would fight
As the tournament began
She calmly watched as knights
Tore each other to pieces
All for her amusement
Yet still
She had neither pity nor love
For any of them
One of the warriors came from the east
He was very handsome
He fought very bravely
Like a lion
But his expression was such
That even knights defeated by him held no grudge
The princess was amazed by his performance
And she actually started to care for him
When he won the tournament
She went down the tower with biting heart
And her cold expression was gone
She was ready to give him her hand in marriage
But to her surprise
He did not want her
Because he knew what kind of person
She was
This is how the story ends
Knight returned home with his honor
And princes who was antagonist
In this story was left with noting
However in real life things go little different
For example
Most likely winner of the tournament
Would take the princesses hand in marriage
Because she was very rich
And if he didn’t
She would have had him killed
In real life when someone goes out on a limb
They usually end up one who is hurt
Makers of Concord supersonic plane for example
Were unable to use their jet
Because of technical problems
As well as financial
And they were the lucky ones
Still I admire the knight
Although speaking from my own experience
It is very difficult to go out on a limb
And I don’t have a lion like will and courage
But to those who would try to punish me
I will be like a scorpion
Small and seemingly week
But that will sting like hot knife if someone tries to step on it
CHALLENGES
By Edmund Siejka
He faced a challenge
That forced him to use all his abilities
But doubt clouded his judgement
Caution gave way to uncertainty.
Needing help
He recalled these words:
1. Believe in yourself
Never bend your head
Hold it high
And look the world straight in the eye.
2. Smell the coffee.
3. Stand on your own two legs.
4. Life is in front of you.
5. Seize the day.
6. Get up and get moving.
7. Work smarter, not harder.
8. Save for a rainy day.
9. The tough get going when the going gets tough.
10. K.I.S.S. Keep It Simple Stupid.
11. Put a glide in your stride and a pep in your step.
12. Let’s get moving, we’re burning daylight.
13. Don’t deter from the main effort.
14. Every strike brings you closer to the next home run.
15. It’s not the size of the dog in the fight, it’s the size of the fight in the dog.
16. Don’t be afraid to go out on a limb. That’s where the fruit is.
17. A person who never made a mistake never tried anything new.
18. Nothing is impossible, the word itself says, ‘I’m possible.’
19. The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step.
20. You miss 100% of the shots you don’t take.
21. The mind is everything. What you think you become.
22. The road to success is always under construction.
23. Becoming is better than being.
24. Nothing is interesting if you’re not interested.
25. Look at a half empty glass as half full.
26. Ambition can’t wait.
27. Age is of no importance unless you’re a cheese.
And last, but not least:
28. Wake the hell up.
he friend me on fb
i have no idea how my ex found me
like a sniffing dog he did
can you imagine that
king of the blood hounds
on my trail
and on my nerves now
after all the pain he put me through
he wants to friend me on his face book page
what am i suppose to do
what would you do
for a long while, i looked at the request
noting the time and date
hoping not, praying not
like the words can come to life and bite me
like a snake
i was scared
i'm not going to lie
i been snake bitten with him before
many, many times
countless times crying myself to sleep
so what's a girl suppose to do
one thing i know
trust me on this
he's not the olive branch type of guy
he doesn't go out on a limb
he's in it for himself
so i couldn't understand the fb request
but you know me
one of many blond airheads of his
and i bet he has many, many
i went to his site anyway
why
i don't know
but they should now cut my fingers off for penance
anyway, anywho, anyfool
i came so close to pressing the accept button
and sending him a message
can you believe that
me airhead trying to reconcile
no he needs to do better than that
yo mama
mama you up in the heavens
listening with big ears of yours
listening to all this
ready to gossip
i know you
i know you
mama get back on your seat
whats a girl suppose to do
funny bunny got bit by a snake
and funny bunny still likes him
men, men, men
they get in your hair
mess it all up
and women miss that
just telling the truth
but don't tell him that
please
mama you having fun up there
please put that voodoo doll away
for now
and please sing to me
in my time of need
connie pachecho
1/12/17
I am the vine.
I am a brilliant emerald that prospers along the earth.
I am the protector,
covering parts of nature you may have forgotten about.
Like a father who protects his home, his wife, his children,
I protect my garden, I prevent erosion.
Parallel to the husband, the father,
who is there to preserve, keep out impurities as well.
I am a strong green vine
running along pathways, guiding you along the way.
The father also guides his children
and is a strong, yet gentle presence in the home for his wife.
Sometimes I stop, rest upon a fallen limb,
waiting for my company.
Likewise the husband must cease,
take a moment to breathe, rejuvenate.
I do pray for you even though you may never know.
You see, when I’m climbing to those high, steep places.
I am gathering my thoughts.
I haven’t forgotten about you.
I am the vine.
I sometimes go out on a limb for you
to be sure you get to where you need to go.
Similar to the father who goes without
many times just for the sake of his family.
He is selfless, same vibrant green color as a praying mantis.
I am sure to be found with three straight sides and points
so you will feel safe with what is familiar.
The father also makes points daily
hopes his voice does not fall on deaf ears.
I should never be without my points
so you will never be without advice.
I am a strong green vine
I remain connected
to not lose touch with what is relevant to you.
That way you know I care.
The husband must have importance.
I am the vine. He is the vine.
If you join me, I won’t mind because then,
you too will experience the feeling of worth.
Form:
Serendipity
I spent all afternoon just filling out the application.
Actually it was about twenty five minutes if you don’t
count the time waiting in line to fill it out.
The damn thing was four pages long, and they gave me a little pencil,
like the ones they give out on golf courses, to fill it out with.
Some of the questions made me chuckle when I read them.
“Tell us about your past work experience.”
“How many licenses/certificates do you hold?”
“How many wpm can you type?”
That one made me laugh out loud.
I was applying for a job driving a hi-lo.
The Supervisor in charge of collecting the completed applications
looked at me and smiled.
The one that really got me though was the one in the section they called the
“Employment Agreement”.
It read: “Upon condition of employment would you be willing to submit
to a background check and drug test.”
Submit, I thought, that word was ironic.
Yeah, I’ll stay up all night studying for the ‘drug test.’
I laughed so hard that I almost peed my pants.
When I finished, I handed it to the Supervisor.
She told me that she couldn’t help notice how much pleasure I
expressed in filling out the application.
I told her I hadn’t worked in a little while.
She said, “Well, we are looking for enthusiastic types.
I’ll put your application in the ‘special’ pile.
I’ll go out on a limb and recommend you for the job.”
I thanked her.
She said she thought I would do well.
She said I seemed like the happy type.
I told her, Yeah, that’s me, happy.
Watching you, watching me
this nightly ritual I shall uphold,
wondering where can autumn be
waiting for a hint of harvest gold
This nightly ritual I shall uphold
been sitting on the window sill,
waiting for a hint of harvest gold
just hoping for that familiar chill
Been sitting on the window sill
wanting to go out on a limb,
just hoping for that familiar chill
and to gaze at you on a wimb
Wanting to go out on a limb
lured me in like a can of tuna,
and to gaze at you on a wimb
under the pale light of Luna
Lured me in like a can of tuna
aligned amid each changing leaf,
under the pale light of Luna
an eclipse of sorts, all too brief
Aligned amid each changing leaf
staring down into my yellow eyes,
an eclipse of sorts, all too brief
but I love the way you mesmerize
Staring down into my yellow eyes
how easily your light bewitched,
but I love the way you mesmerize
when suddenly my senses twitched
How easily your light bewitched
to and fro a slender tail danced,
when suddenly my senses twitched
my curious nature so entranced
To and fro a slender tail danced
as pure joy awakened and grinned,
my curious nature so entranced
two spirits arose in the autumn wind
As pure joy awakened and grinned
simply to engage with this feline,
two spirits arose in the autumn wind
while distant gazes did intertwine
Simply to engage with this feline
wondering where can autumn be,
while distant gazes did intertwine
watching you, watching me.
(9/13/2019)
Why that no good little birch
I think I alder leaf her
My aspens in the dirt
Don’t you know I’m not that poplar
I damn near choked on a little oak
And though I tried I am not maple
Now the branches are all broke
and the limbs are so unstable
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
And bough out fir the one that’s true
Can’t see the forest for the trees
Can’t tell just when the root will rot
You know I think its elm diseased
And I can do with out the knots
Well now it’s really got me stumped
Just when I should have sawed right through it
And it’s too late to pack my trunk
Or perhaps I just out grew it
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
And bough out fir the one that’s true
Some trees grow up in a grove
Others make a stand alone
But there ain’t no peach with out a pit
And there ain’t no pine with out a cone
I’m sure the heart wood ain’t no good
So I won’t go out on a limb
But when a tree is being felled
I wish that someone would cry timber
I just don’t think that I’ll ever see
A poem lovely as a tree
So I won’t Beech and I won’t Pine
I’ll just remind you one more time
I could go against the grain
But I’d hate to needle yew
So I guess I’ll cedar later
If you were sap then you’d run too
Bigger than bodacious,
higher TCH than contagious-
I poke at the smoke and make a cause to estrange this,
…toodle-to-do in my space ship!
I love how much I can remake this,
and bank the right to go out on a limb,
spill on the film,
make the gas on the ground increase its bliss,
run through the breeze and accept your diss,
though it is time to resist-
and look back at your breast...
Ask mother to draw me up a sign-
because like it or not you are on my line,
and my best friends,
and my bosses,
your eye’s doing crosses,
your cops pulling over bloggers!
Wait,
stop!
I said stop on a dime!
Pick one up and help pay for the blind!
We adore dances as long as they make man-shifts,
make shift-
endanger wigs,
throw out chicken strips,
and hopeless trips!
Play out banquettes, with not enough men to spank it!
Even though they're all over it,
callin' all out smurf!
And say **** anybody with my tip!
It's high in the mountain range-
and it see's you as strange!
Blame blame blame!
And then do it all again!
Go to the gym later and explain!
Ask why do young men have names?...
I haven't given them my change,
I am still alive,
I deserve to be played!
I am in turn to say hey, go away,
you little brother,
stayin' for a long time and then bein' like...mine!
what will tomorrow bring
if today brought so much sorrow
that always has me wondering
do i even want to see tomorrow
im tired of all the disappointments
im tired of all the problems we face
im tired of all the unemployment
im tired of all the disgrace
we make no sort of sacrifice
in making everyday a better day
yet we pray for a better life
but we refuse to change our ways
we do have all the power
to bring about a change
yea the choice is ours
we who bares the shame
we can see a brother lying in the street
lookin as if he's about to die
when all he ask for was something to eat
yet we still pass him by
too busy to go out you way
or to go out on a limb
probly worried about someone would say
if they saw you helping him
and those of us too busy living our life
that we cant even give our children a hug
or offer a gentle word of advice
and wonder why they're strung out on drugs
then the fact that we put our trust in people
that tends to lead us astray
doing anything they can and calling it legal
and pushing us to go that way
and that's a few examples of our problems today
yet we hope for a change
but as long as we continue to live this way
then we only have ourselves to blame