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In my cluttered kitchen, I've mopped the floor,
This busy day, this task once more.
I've cooked a chicken a thousand ways,
The same old bird a thousand days.
I know I shouldn't once complain,
"Routine", I moan, "is always the same."
But when it comes as one more chore,
My daily grind seems such a bore.
I glance up, weary, at my task,
And then, through freshly, sparkling window glass
Suddenly, what I've taken for granted,
Becomes, in fact, to be enchanted...
This view of lawn, an acre green,
Fruit trees swaying, in a peaceful scene,
Rolling hills, and oaks in groves,
Sky is blue, and birds in droves.
Our house sits high, where we can see,
The hills in golden symmetry
In all it's glory, with snow-capped peaks.
How could one have such thoughts so bleak?
No buildings, or high-rise blocks the view.
Just nature's wonders, as if the world is new!
Mountains and valleys capture my eyes.
The joy of living, a wonderful life!
God help me never to take for granted
This wondrous vision that I've been handed.
Carrie Richards 11/6/11
I once took for granted my childhood when still too young to know,
how time was fleeting and so misleading like a movie picture show.
I'm older now but no wiser and sadly must convey,
I still take too much for granted including work and play.
I've taken for granted tin foil, tangerines, and trees,
I've taken for granted gardens and grapes and even the air I breath.
I've taken for granted friendships and faces from the past,
and I've taken for granted God's graces, places, and countless questions I never asked.
I've taken for granted this body and mind that can contemplate who we are, out here in the middle of the universe, third planet from a nearby star.
And I've taken for granted apples, pears, pies, and plums,
the blood in my veins, blue sky and rain, my fingers and opposing thumbs.
I've taken for granted seeds I've planted and bugs I didn't much like,
old cars I once owned and even a home, morning dew and daylight.
Someday I might learn to be thankful for all these miracles that surround,
but try as I might it's always a fight to be thankful for all that abounds.
All I did was blink
and suddenly frail and forgetful
had stolen the vibrancy
I’d taken for granted.
Your look still bears that familiar smile
which sparks an ebbing life
and brightens dimming eyes.
But when you think
no one’s watching,
I am…
as this consumptive malaise
pervades your sagging face
and spirits you off for poppy naps,
the flickering star-light fades,
I watch your mouth turn down
In that soft dreamtime curve
and my heart cries the river
that floats you on eddies
of timeless sleep
I know a day will come
our connection will be broken
your star gaze will not return
and I’ll cry a new empty ocean.
But until then,
in sleep’s folded caress
a slow river runs calm,
its watery fingers polish
the unforgettable shine
on the touchstone
of my love,
hoping its undying spark
reawakens you.
Line of enquiry :
"God within me is the enjoyer of the aroma,
As also this dopamine boosting flavour I taste.
I surrender all pleasures to the dweller of my heart.
Breath by breath thus that my soul presence be chaste.”
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Youth was so easy. Simple good health Simple spiritual views.
All else uncomplicated Follow His word, decipher it as you choose.
Breathing is continuously taken for granted, there was no dread.
We put blinkers on a horse so they only see straight ahead.
That’s what it’s like being young and coffee was an acquired taste.
As the years go by good health must be nurtured and paced.
Spiritualism becomes ordained, his word was set in stone.
The blinkers were off, and all life encompasses was fully shown.
Coffee is enjoyed readily with each sip it is evident that delight,
Comes from within. He has bestowed this pleasurable incite.
Does my pleasure, please Him, is my ambrosia His?
Now in the twilight of my years, Health had faded and is as is.
Spiritualism strengthened, breathing isn’t nearly as easy.
The coffee tastes even better, as he rewards such as me.
With even more to sing his praise than when young and lean.
And it’s He who gives firth of the aromatic flavour of the bean.
He who takes each breathe for me, he who dwells with my heart.
He wakes me each day to overcome health issues for a new start.
I surrender my pleasures to the one that is with in me, good and kind.
For its He that since a babe in arms saved me when I was blind,
Its Him that made me taste, touch, smell, feel love, live and see.
As I sip each wondrous cup of coffee flavoured with a little whisky.
Just thirty-nine minutes show on my gauge!
I'm fifty feet down in the sea!
The boat above me has just pulled away!
Oh dear, what will happen to me?
I'm here with the fish now staring at me-
with goggles, an air tank, and fins.
And if I should surface, what can I do?
Oh God, I repent for my sins!
The value of air, I never thought of;
a must that will keep me alive.
Just twenty-one minutes show on this dial!
Why did I agree to this dive?
The days of my life now pass in my mind;
all taken for granted I'm sure.
Some used well, some not- yet knew I had more.
Now ten minutes left on life's tour.
Oh no, I am rising, arms swimming fast
in pushing the waves from my face!
My eyes open to an awesome surprise!
I wake- breathing air in this space.
My thirty-nine minutes was just a dream!
I'm thankful that this was not true!
But now I'll use time in much better ways;
much more joy in living- pursue!
~This Little Blue Book~
I Ran across a little blue book….
It contains a history of past love’s I knew, also that of future possibilities that I never knew
was there.
It lays here in front of me. I swore I’d give it up.
But as I slowly let it go my heart dies with a sudden touch.
I reminisce on how it changed my life.
For the Better and the worst
How did I ever describe my life? To that the answer still remains unknown.
But now its time to let it go.
Can’t keep on holding on.
Baby steps I’m taken one, two, three, I’m done.
Contemplating on it all, different kinds of relationships
Usually I self destruct all of them, for fear of hurting at the end.
Precious memories turned to pain; the hearts were shattered like the rain.
This was the game my booked played, because karma was its Father.
Before my book was conceived, the heart was taken for granted.
It was played too many times; eventually it caught up with the games of
Lies, embarrassment, danger, and then some fatal laughter.
Now I must close this book and never let it unfold
Tossing it away so it could not be found and told.
With that said: I start a new chapter and a different story to be told.
Goodbye to the Little Blue Book that had me at hello
Form:
Mary was a woman that the Lord hath made
she was a chosen vessel to give life to His babe
the Babe who was destined to reign over the Christian Nation
the Prince of Peace, the Messiah who would die for our salvation
There is only one thing in this world like a mother's love
it's the agape love that comes from God above
for the love of a mother is a special and precious gift
like receiving the Holy Ghost, your spirit it will lift
A mother's love should be given freely by choice
like the word of God in it you will rejoice
a mother's love should not ever be taken for granted
for there are many in this world who have never had it
a mother's love should be cherished and held so dear
for you will surely miss it when it is no longer here
a mother's love is like a heavenly sanctuary
will shield you from evil and anything that is scary
a mother's love is like a fortress of comfort and protection
unconditional, unbreakable with no objection
a mother's love is like a beacon that burns so bright
will guide you out of the darkness and into God's light
a mother's love the most precious gift from God
a mother's love a gift that comes from the heart
The strength of a woman should not be taken for granted
Nor should it be misunderstood
It is not that she can't, for she has proven she could
The woman is uplifted by the compliments spoken
Yet torn from deceit of her heart being broken
The hurt of a woman lies within, hides within, cries within
Her smile comforts her pain
As she chose never to run away from the rain
From your stupidity, you try your best to bring her down
And now her uncertainty is shown through a frown
Shake it off, are you serious? Don't ever stoop that low
Of allowing that man control of removing your smile and glow
The strength of a woman is revealed from one who fell down
Was pushed down, knocked down, yet did not stay down
Now she began to look up, get up, climb up, stand up, and stay up
The strength of a woman, don't try to understand
Just know the power of a woman cannot be taken by man
Her future holds many possibilities that are fitted like a cap
She knows her destination without a navigation system or map
She is now the astronaut, the lawyer, the CEO and the cook
Her life is observed by many for she has written her own book
The strength of a woman to push out a life and pull a heavy load
Are some of the many stories of her journey to be told
Who is this woman that she can choose
To pick from her closet different types of shoes
Yes, 3 inch heels, they hold it all
All the weight and burdens she carries when she stands tall
Through persistence, perseverance and determination
She was able to overcome, the outcome, with little income
Which shows just how she has BECOME the woman of strength
Tired of being nice
Tired of being taken for granted
They say do something good
Forgotten and unappreciated
Do something bad
They almost got it printed
What's good in doing good when it doesn't seem right
It's not about self-gain and whatnot
Just saying that one bad thing done, makes the million good things done wasted
So tell me, what's good in being that good
Talents, Intelligence, they all come with a great price
People support when you are beneficial
They congratulate, celebrate - not a single dot and shadow were there in tribulations
Its not about playing nice to please them
Sometimes we are just too much tired
To feel used, underappreciated, and taken for granted
Let alone be the bad guy when you make mistakes
Sometimes please consider that we are not AI's and generated machines
For once and all
We're human beings
Nov. 7, 2022
on my life's journey
not riding the waves alone-
it keeps my heart warm
blessed by my pets
their unconditional love-
it keeps my heart warm
nature’s many gifts
many songbirds and bright blooms-
it keeps my heart warm
holiday season
spending time with family-
it keeps my heart warm
friends and family
special people in my life-
it keeps my heart warm
7/28/19 (5 7 5 syllables checked on PS)
Writers' statement:
Life can be full of challenges, despair and tragedy. I try to focus on the positives, the gifts of every day life that can be easily forgotten or taken for granted. These gifts are special and they warm my heart and soul.
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