I'll loan you my own plugged nickel
if you have a red cent I may borrow
but swallow a dollar today
and you'll be passing the buck tomorrow
My first recollection of life was "Hey Jude" on the car radio
I thought that was the coolest thing I'd ever heard
But at three years of age how much living have you really done
And from experiences what have I learned?
Looking through electric blue
Then I was ushered through The Seventies
Outside a world in turmoil, inside me a battle raged
As this introvert digested all that he's seen and heard
And at decade's end was coming of age
Still looking through electric blue
So came The Eighties and poser's dues were due
This dilettante joined an air band every Saturday night
Loved'em and left'em
Does that light have to be so bright?
Still looking through electric blue
Through the Nineties and as the Millennium approached
things seemed out of place
Kids seeing things through a kaleidoscope
A change of guard I suppose but I don't leave my post
willingly, but I do leave a legacy in my poem tome
Still looking through electric blue
I forgot to mention the most important event
And before I close it must be said
That even though one day I will die
I will not be dead
Now looking (with a new perspective) though electric blue
Darkness creeps in all around
When we forget the Source of life
The switch needs to be connected
To fill our world with light
For joy and peace to abound
We must be plugged to the Source
Otherwise, darkness will prevail
And our batteries of happiness deplete
For life to be alive and bright
Turn on the switch and get plugged in
Connect to the Source and be filled with light!
portholes
round by design
in sides of ships and planes
encircle scenes of sky and sea
plugged snug
I remember that wonderful moment
I was plugged into Net by provider;
After that remarkable instance
Real life - evanescent and fleeting.
A dream I had before summer:
"I should publish my poetry so I could become known forever!"
That precious dream went down the drain
The last idea I had in mind:
"I should take a cool shower so I could feel as scrumptious as ever!"
That foul idea plugged up the drain
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