Father, please
Watch over me
When I sleep
At night
Because I have
A hard time falling
Asleep
Every single night
I used to go to bed
Late every night
Also, I wasn't getting enough
Sleep, my father
Also, I was waking up tired
Every single morning
I also felt like going back
To bed and sleeping in
During the morning
But father I never did that
Because I would not sleep
During the night
So I stay up during the day
Yawning also non stop
That was awful
That was happening to me
I must tell you, father
That I was also having a hard time
Staying awake during the day
I must change my bed scheduled
And go to sleep earlier every
Single night
So I can get a proper night's sleep
Every single night
I believe that will work well
For me my father
Also, I am not lying to you
My father
I am telling you also the truth
Father tomorrow will be anotherday
The day that I will welcome
Into my life
Also, I will wake up early
So that I can start my day early
Another spring
Counting rings
No longer dark
Dog days wait, for their bark
Signaling life has been in bloom
And soon
A beautiful reality will arrive
You do not really die
Glorious sunshine
Photosynthesis dines
Fed well
From nature's magic spell
Can't you tell?
Arbor figure matures
Always sure
About wilderness’ door
No one ignores
Relaxed, whistling tunes
Branches dance and swoon
Turning everything green
Shade is an escape dream
Then things turn
Brown and burn
Chilling breeze sighs
Giving a ride
To the foliage who occupy
Twigs ready to say goodbye
Fall scheduled to begin
Giving the end
A win
Low temperatures chattering bite
Haunting the cool night
Crumbled leafs descend
Crinkling no bend
Completing their beauty rein
Realizing it's just a plants game
Meeting with the rake
Realizing the bag is ready to take
Them to the disposable bin
No need to call a next of kin
Since they will be shred
Rip and dead
Until spring
And another ring
Appears
Exclaiming the tree is here
Giving a reason
To celebrate each season
Letting the seeds
Do their deed
And grow more trees
Anthony Bianco / Tie Dye in July
~~~
Find fairies in January
learn fae contrary ~
Sword perry in February
effective thrusts vary ~
Fertilize yards in March
battle patches sparse ~
Plant maples in April
tree growth enable ~
Inhale nature in May
gorgeous green display ~
Write tunes in June
serenade listening moon ~
Tie dye in July
before fireworks fly ~
Keep promises in August
reinforce your honest ~
Pile leaves in September
jumpers seek center ~
Groom Rover in October
unbearable canine odor ~
Prepare turkey in November
calendar scheduled attender ~
Feel elfish all December
Santa’s toy assembler ~
~~~
Part 1
So, the Old Cat and I were talking this morning. We were in the kitchen. No one else was awake. I was enjoying my first cuppa and he was grooming. We came to the conclusion that Life Is What It Is: Run like mad from the oncoming freight train, and never neglect a nice spot of sunshine.
Part 2
Death is a freight train
hauling cargo to the afterlife~
your ticket is punched,
your departure is scheduled.
Part 3
Let us drink from the waters of forgetfulness
On the shores of the Lethe,
Nearby waits the place of which philosophers spoke
Grasping for the eternal cosmos of being;
Everlasting existence without ego,
Vanity is vanquished when shedding the mortal coil
In-between what was and what is to come~
Transforming into glorious light,
Yearning to be free.
Time, you demented coot! You roam at night
Down hallways, hoping neglected rooms might
Remind you what it is you’re looking for
Though now forgotten in empty drawers.
“I know a something’s here somewhere, but,
Damn, if I could just remember what.”
You mutter, “Perhaps something I should wear
Though I can’t remember for what affair?”
Next morning, anxious, you inquire,
“When must I dress and what else required?”
I check the calendar, and to Time I say,
“There is nothing scheduled for your day.”
I’m too young and too happy
according to my ‘infectious agents’ professor
and is he ever wrong?
Four of us pressurized med-school freshmen
(Chloé, Emma, Léah, and I) who have become
fast friends, were twisted together in a seated circle,
laughing, cutting up and sharing our deepest thoughts
as the TAs handed back several quizzes that had been
slowly and torturously graded over the past month.
Isn’t it bad enough that studies have reordered us,
and made our days and nights as one?
Must we also wear our spirits low? We cannot.
Humor is our gentle requital
Laughter is the impossibility powerful sound
that slays worry and common sense
That educated man may spend his authority as he wishes
but well-timed delights can’t always be scheduled.
.
.
Songs for this:
Me & You by HONNE
Jamirobeegees Mashup by Pomplamoose
.
.
He said "you're too young and too happy" with a twinkly smile
but I treated it seriously in this poem. ??
The first full moon of spring 2026 will be tonight
- It is called the special Pink Moon -
Bu it is also the 1st 10 day mission of men to the moon
- Since 1972 -
The peak of the full moon is scheduled for 10:12 PM
There is a chance to view it if you look to the East
The color isn't pink, but relates to spring flowers
- How sweet is that- ?
It is one of my favorite colors, delicate and peaceful
The moon has led us with light through the darkness
It has moved the tides in the large, caressing sea
It has always been the inspiration for many poems
- and here is another one to be -
Heidi Sands
4/1/26
(C)opyright
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
How may I utilise ? How to manage ?
'Some' fixed deposit : but amount not shown.
Quality 'Time' how may I arrange ?
Only possible approach not to waste.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
Spending every moment on work at best.
Time is passing continuous and flown.
'Money' can be earned, but 'Time' can't be grown.
Time flying forever, won't come again.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
'Money' I can lose, also to regain.
Most valueable currency is 'Time'.
Honouring each second , not be blown.
Precious gift of Nature : Need is prime.
Total 'Time' scheduled for life is unknown !
The ghostly boys’ trio was scheduled to sing in the town square
It was a terrific October evening, there was spirit in the air
Those of us who could see them could be counted on one hand
Accompanying them was an invisible but wonderful Mariachi band
Others heard music and looked to the gazebo with a smile and a laugh.
No one was startled, this was what happens in Salem by half.
We expect to see the unusual here, it is part of our legacy.
We were the ones who crucified young girls as witches, you see.
True Story
Greyhound Bus
Driver and passengers
Scheduled destination
Alabama to Tennessee
Highway fate
Skies rage
Tornado formed
Wind blew
Cars were maneuvering in all kinds of directions, but no collisions with the Greyhound bus
Everything tossed around like unwanted toys
Warning came
The Greyhound bus Driver and passengers found themselves inside the Tornado with such force
Almost like a Wizard of Oz adventure only more alarming
No one expected with such impact of velocity
Heaven’s reality check
The Greyhound Bus turning around, side to side and upside down
The bus remained in tack and only damage were cracks in the window which didn’t break
Immediately, The Greyhound Bus was descending down at a swing pace, but once reaching the ground, it was carefully put down
Only minor bruises among the passengers and Driver
No lives loss only survival through the ordeal
Miraculous through it all
A baby was aboard, but no scratches nor any wound
Heaven being the survival kit
Driver and passengers being eyewitnesses
God’s gift of life
Taking nothing for granted ever
Only glory being the story
Raspberry rubies drip from her lips
My mush-mouth tongue drops to the ground
Girlish giggles as she sashays hips
Gearhead's freight train drowns out all sound
Damn the torpedoes, full steam ahead
This wreck scheduled to arrive and shine
She flips the switch on the tracks instead
Breakheart Pass skips a worn-out line
the queen’s dictionary was missing and we were all a’buzz
call out the national guard, alert the mayor, phone the fuzz
the drones were putting themselves into harm’s way
how will we write sentences or spell anything today?
The worker bees were irritated and went off in a swarm
You are hot, you are cold, you are near, you are warm!”
These hints were yelled out by a wasp who never liked us.
He was a mean little critter, who was misleading my cousin Gus.
Gus is a drone. He was trying to organize a posse to help find
The dictionary of the queen, he was looking for a bee with a mind
Many bees had let their dendrites go, they did not use their heads.
Pollenating is what they did until they fell into their honeycomb beds.
Come on guys, I said, I am scheduled to become the new queen.
I had hidden her dictionary, I know this sounds rather mean.
But I have to get her angry enough to fly off, to leave the hive.
I plan to wear my new majestic crown by a quarter to five.
Air Force general office
General document call
Wing general
General wing at hand
Constitutional allowance of print exam
In history we are where in civilization
Urban Structure Inspection
Fail
Instruction to add
The generals attorneys must approach American diction to resign civil unrest.
Attorney General to Forward Admiral
Forward Admiral to General Reserve
General Assembly
Before
Reconvening
Treasury
Obstructing mailbox
Requisition order for reinstitution of mailbox
In the issue of "sermons and titles" in loss
Perhaps draft able language of this nature
Please requests to defer scheduled
Appointment and disjourn justice.
Appointment may not be controlled.
This is again violation of rights. Also
Furthering evidence of consistent
Disregard for equality in attitude and
Unanimity of action in attempt of
Coercion
Wills to turn around discussion, dialogue
To the tuned laws legal availability
Thus document owners are not deprived of "housing" control and ownership of speech and speeches of said document(s) currently committed in clerical error
When your heart and your head
Have a major disagreement,
Which body part should win?
Certainly not in every case,
But in 2020, my heart won.
Two of our dearest friends offered a gift to my
wife and me. My wife immediately consented
Without question, to the opportunity to go on an
All expenses paid cruise. I immediately said "No"
With my head, but I could not find the heart within
Me to say anything but "Yes".
Our friends had gone on 29 cruises and wanted
To share one of their greatest joys with us. Indeed,
I have what we call a bucket list, but going on an
Ocean cruise is not on my bucket list.
I confess that there was a secret war being waged
Between my head and my heart. With my calculating
head, I was losing one of the biggest conflicts of my life.
Moreover, by consenting to accept the gift, I learned
Experientially, a great lesson about selflessness.
Due to circumstances related to the COVID-19 virus,
The government canceled the scheduled cruise.
Notwithstanding, the heart of our dearest friends will
Forever have a special place in our hearts.
Am I walking through Ways of Providence ?
or walking just to struggle on my own !
I am confused , also amused to sense
reality ! Am I guided or lone ?
Are pre- scheduled all the happenstances !
Am I instructed by Divine Power ?
Is there a supreme strength to embower ?
Or, I surrender to circumstances !
Does Divine Guidance fabricate my fate ?
Then life will turn purposeless - meaningless.
No use of brain -mind-soul to navigate.
Just to be flooded , careful or careless.
How can you define , what is Providence ?
It's Supremacy in your soul to stay.
On Moral Values , carry Reverence.
Ways of Providence will be shown, I say.
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