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Stan Czar Poem
Be they pictures by inspection
Or simply my recollection,
I keep close to me and true
Memories of me and you.
Somewhere in the past, we met
Sometime. I cannot forget
Your impact ever since on me
As if we were two if by sea.
Times with you of fun and laughter...
Something I do not chase after.
This is because I hold high
Memories of you and I.
Recently or gone a while...
Looking back, they make me smile.
What we had and shared together...
Like we were birds of a feather.
Experiences shared with you...
Past times - conversations too.
While some end up left behind,
Most stand out inside my mind.
Moments of which are unique
Whenever I may choose to seek...
Drawing on our instance had
To make good out of bad or sad.
Life goes quickly and is short...
Another one cannot be bought.
Whether we may keep in touch
Often or even not as much,
We can plan to meet once more...
Whenever, wherever, to explore
The chance of you and me to be
And make another memory.
Copyright © Stan Czar | Year Posted 2024
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Stan Czar Poem
The input of two expected by one
Does not guarantee a job will get done.
It may have them moving on the double...
But often, it only leads to trouble.
Corners are cut to accommodate for
A lack of resources, when indeed more
Are needed for the desired outcome...
Yet, this is predicted - as well as some.
Take for example, a common workplace
Where big is expected in a small space.
"You will do this complete with abuses...
...there are no buts, what ifs or excuses!"
Jimi Hendrix once sang "if 6 was 9"...
And to an employer, this would be fine.
But then if six people should do nine's work,
Things would eventually get berzerk.
The rush would be on from the beginning
As the team strives with all thoughts of winning.
But just as things seem to be going swell,
More and more duties are added as well.
Each one contributing as a factor
Towards time given... playing subtractor.
As the speed of the group goes faster still,
Aspects of safety are little to nil.
Sudden injury would not be funny,
Nor would it save any time or money.
But always, there is the chance of a risk
Taken when given a pace more than brisk.
Great expectations when allocated
Should be looked over and compensated.
What is assigned is never completed
When its necessities are depleted.
Copyright © Stan Czar | Year Posted 2024
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I ask you to hear your answer...
Are you a lover or a dancer?
Maybe you are both - but then
What am I getting at when
I say this question? Picture this...
Those who would not want to miss
The chance to gather - be they mild
Or the ones who are more wild.
Lovers sit and raise their glasses
As the dancers make their passes.
One expresses with their lips
While the other shakes their hips.
The former sip - the latter take...
Drinking, using, as they make
From tables and upon the floor
An atmosphere like none before.
Lovers, dancers - both employ
What it is which they enjoy.
Are you one or both of them?
Shine on - for you are a gem.
Copyright © Stan Czar | Year Posted 2024
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