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Exquisite is a word I often use
To express beauty so profuse
Odes composed delightfully bespeak
The elegant curve of a baby’s cheek
Or architecture so well crafted
Superb, excellent, well fashioned
What of the first snowfall of the year
Fragile, delicate yet fills us with cheer
The beauty found in friendships dear
Overflowing with joy and great cheer
A piece of poetry or a great read
Touching our heart filling a need
Much in our world can be found
So exquisite and yet so profound
Recreational by Aaron Krauss November Songs
This is a song about regrets and taking responsibility especially when there are doubts. Leaving when it’s over because it’s better.
There was so much that should be said
This isn’t at all what was intended
Even though you were right beside me
Your love shining ever brightly
I couldn’t see you for the forest
For in my life I was but a tourist
My heart belonged to another
I never meant to make you suffer
I didn’t realize you were the rebound
Or another I would have found
We talked about hopes dreams beliefs
All the while from your lips dripped deceit
You should have walked long ago
Your fake love not on any other bestow
Get your head on straight
Before you open loves gate
So your heart full with love you could give
And each of you thereby happily live
The joy that was meant to be
Shared intensely earnestly
A word of beauty, strength, solidarity and hope. For together we have weathered all manner of storms. As one we are strong, together we are mighty! This vigil of life we undertake, and whether daily or nightly, we offer protection and sanctuary to those we love. Understanding abounds when we face the onslaught of all that comes our way. We clap our hands tightly and hold firm so any attack seen or not, we quelled. The unity in this word binds us together as one. Nothing shall stay the love we hold dear. Job changes aplenty would frighten many, but not us, they were cause for celebration. Together we have gained perspective and appreciation for all the sacrifice and pleasure we attained.
As one we are strong, together we are mighty
This vigil we undertake, whether daily or nightly
To offer protection to those we love
An umbrella of devotion up above
Our clasped hands tight and firmly held
An onslaught though unseen we quelled
Jobs changes and relocations
Became delightful celebrations
Together we have gained perspective
Strength solidarity and hope were not elective
Summed up by appreciation and affection
Our life a wonderful reflection
Of what we can share and accomplish, together.
Once an old growth tree had stood
Amid a forest of mighty softwood
We peered at that tree and carved our initials
That made it perfect and oh so official
We were a mighty duo of two
My best friend and I would pursue
Adventure aplenty whether close or afar
Giggling joking dividing a candy bar
Sharing laughter and tears and so much more
Underneath the tree down by the shore
Sadly my gaze fell upon the exact spot
Of that precious tree and memories sought
Slowly I worked my way there
The place was empty my tree nowhere
Heartbroken I looked all round
It was gone, with emptiness profound
I sat upon all that was left
Feeling completely bereft
Nothing remained but a tree stump
My throat ached with a huge lump
For it our beloved tree was now gone
As was my dearest friend once called upon
To run and scamper and play all about
Shows and theatre we would act out
Memories special sweet and so dear
Carved like initials, in my mind so clear
Though the tree might be gone
My recollections were forever strong.
For some a sandwich is not a meal
It holds you over until something real
Others see it as very special
Two pieces of bread on which to nestle
A mighty combo piled so high
A bevy of food stacked on rye
Deli shops will have your mouth water
The aroma hits your nostrils and in you saunter
Choices so delicious and fresh
It’s difficult to know what’s best
Ah tomorrow’s another day
In which to try another entree
For now I consume that so delicious
A mouthful of joy nothing capricious
Heaven captured on bread
Oh and add a little spread.
My day is not quite complete
Without this my exquisite treat.
Twas late, with shadows all round
Crunchy leaves lay on the ground
I pulled my coat close feeling the bite
The first signs of Autumn amid starlight
I set my gaze upon the ink black sky
Not a soul to be found anywhere near by
My delight was surely complete
As the heavens glowed I took a seat
Far above twinkle a myriad stars
Some seemed close and others so far
A delightful conversation above
Perhaps a gentle whisper of love
Many declarations bold and bright
Proclaimed so proudly in twinkling light
If only I could understand the language they spoke
Perhaps a story of innocence bespoke
Stories as ancient as the passing of time
Captured then displayed so sublime
Perhaps they twinkle a whisper of things yet to come
A symphony of music joyous and welcome
A feast for our eyes to behold
As many stories before us unfold.
I have to say, the first thing that popped into my head was “plop plop fizz fizz oh what a relief it is”. I’m astounded that song still resonates with so many; as ad campaigns go, that one is impressive simply because of it’s longevity.
What is there to say about plop?
It’s a word that rhymes with flop?
Perhaps because it is unique.
It has little use so to speak.
It’s not the first word that pops into your head
Unless suddenly drops start to fall on your bed.
A comical little word
Both cute and absurd
But it always brings a smile
That lasts a little while.
The end. My contribution to the word of the day as I snicker and smile.
The storm unleashed dark clouds and blackened sky
Fierce is it’s exhibition, do we stay or run away
Suddenly entranced by it’s power now unleashed
Mighty winds and broiling clouds bearing down from north-east
We are held spell bound as we witnessed the glory
Waves crashing upon the shore restless full of fury
Sounds of thunder and lightening rend the air
We watch in awe, we stand, we stare
How fierce how powerful how unexpected
Arms open wide, face to the sky we welcome unaffected
The rain that falls to land with delightful fierceness
The storm has some how managed to release us
Free from burdens too long carried
We return from whence we came unhurried
“You can’t see the forest for the trees!” “It’s as plain as the nose on your face!”
Haven’t we all encountered situations that weren’t all that obvious? The answers we sought might have been “obvious” to everyone else, but certainly weren’t to us. We pondered, thought, questioned,lamented often aggrieved we couldn’t or hadn’t reached a conclusion which seemed so apparent to everyone else.
It’s as obvious as the nose on your face
I know what I would do if I were in your place
Then tell me what am I missing
It is completely astoundingly aggravating
The solution that i seek
Out of reach and oblique
Please tell me what I should do
Which way to turn to get through
The journey to discovery
Although part of the recovery
Never simple easy or comfortable
I want the answer without preamble
Alone and quiet without an audience
You will find that which is obvious
My thoughts on Fifty!
Fifty an age among many, that hopefully will come and go.
Where reason and wisdom reside and maturity shall flow?
Oh right, Fifty Shades of Grey, I’ve heard about that
The silver luster in my hair now covered by a slouch hat!
Song and ballads and poems galore
Bout couples gliding across the dance floor
Eloquent and graceful together they float
As I settle down on the sofa in pj’s and old housecoat
Ah yes, the golden years, touted as being all that
Silly me juggling cane and coffee like an acrobat
Still isn’t age just mind over matter
And if you don’t mind it doesn’t matter
Oh great words of wisdom from me how amusing
Cause quite frankly, between you and me, I got nothing!