Boys and the Blues

Boys and the Blues

2 brothers,
In the same room,
Were tying their shoes.
Their daddy, in the next room,
Started playing the blues.

The boys started listening
And began to choose.
Considered the path
Paved for them, ready for them.
Took into consideration their own moods.

Boy 1 headed to the closet,
Pulled out a pair of his
Favorite boots.
Boy 2 danced around barefoot,
Wondered how he could lose.

No one, nothing could come between
Boy 1 and Boy 2.
These boys knew how to look beyond
Music and shoes.
Brothers, they were. Quite the two.

Maybe it was fate,
Possibly some sort of shoe muse,
That changed the way those boys
Walked through space that day.
The day those boys heard the blues.

“Where are they headed? What are they after?”

Look down at your own shoes!
We’re all just boys, making decisions,
With a daddy, in the next room, 
Playing the blues.

Prizes in the Mailbox

There was a parcel in the mailbox from a special friend today and I was so exicted to see the contents. I love keys and the decorative brass one that was sent will really add to my collection. Nothing like a nice reminder that somebody out there was thinking of you.  

Z

UPDATE:

Upon further inspection, it turns out that the key is also a corkcrew and bottle opener. I was playing around with it and realized that the top turned and there is more to this piece than meets the eye. I texted my friend and she had no idea. So exciting!


Fog Arrives

Morning Fog 01/04/17 – Valdosta, GA

When the fog arrives
On the way to a goal,
Find faith and remember
To give it a go:
Look toward your light,
The reminder you know.
A peace will come;
The feeling will grow.
For, when the fog clears
And the burden subsides,
Strength will be revealed
Where lightness resides.

Interesting Anagram

I saw something similar to the above image recently and thought it was interesting and definitely something I have never noticed before about the two words. I find value in both speaking and listening and think the two can be done simultaneously, but sometimes a great treasure does come from finding a certain silence and I am on board with having more of that in my life. Hoping for a wonderful 2017!

Z

 

Give In

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July 2014 in Prospect Park

Give In 

When you’ve become the same old song and dance,
A different costume on a different stage,
Maybe you need to take a deep breath again,
Find a new you, and begin again.

Is it worse to stay on a sinking ship
Or to be a person who gave it all up too soon?
A difficult question,
When you have white teeth and red lips
That can light up any room.

Directors will tell you to ease up,
Relax
Sometimes, tension is your body’s way of saying,
“Hon, it’s time to let it go.”

Fa la la la
Boo doo bee doo
Time to hang up the ol’ hat
And get a new ’do.

“Never give up”
Is all that you hear each day
But, do give in to taking a bow,
When it is you you are winning —
At the end of the play.

 

12.06

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Swimming in Negril

12.06

Taxi on the Brooklyn Bridge
Suitcase in the trunk
Carrying what was left of me
On a trip I had to take

Leaving home ain’t easy
Never a fun decision to make
But, made it was on 12.06
A year ago today

Where are you headed, Mr.?
Where will the road lead?
Cars can only take you so far,
Only go a certain speed
Where are you headed, Mr.?
This deal you have to seal
Could leave you different, in the end
So, now, how do you feel?

Visits back to the city
Have kept my heart upbeat
Faces I can only bare to miss so long
The streets I kiss leave me afraid to blink

Where I was a year ago
Gives perspective, when I stop to think
Of judging not where I am today
Rather, looking back to really see

Never can go back
Swimming ahead is all there is 
My arms can always paddle
When I wish to get away
Away is every place I reach
That’s the story, at least, today

Where are you headed, Mr.?
Where will the road lead?
Cars can only take you so far,
Only go a certain speed
Where are you headed, Mr.?
This deal you have to seal
Could leave you different, in the end
So, now, how do you feel?