WHO WILL STAND TALL?

So much babble in my ears

A little from my peers

But most of it comes my way

From politicians who bark and bray

Promising this, promising that

Vacillating at the drop of a hat

Do it my way or else you'll suffer

Their own errors they buffer

Talking heads each and every one

Wanting selfish validation

For no apparent action.

Each standing at a podium

Ranting ad nauseam

So hard to make up my mind

Who is the one I'll find

That will be aligned

For the good of all

And yet stand tall?

 

© Mel Patterson, 11-19-11

SPIRE

When dawn arises from the midnight of my dreams

My eyes flicker open and I stretch with a wide yawn

The fleeting void of the night has vanished it seems

And with the arching of my back all slumber is gone.

Shuffling toward the aroma of morning's fresh brew

I'm revived and looking forward to the unfolding

Cloudless day of bright sun in the sky of azure blue

And I'm seeing the glories of nature unfolding.

I bask in this early morning contemplation

Marveling at the many faceted prisms of my mind

With thoughts spiraling to the most lofty meditation

To realms insatiably evolving I am inclined.

The hour has come to snap out of my ethereal flight

Rein in the thin thread of my thought and my desire

And reluctantly be about the work I early fight

Preferring loftier heights to which I aspire

And when duties' done I may acquire

A higher spire.

© Mel Patterson, 11-17-11



MY FACE !

It is said no pain, no gain.
If this is true why feign,
hiding tears that rain
down my face!
It's no disgrace to cry
And wonder why
I sob and moan
and suffer alone.

Pain is subjective at best
It needs to reach its' crest
Wailing I detest
On my face!
Finally the crying stops
My heart flip-flops,
My soul has flown
My spirit has grown.

© Mel Patterson, 11-13-11

MITT and APRON

 

The 22 pound turkey was roasting

And inwardly I was boasting

...but....

Its' spilled juices were hot;

I simply had to blot!

 

I flung off my red oven mitt ablaze with fire;

I stomped on it hard, my need dire.

 

Then noticed other flames - Holy Moly!

Why didn't I choose to serve Bertoli!

 

I ran to the sink my apron enflamed

Ran the water - Whew! I exclaimed.

 

I calmly trod into the family room

Fire put out, there was no fume.

 

Everyone sat with eyes agape;

We all laughed for heaven's sake.

 

A charred hole was visible to each eye;

The apron and the mitt the tale did bely.

 

A roar of laughter sprung from their guts

At the expense of this silly ole dumb klutz.

 

The smile this evokes when I remember

My apron and mitt became an ember

On Thanksgiving Holiday that November.

© Mel Patterson, 11-10-11



71

How did I ever get to be seventy one?

When did I get to weigh almost a ton?

How is it my wrinkles have wrinkles?

Why do I have a back that now crinkles?

Who is that old lady in my mirror?

If it's me I think I need a beer!

Why do I have the spirit of a teen

But my hearing is no longer keen?

I am no longer speed-walking

My feet really are squawking.

I now have a middle-aged spread

And my ample bottom feels like lead.

This little ditty is penned in jest

To make you smile is my quest

The cycles of my own life amuse me

Of being silly you may accuse me.

Now that I have lived all of these years

I think I'll have just as many beers

To allay all of my fears,

Stave off life's mournful tears

and bring on lots of happy cheers!

Wooo HOOOO !!!

© Mel Patterson, 10-25-11

YESTERDAY

As this 2 o'clock hour plays upon my mind;
Yesterday's events were one of a kind...
What thoughts do I find?

Well, Yesterday...

I stretched by my window and saw the sun in the azure sky;
A few huge puffy white clouds were gliding by
And I breathed a peaceful sigh.

My hot coffee tasted extra good as I sat in my easy chair
Opened my prayer book and read with great care
Knowing and believing full well God was right there.

Yesterday I took advantage of a gift given to me
By one of my daughters, from Christmas you see;
It was a refreshing relaxing facial and felt heavenly.

With the car windows open, breezes blowing my hair
Tranquility drowned out a bit by the traffic there.
Yet it was a great day and I said a thankful prayer.

Ran into an old friend at an outdoor shopping mall;
We exchanged phone numbers and she promised to call.
Then and there another one of my daughters we saw.

We are empty nesters now, all five are married
Sometimes I wonder how much I was harried
As we pulled together in the load we carried.

It was all worth it to see them settled
Now with families of their own
So glad we never meddled
Family love has grown.
Thanks be to God, Alone!

Yesterday was lovely
I don't mind being up late
It's getting up at 7 ~ I'll not anticipate.

Good Night!


Mel Patterson, 7-16-11

FACING A CHALLENGE

When faced with a challenge

We swiftly want to flee

From making a decision

To move or cop a plea.

Is it better to go with it or wait

As life quickly passes by

Or better to hesitate

Bewailing our fate, not try?

Deciding to move ahead or not

Making a list of cons and pros

Helps make it easier to discern

Keeping us on our toes.

So, if we go or if we stay

Is not really wrong or right

It is simply a matter of choice

Of fight or flight in hindsight.

By Mel Patterson, 7-13-11