Poetry 101 - Choices

I wrote this during a period when I knew that I had to make some dramatic changes in my life and I knew that many choices had to be made. Only God knows whether I made the right ones. I certainly don't.

I apologize to anyone who may be offended by my choice of words.

CHOICES

life is full of choices
advised by many voices.

should we laugh or should we cry
should we shout or should we sigh.

shall we rise or stay in bed
live by heart or by head.

eat our food sweet or tart
suffer pain or let a fart.

do we walk or will we run
making choices is no fun.

will we sleep or lust this night
bake a cake or fly a kite.

go to school or play some pool
make wrong choices play the fool.

will we dress or naked stay
make a choice straight or gay.

all day long i strive to see
what choices are alright for me.

The old guy
11 mar 2001

thanks for listening....the old guy

Poetry 101 - The Lonely Mailbox

I wrote this for myself one day while I was on my pity pot waiting for a letter from a friend.

I now dedicate it to all of our servicemen and women and to those at home who wait anxiously for mail.

in my front yard there sits an object so forlorn
it very often wonders why that it was ever born

every day it stands & waits its door is always open
and deep inside its metal hide its heart is always hopin'

it knows that somewhere out in space a missive is enroute
someday soon it will arrive and slide right down its chute

but alas it seems as if that day will never come
But if it does there is no doubt that it will really hum

every day i speak to it and bid it not to cry
i tell it that our friend will write and that is not a lie

now the man has stopped in front he's looking in his bag
he looks at us and shakes his head our spirits they do sag

where are the words That we have waited long for
the news that she's still happy & that her spirits soar

when they do come the little mailbox sitting all alone
will sing and dance and leap about never more to moan.

More from the old guy

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