Sweetest spot of the week,
Akin to reaching Mt. Everest’s peak,
The day to kickstart the wind down,
Easing the daily grind and work frown,
Anticipating two days of leisure,
Respite from deadlines and pressure,
Whichever day of the week that day may be,
Friday is what I dub thee.
That day has come to mean
The beginning of the beguine*.
Boléro (Ravel) – André Rieu:
Image: C Mac
Good riddance to you!
Be kind, be well,
Make us love you . . .
[Listen to the brief but uplifting song below by Cabana Boy Q.]
X’mas 2020 (the song above):
Not so real
Pictures from a reel
This year’s Holiday feel.
Plates, silverware, and glassware shining bright,
Table all set, but no one to invite
To prevent a Covid-19 super spreader event,
Though feeling much discontent.
No great expectations this year;
Just a simple meal and tall glass of beer.
Side benefits to self-imposed quarantining —
Not doing massive cooking and cleaning.
Though most grateful to have technology
To spread my wishes and apology:
Sorry to say from miles away,
Have a ! Happy Thanksgiving Day
Feet on sand,
Sun on skin,
Eyes on sky,
Ocean spray on hair,
Summer is here to stay
Only for this weekend and one more day.
Recline in your favorite chair,
Grab a cold refreshment,
Remove the ‘honey-do’ list from your view,
Take the remote control,
Remember we love you always,
Every day and not just today,
Recognizing it’s ! Father’s Day
Age old beliefs of skin tone judging
Burrowed deep in values and teachings,
Inevitable repeating of past hurts and turmoil,
Leading tense situations to simmer, then boil.
Unity regarding skin deep beauty–
A fantasy outweighed by hate and cruelty.
Time to think differently,
And commit to true harmony,
Start with empathy,
Listen and learn continuously.
Look beyond the surface,
To realize healing and peace.
Cheers to the class of 2020 graduates,
From recipients of high school diplomas to doctorates,
Time to celebrate
The arrival of your commencement date.
Look forward to navigate
The paths you will create,
Finding ways to innovate,
As well as illuminate.
Pry, mates, and maintain your curiosity
To negate stagnation and ennui.
Be yourself instead of a wannabee.
Stamp your own legacy.
Hone your flexibility
To always have the ability
To exercise humility
And apply learned lessons with agility.
[ Dedicated to Trevlan – Man for Others]
To all those who mothered,
Whether yours or theirs,
Whether for years or months,
You were still there,
And that you gave your motherly touch
Is all that matters.
Happy Mother’s Day!
Coronavirus . . .
How I despise thee,
For thy unpredictability,
Mostly . . .
For causing economic instability
And excess mortality.