Foo is an intentionally meaningless placeholder word often used in computer programming... Why have only one When two will nicely do Filling life up With things that are not You Foo
How Are You?
Am I sad? Am I glad? Am I somewhere in between? I don’t know Actually Because I’ve been numbed by the anesthetic The analgesic properties Of Netflix Brit Box Amazon Prime Disney Plus and DZone You too? How are you?
Skating
Forgiveness is easy Like skating on glass If you don’t peer to closely At the wrong But If you gaze long and hard And consider all the stuff You might go crashing through the surface And Drown
Little Magpie
Good morning little magpie Up on the chimney Miraculous that you can fly At minus 33
Sully
Sully transitive verb: to make soiled or tarnished : DEFILE Please do not Sully Sully With The demand For Rights The preoccupation with being Right The squeezing so far over to the Right That love joy peace patience kindness goodness faithfulness gentleness self-control Flee (being no room for them an’ all) Please do not Sully Him Make Him Unrecognizable So soiled So tarnished Defiled By Self (ME MY I MINE) Rightness Please do not Sully Him With That
Merry Christmas!
Taking a wee break to rest, reflect and celebrate Christmas May you be reminded of His deep and personal love for you this season. Peace and grace to you from Jesus on your way. Warmly, Colleen
See You In The Funny Papers
I miss the days Of daily newspapers and three channels on tv and two (mainly) on the radio I miss the days When everyone mostly said and read the heard the same thing I miss the days Of reading the Saskatoon Star Phoenix And the Snap and crinkle and woosh and sigh Of the paper being read I miss the days Of friendliness When everyone was listening to the same voices (mostly) And laughing at the same jokes I miss the days Of daily cartoons (the best ones ending up on the fridge or the bulletin board at work) I miss the weekend funny papers And racing to see them first I miss the days When 'See you in the funny papers' Meant something Don't you?
Abrasive
When the world is too Abrasive Cold Hard Mean Rude Cranky Frustrating Annoying Sad/Bad The invitation is always there (always) To crawl up on into Poppa’s lap And rest awhile Awhile
Hysterectomy
The searing heat sneaks up Surprises Roils to a peak And recedes Leaving me Tired And worn And wet And weak This poor bodies response to the loss of something core To who I am/was Its manifestation of Grief I’m sorry dear body I’m sorry I didn’t know what else to do You know as well as I that I Was Bleeding To Death Forgive me dear body Forgive me and Let’s find peace For you Again
I Dreamt Of You
I dreamt of you I dreamt of me You arrived welcome (but uninvited) I called (fearful) Beckoned (hopeful) come join us And You entered (but) Stiff Arms yet folded tight across your chest a Vain shield around your cold hurt embittered heart (I’m sad for you I’m sad for me) Come Lord Jesus Come Heal Restore Renew Make New As Only You Can Do I'll wait Am waiting Will wait For You