29 Friday Apr 2016
Posted in Inspiration, Philosophy
Knock on any door in the World,
and you may find yourself in
The Atacama Desert of Chile
where ne’er a teardrop falls,
Or at Victoria Falls in Africa,
where cascades of tears gush.
You may meet a Tasmanian devil
dervishly clearing out the past
Or a three-toed sloth,
waiting for future to come.
Knock and enter many doors;
experience the worlds beyond,
For only then can you design
the world behind your door.
17 Tuesday Feb 2015
Posted in Humor, Nature, Poetic Challenges
There once was a widow from here
Who wanted to wander to there
But, oh the gas price
Rose not twice, ’twas trice!
So she settled for crackers and beer.
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There once was a plump, purplish plum
Who spent languorous days in the sun,
He shriveled and dried
Then rose up with pride,
And said, “Now I’m a prune, I must run.”
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Ah, the limerick challenge. Always such fun. With journey as a topic and alliteration as a device, I traveled in a couple of different ways.
2/16/15
22 Saturday Feb 2014
Posted in Health
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Traveling through life with a chronic illness brings challenges unknown to the chronically healthy. Those born with conditions accepted their limitations long before the newly chronically ill. I have yet to find my equilibrium, but I vow to continue to try.
I travel daily with Fibromyalgia,
My symptoms bag not always full,
But when I exceed my mileage,
Overloaded bags tip the scale.
I’m rescheduling my life’s journey
To include the trails I like best,
And when faced with a difficult path,
I’ll slow, take a day at a time.
Choices are not easy to make,
Disappointment occasionally comes,
But I’d rather be traveling light
Than heavy-laden, unable to go.
Phyllis Moorman 