Open Door
The door was left open and
A myriad of ideas
Wandered in…
An open mind attracts
New concepts and
Revamps valuable
Artifacts.
Like the
Tide which
Ebbs and
Flows,
Giving and
Taking
Flotsam and
Jetsam.
An open mind,
Like the ocean,
Isn’t stagnant
But in perpetual
Motion.© 2021 Jean Martin
Sit Alone
There are things you see when you sit alone,
That are personal and only you own.
Like your plans and your schemes,
Your wishes and your dreams.
These visions amplify,
When viewed by your mind’s eye.
You can see them unfold.
Your brain is your creativity stronghold.
Nobody but you knows the extent of these powers,
In order to access them, you need some solitary hours.
We all need to recharge in a private place.
We need to give our intellect some growing space.
We all have that special spot,
That allows our own freedom of thought.
Without these moments of isolation,
We will suffer cognitive stagnation.
Make a private oath,
That you will take exclusive time for personal growth.© 2018 Jean Martin.
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Miscues
In a world
Where the
Moral compass
Is askew
The young
Often receive
Miscues
Watching
Role models
Engaging
In illegal and
Immoral debacles.
Beware venerable
Generations
Are you building
Weak and
Corrupt
Foundations?
A future, global fiasco
Results from
What you now sow.© 2021 Jean Martin
Omnipotent
I’ll always
Covet the
Freedom of
The mighty
Universe.
Time, space &
Distance it
Can traverse.
Nothing is
Beyond
Its control,
Wrapped up
In its essence
Is humanity’s
Whole soul.
It contains all,
Not a thing does
It miss.
Omnipotent forever,
Its mysterious
Abyss.© 2021 Jean Martin
Grab The Moon
Throw worry
Out the window…
This is the
One life
You get
Don’t spend it
Wrapped up
In fret.
Don’t miss
Any opportunity
Due to worry’s
Ambiguity.
Enjoy each
Day’s
Surprise.
Seize the
Sunrise,
Savour the
Morning &
Afternoon.
Sunset arrives
Soon…
So get
Ready to
Grab the moon!© 2021 Jean Martin
Your Shoulder
Without you
Joy subsides,
Within your
Encouragement
My inspiration
Did reside.
New days may
Dawn and
I, too, may
Continue to
Carry on
But, my love,
After all
These years
The echo
Of courage
Disappears.
Together we
Were strong,
Your shoulder
For a lifetime
I leaned on.© 2021 Jean Martin
Dynamite Moments
Life is
Punctuated
With dynamite
Moments,
Those blasts of
Great joys and
Torments.
These intervals
Explode
During the
Humdrum and
Mundane.
After the explosions
Life is never
The same.
Such
Momentary
Spasms
Infuse life
With enthusiasm,
Every life
Changed by
Some Big Bang!© 2021 Jean Martin
Almost
The thing
About “almost”
Is it’s never
Quite there.
Too many
“Almosts” wind up
Equaling despair.
Almost is a word
Describing a
Life diminished.
Almost isn’t enough.
Almost doesn’t finish.
Almost means undone.
Don’t settle for almost or
That’s what everything
Will become.© 2021 Jean Martin
Linking The Past, The Present and The Future https://aimlesspalaver.wordpress.com/2021/07/07/linking-the-past-the-present-and-the-future
From this seed, I was born
Touch of salt water &
My soul did alter.
Beaches with rolling waves
Is what my essence craves.
I’m a beachcomber collecting
Driftwood & debris deposited
On the shore by the sea.
Flotsam & jetsam
Treasures to me.
A scavenger I’ll always be.© 2021 Jean Martin
#beachcomber #flotsamandjetsam
A short story written by a beachcomber:Driftwood https://niente1.wordpress.com/2019/06/26/driftwood/ via @wordpressdotcom
