Day: November 15, 2019

  
 Right now the dune grasses sing
 The notes come off as sun-flash
 Dancing in tune with the wind
 Nodding and glowing in noon time light
 Day just starting will soon be over
 Late fall answer to summer solstice
 No claims on me this day
 I have songs to sing
 Music waits for me
                                 to
 Put on my Fred Astaire's
  
 My melody comes from the horn
                                 of
 Grover Washington Jr., who, if nothing else,
 Echoes the beat of the breeze
 We keep everything in harmony here
 Nature is our ally, our soul-mate
 We look for signs and they are given
  
 Tamaracks tell us change comes in degrees:
 Still green are some; others ground brown
                                 and
 In between, the sun’s gift to us is
 The radiation of white, yellow, orange and gold
 No artist can match the choreography
 Canvases weep because they cannot hold
                                 this majesty
 The grasses still wave as though loving the dance
 When the sun settles in the west
 They will become a Technicolor production
 The wind whispers, too:
 Seasonal change at hand
 Prepare
 Give thanks
  
 By Stanski
 November 15, 2019

 Clutter in every direction
 causes forgetfulness 
 Something was in mind, 
 but now it is lost
 The excuse for the situation 
 becomes a horn-blowing
 Multi-tasking took one 
 on the wrong path and 
 like a fall to the ground 
 can be painful
  
 Oh, I wish for this again,
 it has been eighteen months 
 since I wished first, but 
 with no action taken 
 situations will remain the same 
 and all the wishing in the world 
 will not change this
 The apparent desire to be 
 mired in paperwork becomes 
 a cover for malfeasance 
  
 Stanski 
 November 14, 2019 ^ 

 Sometimes it’s funny, but
 then the same trip over
 the same shells will be painful 
 as it was the first time
 Short term memory?
 We forget.  Was it funny?
 Was it painful?
 Which stand do you take?
 Should you take a new direction?
 Look for more uniformity in condition?
 How can you remember this if
 you can’t remember that?
 Remembering or the inability to
 can be a self-serving proposition
 You can’t remember this, but
 you remember every detail of that
 Having it both ways seems arrogant
 Know what music to play
 The Pied Piper did
 Got rid of the rats
  
 Reality plays a different tune
 Truth cannot be altered 
 It is implied, maligned, slanted,
 Colored to your own benefit
 But it never changes
 You make it yours by twisting it
 Causing others to suffer
 because of your take on it
 Still it doesn’t change
 nor does it alter any and all good
 that preceded it
 The short termer can’t remember
 Isn’t that convenient?
 Why remember something that
 Supersedes the myth
 It takes away your position of power
 Sorry, I don’t play that game
 I’m not into power
 My choice is to serve
 Too bad for you and
 those who don’t understand
  
 Stanislaus Kuperski aka Stanski
 November 15, 2019 ^
   

 Why is it 
 that parents smile 
 at their children 
 when they 
 jump up and down 
 on the mattress 
 as shown on 
 the televised 
 commercials?
  
 Do they do it 
 at home?  
 Is it dangerous?
  
 Are your children 
 allowed to do this?
  
 Should we give 
 affirmation to this?  
  
 Just wondering
  
 Stanski 
 November 14, 2019 ^
   

 No amount of praise, 
 thanks and flattery, 
 will help heal the wounds 
 caused by deception, 
 incompetence and arrogance
  
 Those responsible 
 liked my music as 
 they would a songbirds 
 until the words 
 pointed out their malfeasance
  
 I sang out suggestions, 
 but they sounded off-key 
 and ran counter to 
 the comfort found 
 in their hoarder’s den 
  
 Little songbird flew away
 How sad; how sad
 I stopped singing
  
 Walked away 
 shaking my head 
 feeling weaker 
 because of another 
 hole in my heart
  
 Stanski
 November 14, 2019 ^ 

 I write, thinking about
 all the promises made,
 if only this or that happened.
 But when the happening takes place
 promises are forgotten 
 as though never made.
  
 What is the makeup of these people?
 Their constitution or ethics?
 Does anything have meaning?
 Is their life just make-believe?
  
 When approached they have excuses, 
 then renew their intentions, but 
 somehow nothing gets done and 
 one shrugs and walks away. 
 What was promised had meaning, 
 but then again no meaning.
  
 Life goes on; lessons are learned.
 Wisdom slowly becomes an ally.
 We are careful as we analyze requests 
 And advocate self-reliance. 
 Do not make commitments we can’t sustain 
 and keep a pulse on reality.
  
 Stanski
 November 14, 2019 ^
   

 Mixed up, perplexed, and trying to make it through
 I’m doing things by myself, but following someone else’s rules
 Not looking for accolades, they’re not helpful to my soul
 I want to help the other guy, but don’t want him to know
 I’ll try to stay in obscurity and let others have the light
 We need some of every kind if we are to succeed in our fight
  
 Everyone doesn’t see it this way and may not want to play
 We’re halfway through winter and they’re still doing July
 You accept all this because you know
 Sometimes people are a little slow
 Smoke and mirrors are fun all right
 But not the way to go
  
 We need some purpose
 Open up, it’s not your game to call
 Hang up the ego and get on board; 
 No need to make us fall
 Everyone has their own idea 
 And that’s okay with me
 We’ll play as a team. 
 On that I think agree
  
 Follow them in through the door they choose and
 Lead them out of the door they should take
 They are beginning to trust in you
 You are doing things for their sake
  
 As a silent partner, your presence is grand
 You’re leading everything except for the band
 There are others for that; let them take the bow
 It’s enough for you that, you showed them how
  
 Stanski
 November 14, 2019 ^