THE WAITING

 
 
 
 Those who abide will receive their award
 The philosophy of many learned people
 Follow in the footsteps of the strong,
 The righteous, the forgiving and the just
 Know that darkness will never overcome
 The sage remind us of the Sacred Light
 We must never adjust to idleness
 There is too much to do and time is short
 Many are waiting for our help
 Do we say yes to the call or just ignore
 Are we attentive to the world’s condition?
 Lovely cruises in warm climates sound great
 But feeding those suffering starvation feels good
 Inspect the condition about you
 What can you do to help improve it?
 If this is the road you wish to take, remember
 You must be strong and persevere because
 It is an uphill climb and when you get to the top
 You must realize that the journey has just begun
 Some, including myself, are on the edge of the end
 It would be easy to fold and walk away, but
 Prudence advises that you would become depressed
 You stay light and lively by giving of yourself
 The Sea of Galilee is green and full of life
 Trees, vines, flowers and shrubs grow abundantly 
 For every drop of water it receives, it gives back
 The same to the Jordan River which then flows to
 The Dead Sea where no life exists or could thrive
 Every drop of water it receives it keeps
 Where do you want to be?
 Angelic spirits must be your guide
 Open up and do what you know is right
 When looking back you will have no regrets
 Your home in the Kingdom will be waiting for you
  
 Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 20, 2021 ^ 

JUST WONDERING

 
 
 
 I wonder who these people are
 Working for us in Washington
 Truth seems not to matter
 Corruption puts them on the run
 Glory be they plead for money
 While taking payoffs behind the scene
 The set themselves up for a lifetime
 It must be a part of the American dream
 We give away our equity
 To projects foolish and vile
 And to countries against us
 Then expect us to smile
 They act pompous and righteous
 As though they really cared
 Control is really their main theme
 No regard if to the taxpayer it was fair
 A pauper becomes a millionaire
 Then strong – makes proclamations
 The oceans will be rising very soon, but
 Then buy million dollar estates on the Vineyard
 Must feel they are safeguarded by the moon
 From a country song come these words:
 "The moon could move oceans if it took the notion
 Make mountains tremble and rivers run dry"
 It cannot cancel culture or the level of the sea
 We cannot have our history rewritten
 Nor can we destroy out literature
 Mark Twain wrote the good book
 Will Huckleberry Finn survive?
 How can you celebrate Fidel Castro?
 He killed hundreds of thousands of protestors
 I wonder who these people are
 Who dance in the moon light
  
 Stanski
 January 19, 2021 ^
  
   

THINGS WE KNOW OR SHOULD KNOW

 
 
 

 There will be a time when
 Wheat will be separated from chaff
 While the wheat is stored
 The chaff will be burned
 So it is with mankind
 We will hear weeping and
 The gnashing of teeth
 It will be too late
 We all have our chances
 Have learned right from wrong
 Have at least been taught or heard
 That we should be humble, not arrogant
 That it is better to serve than be served
 Give of yourself to others
 This is idealism for sure
 But a beautiful way to live
 Those who deny will live the high life
 But there is an unwritten cost for this
 Who will be the collector of the toll?
 We find out when we pass through the gate
 Until then it would be wise
 To do what we have been instructed to
 So easy and still quite difficult
 Too many distractions for the weak
 Not enough tools for the meek
 It is the fringes that they seek
 Where they will make their effort
 With or without support
 Waiting for the final report
  
 Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 19, 2021 ^ 

LITTLE ABNER AND ME

 
 
 

 I was wondering what to do so
 Decided to go look for Little Abner
 Thought we could write a song
 Or study the gestures of Groucho Marx
 I was looking for log cabins
 And laundry drying on a line
 Traveled Kentucky and Tennessee
 This was being an adventurous feat
 Abner and I are alike
 We both feel strong about truth
 There is nothing we would do
 That could be considered uncouth
 We both love our country
 Have affection for the land
 We stand and salute the flag
 And think that the eagle is grand
 In fact we could have been brothers
 Harbor love, honor and respect in our hearts
 The fact that I probably won’t find him
 Was with me from the start
 Dasie May was a loving bride
 In the fields they would walk, not ride
 They loved their home and family
 Lived their lives with humility
 Abner was a loving neighbor
 Would help when needed with labor
 I’ve done my best to track him down
 Have scoured every village and town
 So my adventure had to end
 I think of him as a dear friend
 He stood for righteousness without a doubt
 His determination for goodness would never end
  
 Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 18, 2021 ^
   

SPIRITUAL DREAMS

 
 
 
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 I am looking for the tall man
 An Indian descendant of an angel
 This is taking place in my dreams
 I am mystical but have no angle
 In searching what this life is about
 There are no handy answers
 Shamans may have an agenda
 As a partial angel I feel a smear
 This giant, peaceful Indian man
 Is here to offer to me good news
 He isn’t preaching, just talking true
 Mentioned the Promised Land 
 Being returned to the Jews
 Talked about the universe, how unending
 As for us we are specks of dust
 Even the non-angel part of me
 The universal tapestry is just rust
 Still we all wish to place a stitch
 This accomplishment won’t amount to much
 What is beyond us is something glorious
 Yet we are living in a world of multiple fuss
 You can grow said this Indian wearing no paint
 What is waiting for you we cannot discuss
 I understand, he said, your present desire
 You cannot possibly imagine the golden fire
 Think of what you are doing every minute of your life
 Watch out for everyone in the grips of strife
 Dedicate yourself to what you know is right
 The reward beyond you will be worth your fight
 This beautiful man, the Indian angel
 Conversed with me---beauty---there was no quarrel
 It is now, he indicated, versus eternity
 Give up all pettiness, it is glory you want to see
 He vanished like vapor rising into the sky
 My dream ended, could not be recalled
 I saw the daylight and began to cry
 I wanted to reach out, give him a kiss
 He had reaffirmed for me the road to bliss
 Love, honor and respect of others
 He gave cause for my angel wings to flutter
  
 Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 17, 2021 ^
   

NOONTIME PARTY

 
 
 

 NOONTIME PARTY
  
 Everything was ready
 That was the good part
  
 It is not unusual
 To have the hour strike
 The appointed time and
 Suddenly remember
 That something was going to happen
 Then scramble to be ready
  
 This was so different:
 Cloth napkins in cute napkin rings
 Lying beside each plate
 How nice!
 A carved penguin for the table-décor
 Followed by three little wooden chicks
 Polar bear, also carved, stood guard
  
 Noon festivities began
 Everyone enjoying the great view
 Blessings were said including
 A prayer for frigid weather
 A rally for the winter carnival
 Secret prayers for an early summer
  
 Everyone enjoyed the pea soup
 Soon lunch was over
 As I speak the truth I say
 A good time was had by all
 After the cleanup
 I took a nap
  
 By Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 16, 2021 ^
   

TUNA FOR SIX

How many hands should a good cook have if

Too many chefs will spoil the stew?

More than one the answer would be

If you plan to bake and also serve tea

The recipe goes:

Melt the butter, add the flour and seasonings

Stir until bubbling, then for three minutes more

Mix in cream cheese, add tuna and olives

Cook noodles until tender and drain

Layer ingredients as directed into

A large greased bowl

Place in oven

Bake for one-half hour at 350 degrees

Clean up the measures, spoons and the pans

Two hands to work with, everything is fine

Remove chef hat, apron:   it’s time to serve

The table is dressed with clean cloth

Fresh flowers and candles burning so bright

Guests look ready to eat all in sight

They smile, drink wine, and toast each other

Playing their part, they’re on best behavior

They claim, one and all, the tuna supreme

Is something they’d dreamed of forever

Soon it is over; dessert and more wine

The music fades out:  time to go home

Ready, they say good-night and go

Leaving me happy, but worn to the bone

By Steve Haarman aka Stanski

January 15, 2021

GETTING THROUGH A DAY

“Here is another one I wrote”, she said.                                                                                                                                         I listened, waiting so I could reply with an unrehearsed,

“that was very fine.”  She smiled, knowing that it was,

and smiled, knowing that I would never say anything

different, not because I couldn’t or

wouldn’t, but appreciated my splendor in being prudent.

“What would you say if that was Stanley’s work?”

“Oh, I would say that was very fine Stan and I mean it,

too.”  Stan would have a glimmer in his eye. 

He wouldn’t really care.  He wrote it as it was and that was that.

He would have it no other way.

She said that she was like that and that if it

worked for her then she had nothing to dread.

“I am willing to wait until the readers get caught up

and I won’t hesitate to help them along if they so

desire, and if they just want to leave it alone and walk away

with no consideration for another day then that’s just the way it is.

I think that last writing said as much and by the way

do you like Michigan Fudge, because you can have some

if you promise to be good.”  “I think I am always good,

my self-esteem is high and I have enough of it to carry us both.”

She said she was grateful and then she wondered when

we were going to buy a boat or were we just going to ride our ponies?

Written by Steve Haarman

aka Stanski

aka Stansberry McKricken

January 14, 2021 ^                                                                                                                                                                                            “Kindness is never lost sometimes it is just never found.”

CANCELLED BUT NOT REALLY

 
 
 

 What I write is useless
 If free speech is no longer mine
 I am a muse and give instruction
 Everything I write is based on truth
 Sometimes it hurts; I know it hurts me
 Other times it is what is needed
 It has a chance of changing a life
 May affect behavior to the better
 I ask and pray for direction
 Am answered:  I have taught you all you need
 You may miss Me, but I leave you with the Holy Spirit
 He will be with you as you travel your path
 We are advised to accept this message
 These are troubling times we live in
 So upsetting and hard to believe
 Why is it that man needs power?
 There is an egotistical desire to control
 It is certainly a stage of wealth
 Dictators are treacherous individuals
 The condition on lives of others are of no concern
 Freedom of voice and opinions are shut down
 We are the land of the free and the home of the brave
 Are we witnessing this belief being taken away?
 Who do we turn to?  The One we have heard of
 The One who’s Light will overcome all darkness
 The One who said to love your neighbor
 To go to the fringes where help is needed
 Where our light will help overcome their darkness
  
 Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 13, 2021 ^ 

QUICK FIX

 
 
 

 Look at our country
 Appears pretty good
 National parks
 Beautiful rivers and lakes
 Professional sports year around
 Activity everywhere
 People on the move
 Nothing left to prove
  
 Millions unemployed
 Record school dropouts
 Murders on the rise
 Food stamps prevalent
 Four-dollar gasoline
 Public outrage
 Ideology in
 Constitution out
  
 What to do?
 Many unaware
 More don’t care
 The “do” people outnumbered
 The “no” people become obstacles
 Normal channels doomed to failure
 The “no” people promised handouts
 Paid for by those who produce
  
 Infrastructures left unattended
 Signs of crumbling identified
 Repairs blocked to save a species
 Bridge collapses killing hundreds
 Industries shut down because of cost
 Production sent to other countries
 Exploration for natural resources
 Put on hold by regulations
  
 What can we do to turn around?
 There is no single academic answer
 We must change the culture
 Put an end to indoctrination
 Expose the deceit of authoritarians
 The persuasion of media, movies, and music
 A daunting task, there is no quick fix
 Truth takes time to be exposed
  
 By Steve Haarman aka Stanski
 January 12, 2021