Do you miss me?
Of course, I do, but
Love sometimes means
Releasing, letting go
Let one find what is missing
Since what has been done
Look for the truth
Search the soul
Open to God’s purpose
Set aside our own inept plans
The sacred gift of life
Our brief existence
What is meaningful?
How do we serve others?
Quietude and compassion
Need to be with Him
Be like Him
This wish for me,
For you
So valid
My expression of my love for you
Stansberry McKricken aka Stanski
August 17, 2016, ^
It is too late in the year for nests of robins and
a good thing as the forty to fifty miles per hour
wind for six hours last night and early morning
would have blown them down as it did several
trees, which knocked out electricity for about
three hours and some are still waiting for it.
Their homes are cold and damp as rain
accompanied the wind. Today I look at
a startling bright inland sea with rapid flowing
two-foot waves. Relentless is the best word
to describe the scenario. Today is world prayer
day for all the captive people around the globe.
Ruthless leaders are oblivious to the pain and
suffering, disease, and sickness; the hunger
and thirst; death causing malnutrition.
All saints day and all souls day have just past
and as we reflect we wonder why our world
is in such shambles. It does not make us happy
and we know that prayer is the only weapon
we have, so we pray. We gained an hour this
early morning and most people would like the
savings time episode would end. In the spring
we will lose that hour as we move our clocks
forward. I may have been useful when we
were and agrarian nation, but that is all by
the board and darkness will be earlier and
longer for a while and when you evaluate it
we haven’t gained much light at all. If we gained
an hour each day for a month we would have
gained a day and then some. We should try
that and call it leap day and give everyone
the day off. I would vote for that and this
Tuesday I will be voting again. I don’t know
how many on the left are happy with what
has happened to our country in the past
two years, but without any critical thinking
they will vote as though they like open borders,
fentanyl deaths, inflation, high gas and energy
prices, rampaging crime and failing schools.
I would like a world prayer day for them,
hoping that they will wake up. Their proud
utterings and use of the blame game make me sick.
We can only hope that the silent majority is out in force.
Stanski
November 6, 2022, ^
Today was gray and rainy.
You knew what diving into life
Means to those who suffered
The ill effects of a wind storm
One old tree cracked into two
Lay gently down in the woods
And as we listened we heard
That more was on its way
The conquerors would blame
It on bovine flatulence, but
Controllers that they are they
Are wrong again and have no
Notion of nature and natural
Law. There are setbacks in
Life and they are usually
Accompanied with excuses
A loss has an explanation
And dignity is given up in order
To come out on top of the
Situation. This is reality, but
Unfortunately, many who do
Not want to rock the boat go
Along with insipidness instead
Of confronting the truth
The conquering and controlling
People will not surrender even
When they can see with their
Own eyes the damage that
Their policies bring including
Death by murder and drugs,
Destruction, inflation, and
Shortages. Their pride will
Not allow apology. They want
The southern border open
To the drug cartels of Mexico
They go along with the rape
And sex trafficking of the
Illegals. So sad. It is a sad,
Sad situation.
Stanski
November 5, 2022, ^
Nature teased us today
Woke up to gray and rain
Fell back into slumber
Woke up to sunshine and warmth
Got up; drank coffee
Went through mail
Watched it cloud over
Kept waiting and waiting
Finally at three in the afternoon
The rain came back again
This time in aces
It felt damp in the house
The roar of the waves
Sent chills up my tired back
Waves are three to four feet
No one is out
Depression is commonplace
We anticipate winter
Still have outside work to do
Rain keeps us away from it
This time we are thankful
Didn’t want to work anyway
Tomorrow may change that
We will pray for sunshine
The sunshine that sustains us
If it is to come
We will accomplish much
If not we will hibernate again
Still waiting for Indian summer
There is always hope
Meanwhile we drift
Forget about the good times
Dwell on the bad and
Hope this is all a bad dream
Stanski
November 4, 2022, ^
We have just a few weeks before the year’s end.
As we look about we can see an array of beauty.
Some days will be gray and depressing,
but beauty can be found.
Each leaf is a miracle.
Each wave is a song.
We are blessed people and for
the most part get along.
We care for each other and
for those in the fringes.
We are generous, but still,
there is much more that
we could do if we apply ourselves.
There are never regrets when
one helps his neighbor.
Not everyone is as fortunate as us
and if we refuse to recognize this or
our responsibilities, then the lowly
and deprived are better off than are we.
Nature, in spite of all its loveliness,
sometimes raises its ugly head.
This year many people have lost
their lives, their families, their homes
and businesses because of floods and hurricanes.
People, besides first responders,
have come from all over the country to aid and
help restore some semblance of order
to the affected areas. We have helped in many ways.
Those who could not physically help,
sent money, food, and water.
There are those in other countries who have also
benefited from our love and generosity.
When we review what we have done to help
a feeling of warmth comes over us.
There is nothing wrong with peace, love, and understanding.
Stanski
November 3, 2022, ^
A new day was beginning
Almost at the time
The previous one was ending
We enjoyed a wonderful fish dinner
Along with a lot of wine and cognac
We sang songs, many songs to
The strumming of a guitar
We were loud and off key
But had a blast as we worked
Through every song we could
Get our hands on, including
Kenny Rogers, “The Gambler”
Which we all liked and felt we
Had performed a pretty good
Rendition. The bottles kept
Emptying and the voices got
Louder. The tambourine was
Jingling and someone tapped
On an old African Drum. We
Wore on into the next day
Which is this day and finally
Someone suggested that we
Call it a day. Someone called
Out, “Just one more song”,
So we sang one more and
Then another and another
And finally ignored the last
Request for just one more
It was time to go. We didn’t
Exactly stagger out, but it
Was close and only two fell
No one was injured seriously
A good night that will
Long be remembered
Stanski
November 2, 2022, ^
The morning after Halloween
The sun rises slowly and is blinding
Waves, barely formed, come
To rest on the shoreline
The lake is at rest and no birds are seen
The sky is light blue and on the
Distant horizon there are a few clouds
The temperature is around forty degrees
Which is not bad for November
One-sixth of the year to go and
Much work lies ahead and the goal
Is to be caught up before the end
Some of us are like that, always
Worrying about what we still have to do
It is good because we add to the
Intentions and ambiance of the community
Many see a beautiful jewel potential
While others are satisfied with a
Quiet lump of coal. Every fresh idea
Is turned down by someone for various
Reasons like “Who is going to do it” when
No one has explored that aspect because
It is a new idea and there is a possibility
That it interferes with someone else’s plans
Which are usually selfish and take away
The chance to work on good projects and
As a result act like the slow, shallow, waves
And accomplish nothing in our effort to improve
Everything is possible if we come together
And make a determined effort, but egos and
The need to control usually get in the way
The sun is still blinding as it reflects off of
The windows and lays its light on various
Items in the kitchen exposing more work
That will get taken care of. It will be a great
Day and when over we will be happy at all
The things done. Maybe we will sing songs
Of praise to our creator, but we are never sure
Stanski
November 1, 2022, ^
Steve Haarman 