Author: stevehaarman

I think about fall
A beautiful season
Colors distinct to every tree 
   fills the eyes with almost more 
      than they can bear
The Tamaracks are especially beautiful
   going from evergreen to light yellow,  
      yellow, dark yellow, golden and brown
         before dropping their needles to the ground

Folks think of Vermont and the 
   falling leaves of the Sycamore 
Football hopes are still there for some
Others have a “wait until next year” attitude
We see happiness and letdown 
   when we take the time to see
Chores that have been waiting 
   come to mind again halfway through 
      this lovely autumn

Halloween is over and a chill runs through us
Where has all the time gone and what have I done with it
It is still early November and what I hope is moonlight 
   turns out to be the first snow of this year 
      not counting of course January, February, March and April
There are those beautiful leaves and needles to clear
Painting will have to wait until the next whenever
Mowing and trimming, how foolish we are
What would we give for more time?

Snowbirds have gone, Thanksgiving is near and 
   we miss them, are saddened and feel isolated
Soon, heavy coats and boots will be the fashion
We will fall into a rhythm we can bear and 
   sunshine will be a sort of savior
Lifted up by a new beauty we begin a new march 
   Songbirds, forgotten, replaced soon by the music of Christmas
We will be moved with compassion to help those on the bottom
Beauty found in places we have forgotten

All is not lost, there is little distance between these emotions

Stanski
November 14, 2021 ^

ABIDING
There is no blame
There is no shame
But all the same
So natural, to play the game
Sometimes sad
Health so bad
No one glad
Was not a fad
When I review
Everyone knew
That we were true
We even grew
Expect revision
Justifiable decision
Life newly arisen 
Release from prison
Too many miles
False smiles
Denials
Trials
Truth remains, too
Light conquers blue
Stories of rue 
Coming from who
No more tension
Invention
Retaliation
With intention
All will be good
As it should
Knock on wood
That we could
We sighed
Also tried
Often cried
Accepted that 
It was over
We shall abide

Stanski
November 14, 2021 ^

Whether we are ready or not
It is coming
The big change
A bright pink in the southwestern sky
Is uplifting, but underneath it all
With the world condition as it is
We have trouble finding joy
This is a natural phenomenon and
We are not being selfish, but
More likely over concerned
Things we have no control over
Are dominating the news and
None of them are pleasant to ascertain
The inland sea is tossing waves onto the shore
This in rapid succession and 
The funny thing is that the trees are still
The big change will alter that
You can almost feel the burrowing in
And then the stubbornness as the
Cold, snow and wind refuse to let up
I hope this is a dream or a nightmare and
I will wake up to a warm sunny morning,
But that might be asking for too much
We have solutions for everything wrong
The trouble is there are politicians and dictators
That are in the way of resolution
What is it that causes the need to control?
We come up with man rules that hinder growth
And cause suffering to those most susceptible
People sleeping on the streets who need help
Money spent for ridiculous projects, while
We ignore those who could be helped
There will be a day of reckoning 
We have all heard of it
The weeping and gnashing of teeth
And sorry will not cover the sin

Stanski
November 13, 2021 ^

Artists have their ups and downs
Remain graceful just knowing
There is an equalizing, so
Keep working; keep growing
Creativity is a welcome gift
They open up and let it flow
Never doubt their process
Nor sure of where it will go
They are in for the long haul
Know nothing is a sure bet
Stay true to their selves
Hoping others will get it
Their truth is for us to see
Then we buy it if we agree

Stanislaus Kuperski the Firski
June 7, 2013 ^

You will give me what I need
Today.  I trust in You and am
Patient in waiting.  I will hold
Your hand and walk with you.
Amen

Stanski
November 13, 2021 ^ 

The heart once broken
Does not easily mend
Trips over little things
That may have a tragic end
Just the mention of a name
A glance at a hero
Saying goodbye to a friend
When you know there’s no tomorrow
Life does have its trials
Trouble never brings forth smiles
I must walk for many miles
As I tread on earthly ground
Some are dancing, singing out
Me, still crying, but trying to hum
Angels stay away from darkness
I, too, will look for light
Seek the One where hope is found
Adjust myself and take his hand
Pray He helps heal my wound
Grey days may turn to sunny
I see how faith has grown
Will not ask for the easy way
With blue skies and perfect peace
I want the wind and storming paths
So my growth will know no ease
Difficulties I learn to endure
Losses, though dear, I will bear
Despair no longer gets the best of me
Prayer led me to the light
I must stay on bended knee

Stanislaus Kuperski aka Stanski
November 13, 2021

The sun is shining on the inland sea
Wind is blowing calmly out of the west
Beauty is supreme especially the
Whitecaps hitting the sandbars 
About two football lengths from shore
I glanced over the surface of the water
No birds were to be seen
Many have migrated, but occasionally
One may spot a Canadian goose
The seagulls are ever present and
The black birds, crows, and woodpeckers
Seem to be year around inhabitants 
They of course are not water fowls
Loons, which are perceived as precious 
Have not been seen these last few years
A disease called Type E Botulism, a recurring
Disease caused by the recurring food web change
So, today there are no birds on the water, but
The beauty of the morning rain, mixed 
With sunshine cannot be denied
The skies are hinting at more precipitation
They are an imposing gray collection, but
Mr. Sun seems determined to shine through
We are near the middle of November
The harvest is mostly over and Thanksgiving
Is just around the corner and we try to get
Our outside chores complete before 
The day of Thanks, which we must admit to
Our shame that we have neglected or purposely 
Done things that are leading to the failure and
Destruction of our country as we now know it
Liberals want socialism and control and their
Sycophants go along with it, but there are
Signs that the majority of citizens are against it
We are the greatest country man has known
And we should be thankful and pray to God
To help us restore ourselves to what we were
And are capable of becoming again
This is the time of year for reflection
Let us be wise in doing so

Stanski
November 13, 2021 ^

Beauty does a runabout 
Now you see it and now you don’t
Yesterday the shrub had
Crimson and yellow leaves
Some turning brown and
They glowed as the sun shined through
Today the shrubs have empty limbs
The forty miles per hour wind
Settled the issue if there was one
Nature is mystical
One season trying to start while
The last season is still holding on
We take what is given and look
For the beauty which may be
Of a different kind
The music orchestrated varies
From day to day
It whistles through pine trees
Blows leaves in all directions
Pushes waves to pound the shore
We hear what we cannot see
Look for what isn’t there and
Hope we are on the right path,
Come rain or come shine
We look for beauty in others
There is usually kindness 
Hidden under the mask of seriousness
We imagine spirits and angels passing by
Would love to have a conversation
It is all there, just waiting for us
To open up and recognize 
We try to figure things out and
Sometimes make discoveries
How deep is the ocean, another miracle?
How high the mountains we wonder 
When the flat path we try to walk 
Is like a mountain.  Immeasurable 
We wait in solitude for answers that
We should be out looking for
The challenge is great
The beauty of it all is worth the effort
It is there

Stanski
November 12, 2021

CINQUAIN for November 12

Speaker 
At ease with words
Communicates with grace
Wins over many to his views
Address

Stanislaus Kuperski the Firski aka Stanski

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                     

Anxiousness is prevalent.
Everything is not going 
the way we think it should be, 
therefore it is not good.  
Try to keep things simple.  
Who are we?  Who are they?  
We are all children of God, 
deserving brotherly love and respect.  
Such an easy concept and still 
we have trouble adhering, 
because of pride.  How foolish.  
The Father has been forgotten.  
We have set ourselves up as 
Kings and Queens and feel slighted.  
Remember we are dust and 
Jesus died for our sins.  
He has forgotten the evil and is 
searching for our goodness.  
Time to be humble and honor others.  
We will be rewarded many times over.  Amen

Steve Haarman aka Stanski
November 12, 2021 ^