Crimes of the Heart

Telling me your faults,

Admitting them to me,

Puts me on the defensive, somewhat.

It gives me the responsibility

Of trying to decide what do do about

Crimes of the heart.

Perhaps the best reaction

Is to say nothing,

Do nothing,

Hear nothing.

No matter what you tell me you did,

Nothing happened.

Perhaps that is the best.

Listen intently well,

Don't give specific advice.

Remember the situation

If you are asked about it

By the person who told you.

Don't pretend you don't remember.

But if someone should ask you,

Then nothing happened.

Especially when it concerns

Crimes of the heart.

Changing Faces

You look for a reflection of you,

But there is another view.

You look in the mirror

Until you decide who you think you are,

Compared with the truth.

You say you know the me you see,

Although it is how you want me to be.

I know how you think I appear,

Then I can decide what I want you to hear.

The Meadowlarks

An agile gentleman plowed forward in heavy snow in early March as the spring dashed over the crystal brook during the season reckoned astronomically in the southern hemisphere as extending from the September equinox to the December solstice, one of the two points on the celestial sphere where the equator intercepts the ecliptic.

Monday morning, the inquisitive baby meadowlarks descended upon the exquisite park where pine trees marked the early pathway.

The wind was writing a fine tune above a nearby goldmine and the king meadowlark zoomed over to inquire as to why the wandering baby meadowlarks arrived so soon.

The king meadowlark was urgently awakened by an electric thunderstorm as he shot to the deserted farmhouse on this misty morning.

In his concern for the anticipated loss of the wandering baby meadowlarks, he arrived at the park where the branches yielded to an abundance of yellow birds.

The birds dove through a tent fence unnoticed by the king meadowlark in the dense twilight and hid their slings, arrows and stones discovered by the king meadowlark, who placed the stones side by side creating a magnificent palace where the wandering baby meadowlarks were joined by the agile gentlemen who scooped up the birds in his fishing net and moved them to the palace accompanied by the majestic king with a banquet of marinated oysters, vanilla blossoms, crisp cabbage, baby sweet corn, turnip seeds, green string beans, radishes, celery stuffed with baked pigeon eggs, wheat sprouts, and spiced pasta trimmed with sprinkled parsley.

Women in Boxing as Metaphor

Women in boxing as metaphor might be compared with women in combat and women firefighters.How could a 5-feet 110-pound woman carry military equipment, dig trenches, and fire weapons at the enemy? How could a woman of equal height and weight carry a 200-pound man down a ladder during a fire emergency? Why should she when there are capable and willing men to carry out these tasks?

During the various recent wars, women were required to be mother-father and began to cherish their independence from men. Men returned from war and hoped to resume their place as head of the household, women resisted, and some men preferred military life because of loyalty to their country and the camaraderie, structure and purpose of military life as compared to the forward pace of domestic rivalry.Once women were emancipated, there was a demand for equal pay for equal work in such fields as accounting, engineering, and in the medical profession.

As the population of women increased at a greater ratio than that of men, some women began to dominate the household and feel naturally superior to men, and in many cases, some women could not return to baking cookies, teaching the children, and weeding the garden.

Women in boxing as metaphor evolved because of a need to emulate the symbols of masculinity attributed to men.Some men want to protect women and open doors for women, but once women walk though the doors, the status is equal, and, if men do not acknowledge the merits of women’s intelligence and need for personal identity, women stroll ahead, and hopefully, look back smiling.

Forward Through the Past on a Beautiful Afternoon

Golden threads weave through time.
We stand still.
Time stands still.
We move on.
Many choices,
Few Choices.
One is where one has wished to be and suddenly wants to be where he was when dreaming of somewhere else because the dreams were better than the place.
Fresh air feels like an angel's kiss.
When there is no place else to be pushed or pulled, we walk through the hills.
Suddenly, we are in the light again.
We walk alone in the dark.
Quiet shadows watch the feathered sky.
We awake from the dream and hear the veil of ocean on the sides of our yacht and feel the soft promise of afternoon.

A Good Woman

A good woman is proud of herself. She respects herself and others. She is aware of who she is. She neither seeks definition from the person she is with, nor does she expect them to read her mind. She is quite capable of articulating her needs. A good woman is hopeful. She is strong enough to make all her dreams come true. She knows love, therefore she gives love. She recognizes that her love has great value and must be reciprocated. If her love is taken for granted, it soon disappears. A good woman has a dash of inspiration, a dabble of endurance. She knows that she will, at times, have to inspire others to reach the potential God gave them. A good woman knows her past, understands her present and moves toward the future. A good woman knows God. She knows that with God the world is her playground, but without God she will just be played. A good woman does not live in fear of the future because of her past. Instead, she understands that her life experiences are merely lessons, meant to bring her closer to self knowledge and unconditional self love. Girl Smile.

25 Reasons Why I Owe My Mother

1. My mother taught me TO APPRECIATE A JOB WELL DONE . "If you're going to kill each other, do it outside. I just finished cleaning.'

2. My mother taught me RELIGION. "You better pray that will come out of the carpet."

3. My mother taught me about TIME TRAVEL . "If you don't straighten up, I'm going to knock you into the middle of next week!"

4. My mother taught me LOGIC. " Because I said so, that's why."

5. My mother taught me MORE LOGIC. "If you fall out of that swing and break your neck, you're not going to the store with me."

6. My mother taught me FORESIGHT. "Make sure you wear clean underwear, in case you're in an accident."

7. My mother taught me IRONY "Keep crying, and I'll give you something to cry about."

8. My mother taught me about the science of OSMOSIS. "Shut your mouth and eat your supper."

9. My mother taught me about CONTORTIONISM."'Will you look at that dirt on the back of your neck!"

10. My mother taught me about STAMINA. "You'll sit there until all that spinach is gone."

11. My mother taught me about WEATHER. "This room of yours looks as if a tornado went through it."'

12. My mother taught me about HYPOCRISY. "If I told you once, I've told you a million times. Don't exaggerate!"

13. My mother taught me the CIRCLE OF LIFE. "I brought you into this world, and I can take you out."

14. My mother taught me about BEHAVIOR MODIFICATION. "Stop acting like your father!"

15. My mother taught me about ENVY . "There are millions of less fortunate children in this world who don't have wonderful parents like you do."

16. My mother taught me about ANTICIPATION. "'Just wait until your father gets home."

17. My mother taught me about RECEIVING . "You are going to get it when you get home!"

18. My mother taught me MEDICAL SCIENCE. "If you don't stop crossing your eyes, they are going to freeze that way."

19. My mother taught me ESP. "Put your sweater on; don't you think I know when you are cold?"

20. My mother taught me HUMOR. "When that lawn mower cuts off your toes, don't come running to me."

21. My mother taught me HOW TO BECOME AN ADULT . "If you don't eat your vegetables, you'll never grow up."

22. My mother taught me GENETICS. "You're just like your father."

23. My mother taught me about my ROOTS. "Shut that door behind you. Do you think you were born in a barn?"

24. My mother taught me WISDOM. "When you get to be my age, you'll understand."

25. And my favorite: My mother taught me about JUSTICE "One day you'll have kids, and I hope they turn out just like you ."