MAKE THY BED

MAKE THY BED

A wise young sage to me once said

Rise in the morn and make thy bed

Great wisdom this was to my mind

That helps me pause and then rewind

To set in order, start of day

I set aright the bed I lay

And put to sleep the past I messed

To start anew on paths now blest

So tuck the corners make them tight

To stead the weight that's placed tonight

Then smooth the sheets of wrinkles made

To wipe the slate of struggles weighed

Now fluff the pillows plump as hens

That from the mind your worries cleanse

Pledge, make thy bed, set habit fast

Receive its strength and blessings vast.

VENUS

VENUS

Venus, Venus Gaia's twin
Rocky surface, hot as sin
Brightly shines like a jeweled crown
Draped in the deepest ebony gown
Your sultry shine cause all to gaze
But closer look we see your haze
Smuld'ring clouds of toxic breath
Lures all living to their death
Long ago thy surface shape
Was once a lush blue oceanscape
Volcanic cones now dot your skin
Bellowing clouds to their chagrin
Raining wastes at a rapid rate
Makes us think of Earth's own fate
Venus, Venus Gaia's same
Slowly turning round in shame

LET GO

 

LET GO

If would the World but willed to friend and foe

Of dove and olive branch this troth to show,

If would we only but this act be known

To set aside our sharpened spear or stone

And pledge our trust to He above alone

That He for us and for our foes atone

To bury that which bruise and breaketh bone

Or bend its ore to plows that prune and hoe

And with these tools make verdant gardens grow

Then we this people blind to what we owe

May once again seek out this truth to know

That He has mapped prophetic paths to go

Which lead through fields as white as fallen snow

So choose this day to let Him work and sow

Within your hearts to beat and ever flow

A peace once preached from thither long ago

When stood we all in wondrous glory's glow

Return with me, let lion and the doe

Together rsst and cease their endless roe

Repent from this our constant heavy woe 

And rise to heights from darkest places low

Inherit now His celestial sealed chateau

Hate's heavy weights, let go, let go let go

WALKABOUT

WALKABOUT

Come with me on Walkabout to dream in unity

Two by two we'll learn the land by Dreamtime ministry

High up amid the gum trees tall a Kookaburra sings, 

But not to laugh or play at all of merry gleeful things

He sings a song of woeful strains for he has lost his mate

He warbles to the air with pains to plea to Lady Fate

But no one can return his friend or fill this empty hole

Yet you and I can help him mend a harm'ny to his soul

Come with me on Walkabout to dream in unity

Two by two we'll learn the land by Dreamtime ministry

Way out far in the dusty bush we chance upon a trail

Three hungry dingo mobbed, ambushed a stalwart buru male

Three dingo dead now heaped upon the bruised and frightened roo

Shaken, beaten, and almost gone hopeless through and through

Come gently lay your hands to heal this hurting quaking beast

Give balm to calm and peace to still, green grass for him to feast.

Come with me on Walkabout to dream in unity

Two by two we'll learn the land by Dreamtime ministry

Beside the grassy billabong we spy a splendid sight

A gulung gray but somethings wrong what is this wombat's plight?

It wanders aimlessly to find his home, his safe burrow

But this old bloak appears is blind and knows not where to go

Let's call to him this wonky mole and let him hear our voice

We'll lead him back unto his hole to rest, remit, rejoice.

Come with me on Walkabout to dream in unity

Two by two we'll learn the land by Dreamtime ministry

For in the Dreamtime all are found and thus it makes us ponder

As we go on Walkabout we'll find all those that wander.

BIRTHDAY LIMERICKS

KNIGHT

A sword made of steel in the hand

To fight back the demons of man

Do all that you must, so your deeds never rust

Protecting our castles of sand.

To a friend who had just lost his brother to suicide

SPINNING

When everything 'round you is spinning

And no one here seems to be winning

Hold those who are close, who know you the most

They were with you e'er in the beginning

To a friend who has had a lot of changes in his life.

TOO COOL FOR CAT

A cat is a cat 'cause he can

He mustn't mingle in matters of man

So when he lazies about, just grooming his snout

He's preparing the pips of his plan

FLYING SAUCER

Look up in the starry sky black

A bright blip appears from a crack!

It's an alien ship? Or a drug-induced trip?

No, a frizbee too late it goes THWACK!

For a friend who plays ultimate.

MEMORY LOSS

If only my head allowed me

To remember a thing past day three

I'd never forget, those fears that I've let

Fly away like a bird that is free.

For my cousin who has had 8 brain surgeries due to hydrocephalus, and has forgot things after every surgery. I admire him for his strong outlook on life.

OLDER

There once was a boy who grew older

But ne'er wisdom gained like Ol' Gultar

He sung like an elf, had 80 games on his shelf.

And rolled natural ones with his smolder.

This limerick was for me. It represented many elements when I was younger of playing a role-playing game my older brother created called Elf.

LOOFAH

LOOFAH

In the shower in the buff

I have my own loofah fluff

Free of an unsightly sponge

Always ripe with gunk and grunge.

Need no store-bought one for foam,

I carry mine where'er I roam.

Only matched by manly studs

I have no problem making suds

Bars or bottles full of soap

It don't matter, I still cope

Lacking loofahs women get

Sudding up from where I sweat

Every fiber of my bein'

Helps me foam and gets me clean

Never having troubles when

Creating foamy bubbled-skin

From ancient old Cro-magnon Man

Descent from their great-grandson's clan

I received these loofah genes

Strands of keratin proteins

Sudding up my shampoo's squirt

With my furry Sasquatch shirt

Used when I need foam in showers

Beast Man's Castle-Gray-Skull-Powers.

For when loofahs you should reach

Think of this unshaved man-peach

Fuzzy covered toe to chest

In a carpet, Nature's Best

Saving bathing soapy waste

Without using poofy lace

Hair will make me lead this pack

Growing loofahs on my back.

TIME'S TEACHERS

TIME'S TEACHERS

(Poem by G. Grant Smith, Revised by Jayson P. Smith)

Joy at times can fade like dusk of day,

And sorrow like a burning ball will dawn.

Giving light to all we hate and fear

Face these to rise return to laugh and cheer

As with time, joy's sun which once was gone

Returns, our darkest sorrows scare away!

We chase tomorrow, forget today,

Yet today, it's treasure is all we own.

A gift forgotten, alas forlorn

A pearled prize if lost to mourn

We own no tomorrows writ in stone

Today forgets us soon, e'er washed away

Moments are fleeting, blown like the breeze

But in each breath is life’s true lasting gift.

Pictures taken swirling in the soul

Each vision scrawled upon a neural scroll

For life’s gift is in each breath adrift

Though fleeting are the moments through the trees.

The past is gone, future sets to dream,

Yet dreams of future times will fade to gray.

For only now, in our time between

Is set the act of our important scene

Age shall dim our dreams which cannot stay

For past once stout shall sleep in slumbered scheme.

Sorrows though deep teach what joy forgets,

And joy reminds us what sorrows shall lose.

Give ear to these Teachers, hark and learn

Value their balance to them never spurn

For that which was lost, joy shall suffuse,

Sorrows shall flee when we turn from regrets.

My brother Grant sent me this poem for my birthday. He said he had a concept for a chiasmus poem, but struggled to get his words out. Ultimately, he turned to A.I. for help. I loved the concept of these dual teachers in each stanza. Originally, each stanza had only 4 lines and had no rhyme. I am a sucker for rhyme. I added the middle lines of each of the stanzas, made some rearranging, and made it rhyme. It now has internal chiasmus in each stanza and structural chiasmus using each stanza. I also made it have a 9-10 rhythm between each line to give a nice cadence. Enjoy!