Thursday, March 2, 2017

Sheila Walsh

5 Minutes with Jesus:  A Fresh Infusion of Joy


Do you ever think about joy?  What is the difference between being happy and having joy?  Happiness is more about the self and is more derived from materialistic pleasures whereas joy is more about others and is more soul satisfying.  2017 is a new year and two of my friends gave me devotionals on joy.  I feel that joy may become the running theme for the year. 


Monday, February 27, 2017

In The News

Celebrity Noise Network


Ace reporter
reporting the news,
but without 
objectivity,
making the news
a reporting
of his own views,
losing 
subjectivity
along the way.
You expect this
from a comedienne
but not from
someone
who should have
journalistic
integrity.
You hope.

@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry

Sometimes you wonder about the way television news reporting has evolved.  Over the years some news sources that you once highly respected, you now wonder about when they report the news because political opinions are pretty obvious.  There are many platforms in which you can air your opinions but if you're reporting the news then be fair and report the facts and tell the whole truth and not just a part that would take something out of context that was not meant to be taken that way.  For instance, lately there has been all this controversy over the travel ban.  This travel ban was not permanent but for like thirty or forty days.  Think of all the trouble that was taken to stop this when it was for a short time and at this point would have expired on its own.  Was it possible that the government knew about a security threat to our nation and wanted to keep us safe?  A lot of energy and anger is being directed at something that is going to be a blip in our nation's history.  Really?  See how adding a time frame totally changes the context of what is going on? 

Saturday, February 25, 2017

Heaven

Falling Asleep


We have but
one life to live.
Some have
more time
than others.
Some babies
live for a day
and are
no longer.
Some babies
are born and
live to be children.
Some grow
to be teenagers.
Some babies
grow up
and live
a full life.
Falling asleep
when they are finished
with their life's work.
Falling asleep
is the metamorphosis
to an eternal life...
An eternal life
you choose
depending on
what you decide
before you sleep.

@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry

I remember watching Ghost one summer in Michigan.  What a tearjerker.  Good versus evil runs rampant as a common theme throughout our movies.  You either see a white light and get taken into heaven or you see dark demons that drag you into hell according to this movie.

I was at a funeral today for a friend's Dad.  He lived a full life and leaves a living legacy made up of a wife, children, grandchildren, and great-grandchildren.  It made me think of my own Dad that passed.  I miss him.  I miss my Mom too.

Friday, February 17, 2017

Amy Krouse Rosenthal & Scott Magoon

Chopsticks


Want to read a book about independence?  This sounds like a cute one:  Very witty, clever, and amusing.  This author likes to use kitchen utensils in her books.  I like the title because I like using chopsticks for yummy Asian food.

Erich Segal

Love Story


This is a classic romance novel about two people falling in love who come from opposite worlds.  Why is it that the Romeo and Juliet theme is so prevalent in love stories?  Are we simply suckers for punishment?  One thing I will say is that opposites do attract and you just might realize that your strengths offset his weaknesses and vice versa.

Monday, February 13, 2017

Moment of Destiny

Destiny Moment


I am living my life
and I run smack dab
into you
quite by chance.
You doing
what you do.
And ditto for me.
But today
of all days
I crossed paths
with you.
And my life
will never
be the same
ever forever
again.
For you are
my ever after.
Forever and
a day.
Mine.

@JoSH Poetic Popcorn Poetry

Sometimes you just never know what a day is going to throw at you:  The good, the bad, and the ugly.  Don't you wish you had a warning of when something was going to happen?  But then where would be the surprise?  The serendipitous moment when you lock eyes with someone across a room and meet for the first time.  This poem is an idea of what I think it would feel like.