A Word:

(To those "Born Agains" who think

that they are the only ones

who are going to heaven.)

Consider

if you will

who did Jesus scorn

when He was here with us?

Was it the poor, the meek, the sinner?

Or perhaps was it the

Temple priests

the righteous Scribes

and Pharisees who

received the disapproving glance.

So

when you smugly tell me that

you are "Saved"

And I must think and "Be" like

you

Consider who it was that

Jesus scorned -

The folks like me or ?

Photo by Bob Kelly

I hate hypocrisy and to me the self-righteous so-called Christians who are described here are just awful (I was going to say despicable but wasn't sure I could spell it.)

Poised for tomorrow

Photo by Ihsan Zaatari - used with permission

Poised for tomorrow

There she stands
Just starting her journey
All dressed up in her flowered dress
and pretty pink hat

Looking forward to the future.
There are shadows on her path -
dark things which obscure
the brightness of her being

But she can see ahead
there just at the curve
the path is bright and clear
unobscured - ready for her

ready for her as she starts out
her world is getting broader
brighter, less limited
for her and her sisters
all of them

Poised for the future
ready for what tomorrow will bring
embracing the full rich life
that awaits her.

Jay Cole Simser

June 24, 2012

First the extremities

       Toes

Fingers

  Slowly intruding on the sound

              Of a male Cardinal searching for a mate.

Awareness moves

   I hear the cars driving

    To work.   It was so nice to sleep with the windows open

Cars filled with those who have to be someplace

Stretching – get the blood flowing

          Muscles wake up more slowly than the ears

I smell the coffee waiting in the Kitchen

           Mr. Coffee has done his duty once again.

Dry – thirsty,  there is still ice in the glass

                                              Lovely cold taste,

Mr. Cardinal still calling -  He is very eager,

OK, time to open my eyes – Light

         Soft, muted the sun is up but it is a foggy day

Pressure – I guess I need to move. 

Good Morning World, I am glad you are still here.

Routine

Waking up to the sound of coffee
being brewed in the automatic pot...

A delicious aroma permeates the atmosphere...
I luxuriate in knowing I do not have to be anywhere today.

Eventually I get up from my chair (where I have slept) and stumble to the kitchen,  Carafe and cup in hand..

I turned on the computer and as I go it tells me I have mail...
Turns out to be mostly spam but there are a couple of conversations
that need completion from the night before.

The dog gets let out and comes right back in (it is starting to be cold outside)
I bring the coffee back to the chair and pick up the lap top.
Must check with my peeps.

another day, jumpstarted.

I love being retired.

Routine

Another Monday morning
The "boys" are out back checking
to see if the yard is still there.

Peeing in the grass
sniffing around
The big puppy wants to play
the older dog not so much
He is somewhat senile and arthritic
now
sort of like me

15 years for him is 105 you know

A whisper bumps up against my leg
Kitty cat wants me to recognize that she
also is awake.

The older dog comes in he has had enough play.
now he has to check out the house to see if IT is
still there. Have breakfast and take the first of his
naps.

Puppy stays out to play

Yep just another Monday.

Damn

There is a damn little fly in my house

(worse than a mouse)

He likes to buzz around and land on me

It is driving me nuts.

Not only that but the dog is whining to go out

(twenty five times a day)

That is probably how the damn little fly got in

when I opened the door for my senile dog.

I really shouldn’t complain

He is not the biting kind that harassed me

on past vacations at the lake

I have misquotes for that thank you

(they got me last night and I spent the whole

evening scratching)

But he is annoying

this damn little fly

And besides landing on my skin and walking around

he is too fast for me

Flies away before I can swat him.

Don't worry I will get him

or perhaps he will leave when I let the dog out again

Damn little (annoying) fly.

Spam Poetry

My Spam folder has taken to writing poetry. This is the first offering.

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It is the Federal Bureau of Investigation (Final Notice)

to

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and

To get ED relief.

Then we have

Notification From Bank of America account

“”Complement of the Seasons”

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Your MyLife Profile Has Been Enhanced

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Contact my secretary urgent

Order to Australia.

Gullible I may be - but not stupid.

I deleted them all.


Now (October 3, 2011) I find out about Spoetry