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I remember spotting him

as I walked the kids

to and from school.

He was rounder and larger.

It took me awhile

but I finally figured out

he only had one leg.

To this day I sometimes wonder

what was that magpie’s story.

Feelings of discontent

Resonate with in me.

Where they came from?

What they mean?

I do not know.

All I know is that I am restless.

And that

Is never a good sign.

I am insignificant in this world.

I try to make sense of my purpose.

Yet, to this day

I know not what that is.

I want to be someone,

anyone!

Anyone but me.

I want to be known as more than someone

who everyone else has forgotten.

Driving down the road.

Yes, the light is green.

The cars in front of me have stopped.

Looking in the rearview mirror.

A truck dodges the rear end of my vehicle.

Only to drive up onto the curb.

Thank you for not hitting me.

But honking your horn

does not deflect the blame here sir.

You were speeding and changed lanes

without thinking.

So, no damage was done.

Have a nice day!

Looks so pretty.

Tastes so pure.

Innocence contained.

Trail of the stars.

Unofficial colour of boredom.

Refracts the light.

Merely a colour.

One that is associated

with both good and bad.

No one colour is superior to another.

Like the song says

Things will change

Her cold maybe gone

If I hold on

For one more day.

Or more likely

she’ll still be coughing

and told to stay home from school.

All Hallow’s Eve

was the night before Martin Luther

posted the condemnation

of Indulgences on the door

of the Catholic Church.

The practice of paying for sins

that had not happened yet

was his greatest despair.

He loved his God and merely wanted a Reformation

of the church he followed.

Yet like all great rebels

he knew

something had to be done.

So, instead of Reforming the Catholic Church

he ended up

helping Protestant churches to form.

That was one trick

he did not foresee.

As a child

staying at a friend’s house

was magical.

As an adult

it is only a hassle

to make sure everyone

has what they need.

Especially the child

who wants to come home

in the middle of the night.

Mimicking what has come before

Can be worthwhile.

But don’t expect to end up

exactly where they had lead before.

Your journey is unique

and no one can change that.

So take what you can from the ones

who blazed the trail before you.

Understand you will not be them

but love what they have taught you.