Poetry

Physical age has nothing to do with maturity.

How often do you hear about the man child?

Or someone wise beyond their years.

Why do you think that person has an “old soul”?

Maybe, just maybe

Society should stop judging people superficially.

We know that day will never come.

Watching the shows.

Compassion grows.

Anger flashes.

Poachers despised.

Meat is still eaten

but cruelty is never acceptable.

Some day worms will eat us.

The mystery is waiting to be solved.

Adventure is what we seek.

Do not ask why or where we go

For I will not tell you.

All I will say about the

Quest I On

Is it is thrilling!

The wrapping is popping with zeal.

So loud.

So much fun!.

Stomping and breaking the air filled bubbles

is one of the most fun stress relievers there is!

The weather outside is Delightful.

There is no need to be so frightful.

Since the sun is melting the snow

Let us go, let us go, let us go!

It is a long flight.

One with specialized training involved.

I’m never going to go there!

So if it is blown up

what could it actually mean to me?

Tides?

What does the ocean have to do with the moon?

Seriously?

It is just a rock in space.

How does it’s gravity affect Earth?

Right,,,,

Science.

That hullabaloo.

You can always tell

when the last of the box is done.

If it was mum

in the garbage it goes.

The children leave it lying

where they dumped out the last crumbs.

The doctor was glad we caught it in time.

I am happy to be able to reduce the pain.

Recovery should go well.

My body told me it was ill

and I am glad I listened.

Trauma’s of the past

Regurgitated.

Sending the shock waves

back inside.

Capture the feelings

but no matter how hard

sometimes we can never forget.

Energy used no longer available.

Crisis panic to kickstart.

Ambition quashed as reality demands.

Creative endeavors used for escape.

Looks like it is the end of the road.

Tine to heal and time to manage.

Hopefully time will also help and not hinder.