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Making Lemonade--by Jody Seidler
When you have lemons -
You begin a new lifestyle
A glass of water - that's your family
Amazing what's accomplished
So when you have lemons
My Judge Had A Bad DayMy judge had a bad daywhen I went to court I had my documents in hand all I wanted was child support! Perhaps the judge was hungry, or else fought with his wife... now his gavel's final blow brings more challenge to my life. Perhaps his back was aching, with the hardness of his chair... Or his Honor's parking spot that morning wasn't there. Did his children misbehave sass back or not eat their dinner... did he play the lottery and not come up a winner? Did he have indigestion, and not had much relief did his neighbors keep him up so he couldn't get to sleep? Was there no milk for his cereal or clean socks for him to wear.. did he want to blow his nose but had no kleenex anywhere? Could there have been a fly that he simply couldn't swat... or perhaps he had a hot meal that wasn't even hot. It seems my judge was struggling with the bad day that he had.. and I became the brunt of it which is really very sad. I don't understand this system of ours where women from Venus... can't get through to men from Mars. What of the all parents who struggle every day... with family and work and ex's who don't pay? It's the children who suffer with the decisions handed down... playing god with a gavel just doesn't seem sound. J Seidler (copyrighted 1998) Lifesong--by Kim Marcille
A woman in the congregation, she was crying
My Spirit Guides Me--by Pamela Coca
In that magnificent heavenly state between wakefulness and sleep,
As we seated ourselves on a grassy knoll beside a lovely creek,
In searching for a safe and quiet place to hide,
We walked along a bright white path, which seemed to have no end.
I released the past, cast off the pain, let go of the fear that bound
me.
I now find life not quite as hard, and the road not quite as long.
Now here Jody goes again...dreaming of a long lost friend. I see glimpses in your eyes, are you wearing a disguise? You are familiar and alive, filled with light and love I've known. I feel your tender soul beneath a questioning and sturdy heart...one that once was torn apart. In life and dreams, I'm on my own. With all the hopes and seeds I've sown. Longing for a heart to share, all the magic found somewhere inside of me, just now set free, upon a firm foundation built, without the pain, without the guilt - of a past I can now let go, and build anew with all I know. To look within and not without, release the ache - release the doubt, and know each answer that I need does welcome me when I recede...and go within in quiet times, to see the truth and write in rhymes. To fall in love with who I am - and then attract a healthy man, to share my life and come with me, to build a love and be set free, from denial or ache and pain...to feel alive and not insane. To ease the load and share romance, to caress a heart and take a chance. The way out is to go through, and be honest in what I do. I have to say I'm a little scared from the doubt and pain that's layered, upon a small and childlike heart...that also once was torn apart. © Jody Seidler 1997
All poems and articles © Jody Seidler 1997 unless otherwise noted. All rights reserved. Reproduction in whole or in part without written permission is prohibited. |