Remember these idioms?

marching papers, can’t fight your way out of a paper bag, a paper chase, paper tiger, paper trail, his word isn’t worth the paper it’s printed on?

I’m sure there are hundreds more but these readily come to my mind especially as I pondered what to write about.

Our kids aren’t taught to print or write

My lip I all too often bite

Their writing and printing abysmal at best

With calligraphy they are not blessed

When they read something I pen

It’s so foreign they blankly look at me and then

Ask me what is that? I can’t read it

Like it’s a foreign language they submit

A paperless age to rid us of paper

Yet piles are stacked higher than ever

I often wonder what they’d do

If suddenly out of the blue

Their cell phones didn’t light up

Would they have any backup

In my day the 3 R’s were strictly enforced

And comes naturally unrehearsed

Although it is scratchy these days

It fills me with pleasure as I gaze

At paper with personal notes

I’m filled with joy and much verbose




My first thought upon waking up was to head to the computer and check out today’s blog posts.  My eyes, not yet awake thought the word of the day was  Boop and I was laughingly prepared to go on about Betty Boop.  Then as I copied the link over, I realized it was loop.  So I sat laughing at myself and my  mistake.

So much can be said about loop and the beginning and end of one.  Marilyn posted a carousel which brought back memories of a time long ago.

After reading Liza’s blog this morning I realized it was so well said that I had to reblog it and wondered how could I possibly add anything to it?


Caught up in a causality of our own making

Can we understand the loop and breaking

The circle of which sets us up for better or worse

Is based on our thoughts actions so perverse

We reenact the same events and causes

Blindly running on a mouse’s wheel

Going nowhere, changing nothing real

The better outcome we all wish for

Is ours for the taking with new rapport

New ideas and different folks

Tempting new thoughts to provoke

A new way of living our lives

A different way leaving old archives

Behind as we move ahead

Freeing us up instead

To live the life of fun not dread

Open a vista a horizon vast and wide

Arms open wide we embrace the tide

Forever yearning, seeking, learning

The loop instead becomes a swirl

Of endless possibilities unfurled






It’s easy to give unwanted advice

To those younger acting unwise

Whose life experiences are limited

Especially countries considered primitive

Often we do them a dis-service

For living and learning

Enhances  discerning

Being responsible comes with time

And making mistakes is not a crime

So bite your tongue resist the urge

To meddle, trusting they will emerge

Triumphant and whole without

Your truly meddlesome soul








I was relieved at the sight

Of my beloved full of inner light

Speaking forthrightly on stage

The audience fully engaged

By the beauty and truth they saw

Within her words they found no flaw

Her earnest desire to impart wisdom

To look above and beyond the system

To what could be should be can be

If we unite stand strong setting us free

To reach the stars and beyond

Moving upward and onward to respond

With love and affection to all we see

Relieved when we find true unity








lol first thought when I saw word of the day 10 green bottles hanging on the wall

If you bottle up emotions

You’ll soon see explosions

Trivial things become big things

Which will inevitably bring

Emotional turmoil heavy and deep

Suddenly you are unable to sleep

Time to uncork the bottle

Before emotions become colossal

Diffuse some of the pressure

So feelings and life are fresher








A Fountain of Affection



Whether it be family or friends

Never treat them as bookends

Keep them close in your heart

Never from their love depart

A fountain of affection and care

With you they will gratefully share

You mean more than you’ll ever know

Even if occasionally they might not show

How special and treasured you are

Much about you they certainly admire

You have much to offer them all

Cherished words shared that enthrawl

It may seem insignificant and natural to you

The little acts of kindness you do

That add up to mountains full of feeling

You are always delightful, endearing














Natty is a very old word

And clearly not often heard

It mans chic elegant snazzy

Nothing here that’s trashy

Coiffed to perfection

In the latest collection

Clean tidy well put together

Completely lovely, altogether






Bright and Clear

The day dawned bright and clear

Oh what a beautiful sight

It filled her with great cheer

Her spirits lifted it was a highlight

Sitting in the early morning sun

Peace and tranquility were hers

Coffee in hand it was a home run

Creative juices flowing stirred

A delightful beginning to set the day

Nothing to rain on her parade

No errands to run, a mini holiday

As she faced the day happily unafraid






For years we were taught to be uniform

Go with the flow dont rock the boat conform

Now we’re encouraged think outside the box

Be fresh believe the impossible remove the blocks

A uniform for school the armed forces and style

Wearing what others wear it’s fashion

In hair styles, clothing, shoes a passion

Held in the uniform of what we chose to wear

Often worn with decorum and so much flair

Are we really that much different today

Our music a standard sound with no melee

Uniform in thought and design

What makes it yours what makes it mine

Perhaps it’s the pride with which we wear

What we choose with great fanfare




Shopping Malls



I cannot walk a long distance

I often require assistance

In the mall I ride a cart

Oh be still my beating heart

The sites I see at kid level

Nothing here in which to revel

All I see as I ride on through

A bunch of arses who knew

Kids act out in malls regularly

Now I understand why exactly

The problem I identified

Never shall I brush aside

So like “Silly Old Sod”

Although it might look odd

We play silly games

Never the experience the same



Dinosaur Hunting – Ode to Silly old Sod!

I loved your piece so much, that this little ditty popped instantly into my head.  Hope you enjoy and don’t think it is an invasion on your piece.  I was completely captivated by it 🙂


It was a day full of cheer

Everyone grinning ear to ear

Watching searching for

That elusive dinosaur

Hiding lurking sneaking about

Where was he hiding, move out!

We’ll capture him at the corner

He can be such a charmer

Look left, look right

I have him in my sight

Get him grandpa your bigger than me

I can’t capture more than a knee

Grandpa jumped into the fray

It was indeed a glorious day!




She’d never felt more distant

Nothing short of brilliant

Every emotion subjucated

No longer to be debated

Clearly clinically able to solve

The dilemna now facing all

Able momentarily to stall

Table her love and end the siege

Diving into the breech

A solution all could believe in

Honest true and without spin

Even though her heart now ached

Knowing the cost she’d not escaped

Daring hoping he’d understand

Her inability to speak beforehand

Her sideways glance saw the shock

A smile twitched as he took stock

Of what she’d accomplished

A war on two turfs averted