Poetry

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Insecurity or pursuit?

A Weaving Path Through the Wetlands

A Weaving Path Through the Wetlands (Photo credit: Stuck in Customs)

Painfully aware of all I do not know

of each mistake

of all my missing strengths

it isn’t even perfectionism

just the truth

that my brain can’t hold

all I wish it would

that my missing talents prevent

consistent excellence

like I love.

I love to excel

I love to impress

I’m most enamoured with

continuous progress

So much so that

I am regularly suprised

at how well I do perform

and how many people do

stick around and still love me

because I failed to appreciate

all I do know

all I can do

all I am

too distracted by

what isn’t me

Yet!

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Telegram Home: 25 words or less 2013

What would you write home from the war if you had only 25 words or less?
I heard someone else had this challenge and thought,
‘What would I write?” I’d like to try.

Maybe I’ll also do it in future years to compare how my message would change or stay the same.

Love you forever!
Stick together
You’re stronger than you think
Know God
Don’t disappoint Him
or yourself
You can change
help others
look forward
Pray

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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A Lady

 With a feline grace,

she walks along the fence

and royally refuses

to give up in any sense.

 

She’s creative

and won’t allow

problems or surprises

to cause a cow.

 

She is patient.

Her pace is fine.

She’s at peace

with her friend, Time.

 

An excellent example of

realistic expectations,

she encourages me to

flow with the changes

 

that inevitably are part

of life to be expected

and while never giving up

still need to be accepted.

 

She teaches me by example

how to royally hold my chin,

accept life as it comes,

but never to give in!

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Cotton Candy

Cotton Candy Making

Cotton Candy Making (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

I watched my daughter

standing in line for cotton candy

at a school fundraising fair.

She was so kind,

she gave her place in line

to all the little children who came up behind her.

It quickly became clear

that she would NEVER get some, too;

and it would not have hurt a soul

if she’d just kept her place in line.

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Just Meet It!

I wish that cars didn’t break down

that we didn’t always have to eat

that sleep was totally optional and

all frustrating, annoying, and expensive

obstacles would just disappear.

I would wish away my physicals

and skip the appointments, too

fillings would be the first to go

then ironing and moping floors

battling moldy tile grout

an aging, leaky house

bugs and dirt

calories and weight

Dirty diapers, runny noses

whiney, fighting kids.

I’d wish it all over.

Maybe I could finally win.

Something might stay done.

Everyone would be happy at the same time.

Object permanence.

But, NOT POSSIBLE!

I’d wish away the very things of life

there’d be no transportation

no child’s laugh or cry

no gooey, chocolate chip cookies

or a sparkling sink with running water.

The challenges are the price of life

I must stop expecting myself to beat

And instead accept their presence

and each one simply meet.

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Foreclosure

The light is gone from your windows.

It’s clear that no one’s home.

Once bright and vibrantly full of life,

now a dark, exoskeleton-like stare.

I felt it. The vacancy

left a void inside my heart.

Now the house haunts me

with memories,

as I wait, in vain,

watching for your return.

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Missing

No pen again!

No pen again?

I could swear I

bought out the store.

Have you seen

the scissors

or the tape?

I mean

I had them here before.

My keys seem to be missing,

I can’t hear my phone vibrate.

I know I filed it somewhere

I hope I’m not too late.

Was it dentist or teeth

or medical?

I’m sure it’s somewhere smart

that would make perfect sense

if I just knew where to start.

This frustrating, tear-producing talent

has just one bright spot:

This year I hid my own Easter eggs.

Will you find them?

I cannot!

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

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Brown

Photo courtesy of Marvin Perkins

Photo courtesy of
Marvin Perkins

We are not

a rainbow.

I am not black.

You are not red.

I have never been

white.

I want to shake the world

and say,

“Look at me!

Look at yourself!

Don’t you see?

all the beautiful shades

of brown.”

Just brown

light to dark

like sugar

sweet

with little significant variation;

just one

sweet color,

brown.

© 2013 DarEll S. Hoskisson (dsh)

(Marvin Perkins and his team have full permission to use and copy as desired.)