April 2014 – Sunshine Lane

Posting by Email

I try to keep up with the

latest and greatest

of technological advances.

I’m sure I don’t know why,

but surely I do!

When things started moving

So fast and so true,

I couldn’t keep up,

It became quite a zoo!

My mind started stalling,

My tongue became tired,

I couldn’t keep up,

With all that was wired.

So now I am trying,

To do what is right,

And know how to post,

From email at night.

If this doesn’t make it,

to my page with great care,

well, big whoop-tee-do!

I’ll just start all over,

and try it once more,

or give up the fight,

and head for the door.

©Elaine W. Lane 4/29/14

I’m proofreading and editing the draft of some minutes and come across a reference to Linked-In. I decide to look it up online to see if that’s the proper way to write it or if it’s LinkedIn. (I like to be accurate, you know!) I open up my browser and it gets stuck while opening up a new page. When I finally get the new Google search page to open, five minutes later, I think, “Why am I on here anyway? Hmmm….oh look, a story about a squirrel!”

I look over the page, smile, feel all warm and happy, close my browser and then go back to my minutes whereupon I see a reference to Linked-In and think, “I should look that up!”

Hoo, boy! I do, indeed, have the attention span of a gnat some days! On the plus side, it only occurs while on electronic gizmos….that I’m usually using only, I don’t know 12 hours a day? Hmmm…. We’re in trouble folks!

Things I Love–A Poem

I love springtime anywhere,
but I think the longhorn cattle
in the Texas bluebonnets
love it even more.

I love music by
young people.
They rearrange notes
that come out
fresh and young,
sounding like hope.

I love Oikos
apple pie yogurt.
It’s health and home
in every bite.

I love new babies
and their sweet smell,
freshly minted in heaven.
(Do you think angels
dust them with that
right before birth?)

I love a baby
sinking into me
in the rocking chair,
while I hum a lullaby
until we both sleep.

I love poetry,
writing words,
feelings out loud,
to share my heart–
so someone can
feel it beating.

I love Alan’s kiss
hello each morning,
and my kiss
goodnight to him
right before sleep.

I love all
of my sons and daughters,
those of my flesh
and those of my soul.
I pray for them all
each day.

Most of all,
I love God.
I’m thankful
He still listens, because…
I talk to Him,
ALL. THE. TIME.

If I were God,
I’d break up with me
for so much talking,
but He assures me
He loves our talks
and would be heartbroken
if I stopped talking to Him
and telling Him what I love.

God is so lovely,
Isn’t He?
He IS love, completely.

He loved me first.
So I love and love,
and hope to be,
more love,
so someday, when I die,
all that will be left of me
is a sunbeam of love,
shining on the floor.

Poetry in Motion

Great article on teaching poetry now! I love the movie Dead Poets Society because it put poetry and life in motion, which is as it should be. Poetry isn’t dead. Poetry isn’t dry, boring words we simply read in a book. Poetry is the passion, life and glory of our souls connecting with the world. If you ever want to understand yourself and your feelings in a situation, write a poem about it without editing yourself. The words that flow from you will reveal you to yourself in a way that is quite startling. Yes…I love poetry! Can you tell?

Poetry is as important and alive now as it ever was. What will your verse be?

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