The Daily Grind

What drummers do we march to in the Daily Grind?
Always doing our best to never lag or fall behind.
The struggle to keep up with all of mankind.
Schedules and “to do” lists always in mind.
At times knowing your mission is still undefined.
Planning, objectives can be improved and refined.
To reach your goal, do you have to be a mastermind?
Perhaps just have all your steps clearly outlined.
Take whatever luck along the road that you find.
Along the journey that we call the Daily Grind.

A Blast of Winter

To slow down your daily travel hustle,
Mother Natures flexes her winter muscle.
Those little white flakes continue to fall.
Causing so many travel plans to stall.
Plow trucks are out doing their thing.
Waiting for what tomorrow may bring.
Who is open and who is closed today?
Skies are almost clear but oh so gray.
Weather forecast shows another storm.
Time to stay in, hot drink, safe and warm.


Diet Verse Again

These words are a conversation with myself.  I have been getting to the fitness room but eating the right foods to lose weight is another chapter for another day.

What, a diet verse to share again?
Nothing else to write with your pen?
Lose weight, don’t lose weight, no big deal.
Although being in shape does have appeal.
That means watching what you eat, no doubt.
It probably means fitness and working out.
Is this for one day or EVERY day?
Are there diet rules I must obey?
Can’t we just accept that I am what I am?
And for right now, I just don’t give a damn!

Train Time

A friend had sent me a picture of a commuter train stop and it inspired this poem.  Unfortunately, I couldn’t include the picture that I received.  So I invite everyone to picture your train station and write your own story.

At the Metro station, waiting for the train.
Commuters arrive, getting out of the rain.
Some in a hurry to get to work downtown
Some with a smile and some with a frown.
One with a newspaper to check what’s new.
Another looking to see when the train is due.
A woman answering a text on her cell.
Friends with more daily gossip to tell.
The train downtown to go see a show.
A class to take for there’s more to know.
Work, study, theatre and dinners to share.
The metro station, first step to get there.

Wish For the New Year

Be a child lost at the border, the streets of any city or another senseless death, they are still lost to a family.  So I write this message, from the heart,  and hope to touch you as we face another year.

Another leading news headline of a young life lost,
What can we do to save them, no matter the cost?
A young life gone, never to see another year.
Causing a grieving mother to shed a tear.
A young teen, at times, brutally killed.
Dreams that will never be fulfilled.
Names in the headlines that we don’t even know.
Statistics repeated as the numbers continue to grow.
May we teach them bullying, we can’t tolerate.
Reach to include all in our touch with no hate.
Embrace the differences that make us who we are.
Accomplish all that and you will be my ALL STAR.

Statue of Liberty

The Statue of Liberty, we have always blessed her.
Representing a way of life, we always treasure.
A way of life, we hope will never disappear.
A way of life, where we never want to fear.
A way of life, where hate should never exist.
A way of life, where prejudice can never persist.
A way of life, where children can play on any street.
A way of life, where neighbors easily meet and greet.
A way of life, where those liberties we come to expect.
A way of life, where veterans’ service we must respect.
A way of life, for us to teach the children what it’s about.
A way of life, where their future should never be in doubt.