Conquering Fear

A man would do nothing if he waited until he could do it so well that no one could find fault. ~John Henry Newman, English theologian and poet

Because of the pandemic, I haven’t had a flute lesson in months, and I’ve missed it.

It’s bad enough practicing the same pieces assigned to me back in early March; but knowing that I might have slipped into bad form/habits without somebody to supervise me is worrisome.

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Wolf in Sheep’s Skin

Trust your hunches. They’re usually based on facts filed away just below the conscious level. ~ Joyce Brothers, American psychologist

Waiting for the other shoe to drop perhaps?

You

pretend

to be so

solicitous.

Offering umpteen

suggestions and gimmicks

designed to show me that you

aren’t the Mean Girl I fear you are,

that you have my best interests at heart

and there’s no way you’d ever bring me harm.

 

Why, then, do I lie awake pondering?

Why, then, are my dreams tormenting me?

Why do I wake up shivering,

my heart pounding, out of breath?

Wait, now I remember —

I’ve been here before.

Intuition

is at hand,

warning

me.

Note: This is a Double Etheree.

Ten Things I’ve Learned Since My Third Decade

I don’t think much of a man who is not wiser today than he was yesterday. ~Abraham Lincoln, 16th U.S. President

By the time a person is thirty, he or she should have learned a few life lessons.

Some, we gain the hard way, by experiencing the consequences of not living as we should. Others, we glean from the folly of friends or family.

Here are ten lessons I wish my thirty-year-old self had embraced:

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Time for a Break

If you’re always racing to the next moment, what happens to the one you’re in? ~Author Unknown

Stella D’Oro Daylillies

Even nature takes a little break.

She pauses between each season

To catch her breath, so to speak.

Within a season too,

Flowers bloom and rest.

All of us need

Some time off.

Don’t you

Think?

 

Note: As you probably guessed, it’s time for me to take a wee pause. Happy Fathers’ Day to all the dads reading this, and I’ll be back shortly. By the way, this poetry form is a Nonet, nine lines with a decreasing number of syllables in each line.

The Search Begins

I talk to him when I’m lonesome like;
and I’m sure he understands.
When he looks at me so attentively,
and gently licks my hands;
then he rubs his nose on my tailored clothes,
but I never say naught thereat.
For the good Lord knows I can buy more clothes,
but never a friend like that. ~W. Dayton Wedgefarth

For the first time in 13 years, I’m dog-less, and that’s a lonely feeling.

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Woolly Bear

When a man points a finger at someone else, he should remember that four of his fingers are pointing at himself. ~Louis Nizer, Jewish-American trial lawyer

Despite my love for debate, I don’t enjoy confrontations.

You know, the kind where you have to read somebody the riot act to get them to stop scraping their shoes all over your feelings.

Take the other day, for instance.

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Komboloi Worry Beads

For peace of mind, resign as general manager of the universe. ~Author Unknown

Have you found yourself fretting during this global pandemic?

Wishing you had something to occupy your hands so you wouldn’t constantly stuff your face with food or gnaw your fingernails?

Maybe Komboloi worry beads could be a solution for you.

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