A better life is there ...if we just look for something 'better'

Views in Verse - on self-actualisation.


A better life is there ...if we just look for something 'better'

How often do we sit pondering on ways to improve our everyday lives...

When the difference between mundane and bliss is as simple as turning the key and walking out the door...

Serendipity

Since going my own way (I do ok)
but I can at times relapse
Today the crossword I do each morn'
Was the trigger to such a collapse

The early clues began this slide:
'regret,  loss and  ...falling'
No matter what I did from there
The trend just kept on forming

Words  like 'rejection' and 'scorn'
Provide for further fuel
While  'promise, growth and ...hope'
Point towards renewal

Progressively though
my eye was drawn
To the 'mystery word of the day'...
An eleven letter teaser...
That steered my thoughts away

After much 'to-ing and fro-ing'
Addressing thoughts absurd
It seemed without question at all
 'Serendipity' was surely that word

I note that this is a term
related to 'sudden joy'
A state of mind
to be sure
not felt since I was a boy

It struck quite a chord
I must admit
In looking beyond the 'mundane'
to truly envisage
a richer life
built on a 'serendipitous' plane

The sound of children playing
A reassuring vibe
Suddenly reminding you...
 "yes I am alive!!!"
Life is jellybean colours
Fireworks in the sky
A silvery beam is shining
Out of a wondering eye

They say ...we set our goals
far short of what we presume
Instead if we were to
'shoot for the stars'
We might just
'hit the moon'

Forwarded from my Iphone - Grahame J Flynn

When was the time in your life that you look back upon with greatest fondness?

Views in Verse - on 'the golden years'. 


When was the time in your life that you look back upon with greatest fondness?

I bet you can guess what I'm thinking ...those first few years out of school!!!

Such a short period within the greater context of our lives

but so key to what we were to become as adults.

22sunshine St

Looking back
as I sometimes do
A memory comes to mind:
Halcyon times...
Life out of school...
 'rafferty's rules' and...
22sunshine St

Dishes piled high in the kitchen
Washing only ever on need
Rarely much food anyhow
If per chance you fancied a feed
Do take-out
or do without at
22sunshine St

Always a new friend over
Staying till last one there
No extra beds needed
just sleep anywhere
The door was ever open
Drop'ins standard fare at
22sunshine St

We shared our books
and crosstown buses...
Studying as we'd go
Night time was the time for fun
Our student friends would show
Our parents came by too
Chat for a while
then go at
22sunshine St

Despite our different backgrounds
We cared for each other with pride
Sharing each others problems
Fighting each others fights
There was no me in us
Rarely a fuss (at)
22sunshine St

Making love to the late nite trains
With a real tin roof for the rain
A first love came and went
We each shared that same pain
Learning to live
learning to love at
22sunshine St


Days raced by
no time to think
Talk was the key
cheap wine the drink
Music the backdrop
sometimes loud
MJ set us free...


Some of us played 101 guitar
Never one of them in tune
Doin' our best with vintage rock
Sat'day arvo from noon
Rhythm was the challenge
Laughter was on cue at
22sunshine St

We seemed to know
where we were going
Without ever wondering how
We shared so much together
With rarely a shout or a row
Self control on show
Where it came from
I now don't know...at
22sunshine St

Some of us took fulltime jobs
Few resisted the call
the winds of change
were by then blowing
Far too hard at the door
Our own needs were changing too
life partners changed it all at
22sunshine St

Somewhere within this makeshift 'home'
In going about our days
we became something we didn't plan
Within this sometime haze
Where pawns became kings
in learning life's
most precious things at
22sunshine St

These days ...a busy life
few regrets come to my door
But whenever things
do get me down
I call upon lessons
learnt all those years before
in preparing for life
(and meeting my wife)
at 22sunshine St
22sunshine St

Forwarded from my Ipad - Grahame J Flynn

FRENZY!

Views in Verse - on adrenalin.

How do you like to relax...
Quiet nights with the television?
Feel the buzz of the club scene perhaps?
Or maybe you prefer a full-on frenzy...

FRENZY

A full-on frenzy take me there
Brings a rush beyond compare
Feel the heat ...stinging treat
cop it hard ...cop it sweet

It's a wild man let loose inside
Living with that white ball's ride
Cold sweat upon the brow
The devil's laughing at me now:

"Risk it all ...time to call
Bet the lot ...feel the shock
Golden tokens ...far too hot!
Think the family ...it's all you got"

Then the wait... the sudden fate...

"it's black and high my friend"

Panic subside,

your mouth is dry...

...time to go again!


Forwarded from Ipad - Grahame J Flynn Views in Verse

Views in Verse - on 'instant gratification'

Our faced paced society today holds many solutions to our needs - all highly personalised - some legal - some ...not so. All highly available ...on demand. But how much is enough? And where does one go when you've had enough? Community based support systems offer solutions ...but are they accessible at all when instant gratification is today's norm? Where to then...?

Is God in ...?

I drove off today in search of the

day I lost

Somewhere the night before

Fifty miles on I stop...

Fifty miles from my door

  

I carry too a passenger 

who is eating me alive

Running from yourself 

Sure isn't easy...

all I could do was drive

  

I get out by a picket fence

Reflecting lives lived once within

Little to say but

Front door open ...back door too

Spirits left cold therein

  

Cross after cross pock this town

outnumbered 

only by stray dogs

Precious little life

in this park here either

Save the crumpled 'wino' logs

  

A preacher calls

 "there's comfort here"!

Hard to believe by his grin

Everyone playing on

something special on

evil, guilt or sin.

  

How desperate am I

to tackle this state...?

I gotta lead with my chin

But before I enter...

I can't help but ask

"...is god (really) in?"

  

"In fact...

Why not take me to him now?

He must be aware of my state

I have some issues

That we must address

best handled face to face"

  

"I'll tell him true of my own view

that all the world's in pain

Bent, broken,

and disconnected and

bent in personal gain"

  

I ask the thoughts then

of a nearby woman

Just to get me back on track

She confides: 

"fact is man ...I only come here 

for the soup that's out the back" 

  

As I join the queue 

a guy demands

"First we need to know

where you're from...?"

"And look ...for a 'fair price' son

we can send some product along"

  

Then he says:

 "trust in God

and you will never ever fear"

To this I reply:

"I feel your hype my friend

but if salvation's really near..."

  

"My maker must have a halo bright

Something I can aspire to...

I've been searching...

Yeh I've been searching...but

There's nought like that round here"

  

And to what avail? 

I challenge myself...

To find someone who'll listen...?

Intervention must start with me

To free me from this prison

  

Cold stone arches 

Hold little appeal

in taming an untamed head

And taking the easy road 

is...'easy '

Time after time instead...

  

I slip into a strip bar

two doors up

to find a smile for the road

Didn't find a smile...no...

Not at all

But I sure enough dropped my load

  

Not much left of this goddam day 

Dusk dim 

the falling sun's rays

I ask a street kid 

for directions

He manfully shows me the way

  

Forwarded from my Ipad - Grahame J Flynn

 

Reflection ...well, it was a good night out...?

Views in Verse - on ego.


Reflection ...well, it was a good night out...?

There is nothing like the predictability of a good night spoiled by some ratbag who appears to have a totally different agenda to all of the rest of us ...or does he? What does he have to say? Let's find out...

Reflection

The man in the mirror is toiling away
Working off last night's fun
A self-critique
while purging away
Reflection on the run

I pump and I grind
cause I have to really
I carry some weight you see
Cause the man in the mirror
He ventures on out
a little too often that's me

As I work through my session
Thoughts comes on thru
A little uncomfortably
I'm the man in the mirror
I'm feeling good but
moving gingerly...

The woman with the hat
Was in my face
Well ...that was plain to see
A friend of a friend
she was so pissed off
...but hey  ...not because of me?

What about Sonia's brother in law
Some people just don't get it
Even when they're wrong you see
He's better off really
for the 'spray' I gave him
 hey ...deservedly

I was with that blond
...say ...why not?
She captured my interest awhile
The 'hat lady' sank as the
Blond headed 'skank'
Waved at me and smiled

The blond wouldn't dance
when offered the chance
Said I'd  indulged 'too willingly'
tried to resolve it
but I couldn't hold it
in speaking ...adequately

More time at the bar
Could only but mar
any chance of a budding romance
By now kind of numb
right down from my bum
Best suited for sitting ..not dance

Then (hey) that fellah
who just kept looking..
Staring provokingly
I broke my rule
Confronted the 'tool'
Sorted it out...well...
gentlemanly?

Sometimes there are things
I can't argue
That are much better well ...unsaid
 a good shove ...hey?
It works every time
Puts the issue
'straight to bed'

The pain in my shoulder
I can't quite trace though
the bouncers do come to mind
for no good reason
That I can recall
The barman really wasn't that 'kind'

My mates tell me
I could do a little better...
Be more careful with what I drink
But those last few...
'wow'!!!
Kind'a creep right up on you
you just can't ...really...'think'

Anyway...
Better for the workout
Time to text the boys
Sunday's a great day
I always reckon
For makin' me a little noise...

Reservedly though
Yes so reservedly so
I'm a social soul
That's me


Forwarded from my I phone - Grahame J Flynn