New Year’s Eve 2018

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I am looking back with love not sadness.
I am moving forward with hope not fear.
I respect the traditions that have come before
while remaining open to the coming new year.

I have no regrets; they serve me no purpose.
I made decisions the best I knew how.
To fret and worry over what has been
prevents me from enjoying the now.

I will look ahead and not behind
at the start of each new day.
I will be thankful for the experiences
and people I meet along the way.

 

More Than Enough

sol #SOL Tuesday

 

Atelophobia – the fear of imperfection, of not being enough

Be kind to yourself.
Use your “company” manners.
Don’t let your own mean words
derail your journey.

Change the tapes
that play in your head.

I should have, I didn’t,
I can’t, I won’t, I’m not…
good enough
pretty enough
thin enough
smart enough
athletic enough
rich enough

ENOUGH ALREADY!

Look into the mirror,
past the imperfect skin,
not quite white enough teeth,
too thin or too full lips,
unruly eyebrows.

Keep looking into your eyes,
deep into your eyes,
into your soul
into you.

Who do you see?
A dreamer?
A creator?
An innovator?
A finisher?

Be that person.
That’s who you are –
more than enough.

Play Ball!

sol  #SOL18 Day 29    Phillies

Baseball was, is, and always will be to me the best game in the world. ~ Babe Ruth

Today is one of my favorite days of the year. Opening day brings me back to growing up in Philadelphia at a time when home games were only broadcast on the radio. We would listen to Richie Ashburn, By Saam, and then Harry Kalas on transistor radios sitting outside on humid summer nights. From Veterans Stadium to Citizens Bank Park, from Mike Schmidt and Tug McGraw to Darren Daulton and John Kruk to Jimmy Rollins and Chase Utley, and now Aaron Nola and Rhys Hoskins, I have loved them all. This is my ode to Opening Day.

Grapefruit League
Bullpen
Diamond
Dugout
Field
Homeplate
Mound
Boys of Summer
Bat
Ball
Cap
Glove
Helmet
Spikes
Heart of the Lineup
Bunt
Catch
Pitch
Slide
Steal
Throw
Ducks on the Pond
Curve ball
Change-up
Fastball
Knuckleball
Off-speed
Slider
Pennant Race
Fly ball
Grand slam
Homerun
Line drive
Pop fly
Strikeout
Play Ball!

Free Time

sol#SOL18 Day 28

Given that many of us work more than eight hours a day and five days a week, that free time is precious. ~ Michael Allen

I am free today.
I can play today.
I just don’t know what to do.

One voice says “could.”
One voice says “should.”
Which one should I listen to?

I have a “to-do” list.
But there’s things I’ve missed.
Don’t want to end up feeling blue.

So I will do a little of this
then a thing that I miss.
The best of both – it is true!

 

Brain Blank

sol#SOL18 Day 26

If it doesn’t challenge you, it won’t change you. ~YoAlfaaz.com

What to write, I just don’t know
One more day then to break I go.
You’d think I’d be happy, excited and glad.
but actually I’m feeling just a little bad.

My head is hurting, my bones feel pain
I wonder if it’s because of the predicted rain?
I’m tired and moody, a bit of a crank.
I guess that’s why I’m drawing this annoying brain blank!

 

Weather Haiku

sol#SOL 18 Day 16

No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn. ~ Hal Borland

Winter time should go
We have had enough of snow
Been too cold too long

When will Spring arrive
With its warmth and fragrant smells
Longing for the sun

Need to smell the scents
Of flowers in the garden
Comfort for the soul

People Watching

sol#SOL 18 Day 13

Youth is a gift of nature, but age is a work of art. ~ Stanislaw Jerzy Lec

I saw a woman much older than me

wearing pleather pants as tight as can be.

Her feet were tilted in stiletto boots.

Her face and botox were in cahoots.

 

Her hair was bleached; her skin was tan.

She was walking with a much younger man.

Everyone can dress as they like it’s true.

especially if you want others staring at you.

 

Her very sheer top had me shaking my head.

What more can I say?  It all has been said.

You might think I write from a place of jealousy,

But whatever happened to aging gracefully?

 

Day Five Funk

sol #SOL18  Day 5

 

Try but don’t try too hard. Just try hard enough and things will go better. ~ Rodney Crowell

Don’t know why this is happening
All I want to do is write
Yet I have spent so much time staring at the blank page

Feeling blah
Ideas are alluding me
Very strange
Every topic seems lame

Find myself just flipping through other posts
Unable to get into a groove
Nothing seems to feel right
Keep thinking! Have to come up with a post for tomorrow!

 

 

Cranky & Stew

sol #SOL18

 

For every minute you remain angry, you give up sixty seconds of peace of mind. ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

 

I could be cranky and stew all day

Because my prep periods just went away.

I understand a teacher is sick

By why was today the day she’d pick?

 

Today I’m so busy. I’m singing the blues.

NJHS induction is today’s big news.

Must set up the stage and put things just right

Going over details kept me up half the night.

 

I could be cranky and stew all day

But that would be fruitless and get in the way.

I have lots of helpers to make things go well.

It is going to be great. I can just tell.

 

No need to be cranky or stew or feel stressed

Not when you work with the very best.

Everyone pitched in to do whatever was needed

Cranky and stewing were quickly defeated.

 

The Flu

 

sol #SOL18                                   flu

The art of medicine consists in amusing the patient while nature affects the cure.  ~Voltaire

That hit by a truck feeling
I can’t get out of bed
Can hardly open my eyes
With the pounding in my head
Urgent Care trip in the morning
They take a test or two
Confirmed what I could’ve told them
~ my dear you have the flu!
No reading! No writing!
You can say what you will
But when it came to no eating
I really knew I was ill!
Tamiflu, Theraflu
Tissues, hot tea
Thermometer, cough drops
How can this be?!?
Life is passing me by
Missed a party and more
Going on to day five
Without a foot out the door
Don’t look in the mirror
The sight’s too hard to see
That pale and haggard reflection
Surely cannot be me!!
When I go back to school
This I can tell
It will be with my friends
Lysol and Purell!