A BLESSING

I wish for you...

Comfort on difficult days,

Rainbows to follow the clouds,

Laughter to kiss your lips,

Sunsets to warm your heart

Gentle hugs when spirits sag,

Friendships to brighten your being,

Beauty for your eyes to see,

Confidence when you doubt,

Faith so that you can believe,

Courage to know yourself,

Patience to accept the truth,

And love to complete your life.

God Bless you!

Politics (scary)

Zig zag

I’m waving my big flag

Mish mash

I’m raking in the cash

Pooh pooh

I tell you what to do

Run run

I’m bringing out the gun

Cry cry

Somebody will die

Danger danger

Here comes another stranger

Clip clop

We have to stay on top

More! More!

Time for a war

James B. Mielke

boneyardhound@hotmail.com 

Gospel song for Agnostics

Heard a man talk and he was lying

Another man tried to tell the truth

No man knows what he’s talking about, just leave me out of the loop.

If you want to teach me your science

If you want to show me The Plan

Don’t preach to me ‘bout superstition, or the ignorant workings of Man

Ain’t no Savior on the mountain

Ain’t no Savior on the plain

Ain’t no Savior in this whole wide world, but we all get to heaven just the same

James B. Mielke

boneyardhound@hotmail.com 

Your Identity Lies

Your identity lies
Within your deeds
The life you live
As you sew your seeds.
Who you are
Inside and out
Whether you're silent
Or scream and shout
A living picture
For all to see
The things we do
Our identity.

Michael

A Song for Kristen and Christine

There's an angel in heaven.
There’s an angel right here.
They’re both on a mission
to end childish fears.

So sing with us Mary.
Christ’s love is a gem.
He’s granted permission
to travel with them.

They’re both sweet and gentle.
They’re both oh so fair.
These two lovely angels
are a wonderful pair.

Sing with us Mary.
The memories remain.
When we sing to each other,
Love conquers the pain.

One’s name is Kristen;
the other Christine.
Both taught me giving’s
a heavenly thing.

So sing with us Mary.
Christ’s love is a gem.
He’s granted permission
to travel with them.

Sing with us Mary.
The memories remain.
When we sing to each other,
Love conquers the pain.
       
Alex

Game Theory: like father, like daughter

Uncovering lies was a persistent family tradition. Her earliest memory was hearing a story called "Jacob Tells the Truth". She realized her father suspected and could not be fooled.

Years later at a trust-building workshop, staff was ordered to play "Two Truths and a Lie".

Now, determined to win, a tiny shift in the truth served her best.

A Valentine’s Day Promise

It’s time to end poetic words
that can’t convey completely
the way I feel, Dear Valentine,
I must confess discreetly.

Parsing of poetic rhyme
Is something I find daunting
when I must try to find the time
To put in words my longing.

Just promise that you’ll be around
No matter what the weather,
And I’ll promise to be with you
Forever and forever.