Cold steel words now cover me head to toe.
I bind cold blame around my pierced body
Thinking it proves righteous indignation.
Not the first // mine will be the second blow
A fight to the death // my sword sharp words live;
Casting blow after cutting blow I charge…
Battle-scarred, bruised, and battered we retreat…
Alone // Would be easier to forgive?
Oh, no! … for I fight alongside Id and Ego;
Too much at stake to forgive your many sins.
Blame is my protection // choking my heart;
Stand and fight // I learned defense long ago!
Forgiveness // love // leaves me vulnerable;
I go down fighting // while I am able.
Photo: Dwight L. Roth
Today Frank , at d’Verse, asked us to write a poem that includes blame and forgiveness. I wonder why we put ourselves through all the pain when forgiveness could save us the agony. It all comes down to being right! How could I forgive you if I am always right!!?? I believe this is the problem in our country as well.
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Why do so many country singers wear hats? It’s not because they are rednecks or don’t have any manners. It’s because they are thinning on top or may be bald. They want to keep their young manly persona, so to hide the obvious they wear a hat. There are so many different hats to choose from. Hats becomes a distinguishing factor for many.
As my hair got thinner on top, I began to wear a hat. When I finally shaved the thinning fuzz off the top, I really appreciated wearing my hat, for when I had my hat on I knew no one would think about the fact that I was balding. I know some women like bald men and say that bald is beautiful, but I would guess that most men would disagree.
In the world of men
Hats make all men equal
Some men have hair
Others are not so endowed
Hair seems to be desired by many
Tiny implants planted
In the thinning bald spots
Trying to equalize past and present
Some men simply throw in the towel
Shaving it all off smooth as a bowling ball
Then there are old men
Who cannot accept the fact that it’s gone
So they let the little spiny bristles of gray
Twist and twerk all alone
On the vast desert of smooth skin
But to me it matters not
Whether one has hair
Or is thinning and gray
Simply wear a hat
For in a hat
All men are equal
Photo: Ruth A. Roth
After listening to what was happening in the political realm this morning, I could not help seeing the comparison between our President and these beautiful birds. See what you think as you view these rare shots!! They were too good to pass up!
After all these years of evolving, the male apparently still has not learned how to successfully communicate with the female!
He is often weak in his approach and then has to be dominate in order to feel good about himself. Past cultural norms have only reinforced this attitude.
When confrontation occurs his first reaction is often defensive, trying to protect his fragile ego! He does not handle criticism very well.
It does not take long for tempers to flare. Accusations fly and everything is up in the air!
He is not happy until he has won the argument and totally humiliated his opponent. For some reason he can’t seem to let it rest and at times it spills out into the street!
Too bad he can seem to learn from strong self-confident females how to live, work, and share. No need to feel threatened. Simply accept one another’s differences and enjoy each other’s company. She had no trouble sharing the feeder with the finches and sparrows.
Amazing what we can learn from the birds. These birds came to my feeder this morning. I am guessing that the cardinals are both immature (no pun intended) the colors are not fully developed. The female house finch just wanted to share the feeder in peace, but the male Cardinal would have none of that! He had to be king and run her off. I think he was quite surprised to see such a little bird stand her ground. It was a rare and wonderful site to see! Enjoy!!
Photos: Dwight L. Roth
During my sophomore year in college I lived in the dorm on Third West Maplewood. It was a men’s dorm back then. One evening after classes were done a few of us were in the hallway when we saw a poem someone had posted on the bulletin board. It was listed as anonymous, but the words struck a chord with us and we began singing and making a tune to go with the words. It was such a good word of wisdom that I remember it to this day.
Sometimes when you’re feeling important
Sometimes when your ego’s way up
Sometimes when you take it for granted
That you are the prize winning pup
Sometimes when you feel that your absence
Would leave an unfillable hole
Just follow these simple instructions
And see how it humbles your soul
Take a bucket and fill it with water
Put your hand in it up to your wrist
Now pull it out fast and the hole that remains
Is the measure of how you’ll be missed
You may splash all you please as you enter
And stir up the water galore
But Stop and you’ll find in a minute
It is back where it was before
When someone takes advantage of me I become reactionary. I feel hurt and want to demand my rights. I am ready to stand my ground and say whatever comes into my head. As the stalemate continues, bitterness entangles my spirit and enhances my feeling of entitlement. When my ego takes over self-respect takes a back seat. In the end, I do or say things I later regret. So, what is the solution?
Ego vs. Self-respect
Debt owed still unpaid
Ego demands respect
Rights and entitlement
Brain fog of bitterness
It’s not all about me
Someone else’s choices
Egos and resistance
Complicate the mix
Forgiveness brings freedom
Debt canceled paid in full
Mind at ease
Ego back in the cage
Now I can look in the mirror