Author Archives: blitzken

Happy Birthday from Eeyore

Sigh.
So once again it’s your birthday,
You’ve lived another year.
Hooray.
These birthday things seem so contrived.
Are we celebrating you’ve survived?
Well,
I guess that’s something after all.
You could’ve tripped, and had a fall.
Come down hard, and smashed your head,
So no birthday, cuz you’d be dead.
But have a good one, since you’re here,
And if you survive,
Have an okay year.

Just That Moment

Serendipity, happenstance,
Time ripples free, you somehow glance,
In just that moment,
Just that line,
When circumstance lets things align,
Perfectly,
So that all is right,
Warms your heart, lets a smile alight,
Upon your face as if to say,
The Universe nodded your way,
Showed how wonderful it can be,
When touched by serendipity.

Oh Facebook…..

Oh Facebook,
Silly Facebook,
We appreciate your change,
Your attempt to rearrange on our behalf,
Some of us get pissed,
Your changes we  dismiss,
Some of us,
Just rear our heads and laugh.
Still,
The truth is,
Come what may,
You have changed our day to day,
We connect now in a way,
Not like before,
So if you want to tweak a bit,
I don’t really give a shit,
You have made communication something more.

The Art of Reinvention

Please be advised,
Reinvention requires complete submersion,
The new you may clash,
With an earlier version,
Don’t be alarmed,
No need to flee,
Into yourself,
Just let it be,
Relax, reboot,
Then you will see,
Images will soon recede,
Then cease to bleed,
Through to your present day,
Interrupt, get in the way,
Just focus on your newer self,
Leave the old one on the shelf,
Your new software is much improved,
With several glitches removed,
Reprogramming of several faults,
Plus restoring your old defaults,
Change comes from what you desired,
So relax and let it be hard-wired,
Move on, and forget your old lives,
There’s a reason that they’re called archives.

Floating

Sometimes the winds stop and my sails fall, then
All I’m left with is the quiet and dark,
No mark of my horizon can I see,
Just me, in this moment drifting alone,
My own compass not able now to guide,
Beside me, loneliness I thought at bay,
Today, it shows its final hand’s not played,
Afraid I might remain out here afloat,
My throat constricts, my hope it does rescind,
In my boat, I can only wait for wind.

Opinions in Reserve

No revenge, no conspiracies,
This day’s for them,
And for their stories,
There are other days,
For those other things,
Political maneuverings,
But today’s just for memories,
Heartfelt, intent,
From when time did freeze,
For families and individuals,
So many lost,
So many brave souls,
So many futures,
Instantly crushed,
Blown away,
In 9-11’s dust,
So hold your breaths,
Opinions in reserve,
Give these deaths,
The respect they deserve.