Whimical Tidbits, Fragments and Puzzle Pieces

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Learning changes the brain

"Pensar es servir"


Every mind is creative

A monarch butterfly

Yuri Cortez/AFP/Getty



reawaken
release
renew
redeem
retrieve
restore
refresh
reclaim
reappropriate
recreate



It floats to me

softly, sweetly, truly
gently lighting on my brow
warmly choosing me
I close my eyes
and receive the gift


Like Gardening

Nothing's better than a garden
when we're looking for a way
and truly have something to say
that should never be forgotten.

It's not just about the flowers.
Beautiful though they well may be
they would not be half so pretty
were it not for April showers.

And way before the flowers show
a gardener has to plant the seed
and tug away at every weed
to give a seedling room to grow.

Yet all that work would be a waste
if first the tilling and the hoeing
that anticipates the growing
had not already taken place.

Nothing's better than a garden
when we're looking for a way
and truly have something to say
that should never be forgotten.




Lucas and Evie fell into each other
he for certain from homelessness and hunger
but after everyone she had rejected
it was entirely unexpected
that he would find in her a haven.
She's on the rebound, her friends surmise
unable to account for the surprise
of how he got in there so fast
though it surely will not last
it's just her hormones misbehaving



The wise
learn to question
what is the person
hiding
why is the person
reinventing
who talks and talks
and talks







Silly love songs
make you think it's love
because you're mooning in your head
and falling over lyrics at every turn.
Is it love or is it an illusion?
It's time to come to your senses.




She closes the door
gently again
he knocks
to remind her
of his presence






Love cherishes
nurtures nourishes
glows burns
aches yearns
longs to be
Love is true
until it dies
from secrets, lies
and other
deceptions



Dr. Jekyll
beautiful, elegant
returns home every day
to a family that dreads
his inevitable
transformation to
Mr. Hyde




Harbinger

She watches stunned
as his leg shoots forward
jokingly
in front of the child
running into the open space

Stumble, pain, blood, tears

She reaches over.
Stay away!
Don't interfere!
I can look after him!
He's my son!

Sentenced
A life postponed
A son betrayed





Quietly
she
closes the door


loudly
he
bangs again


to remind
her
of his presence









Just
so
you
know

Baggage check

Her circle of unlettered friends
“gossip”
make her unattractive
kill joy, spoil sport, bush woman
unable to communicate
selfish, self-centered
self-absorbed, martyr
inhospitable, callous
unsympathetic, uncaring
fault-finding, indifferent
negative, unsupportive
a career roadblock
when she’s emotional, “too breathless”
when she’s not, “too cold”

Her faults
by his calculation
are heavy indeed!



Copyright 2012 Pamela Barnett