Things that Break
Life is full of things that break--
They start out new and in no time are coming apart.
Now if you think I’m talking about my heart - (Well I ain’t.)
I was noticing that the rewind is out on what was once a good VCR
(now that the “new” DVD player is shot)
And as for that old new house, (and rapidly aging car)
it could use a good coat of paint (and my car’s mine, paid cash.)
Yesterday, I took old clothes down to the church.
Today the rusty bike went out to the trash.
That clichéd line about ‘Looking for love.....’
Well I’ve about given up the search.
And by the way, the account’s on hold until next month;
I’ve been long out of cash.
Things wear out -
Even the best of bodies wear thin after fifty -
And this one’s well used,
I took a couple of hard falls back when I was thirty -
But like crab-grass in spring: life pulls me up;
Somehow I keep coming back again.
Life is full of things that break -
Like broken hearts, that will mend -
Besides these ‘dreams of mine’
have all been broken before.
Like greening grass after droughts of spring,
They usually keep coming up again.
c. 2008, Michael Guy, all rights reserved
I find that when I'm not breaking down I'm cracking up.
Gene.
Newfie Hugs, Rose
Keep fixing and move on... you'll make it.
Ron
joys and our angst. Sure glad you decided to share this. Bless you!
'Pea' <3 ...PS: "After 50?? Wait 'til you're 75 !:)
unaware of your own gifts of forebearance! I like
your attitude,and applaud your grit to keep coming back!
ET
PS My old, old VCR still works great, too. Much better than the new DVD player my wife bought me. They sure don't make things like they used to either.
Outstanding, wise and meaningfully poetized, "Things That Break" shines.
I salute You, Poet.
Andre Emmanuel Bendavi ben-YEHU
John
and thinner
ness
Be always safe,
Karen
Broken things do mend,
except electronics Amen
What a great poem you have put together, it could be a song no doubt.
Hope all goes well with your move.
Much peace, love, and light to you,
Amber "V"
Warmly,
Sage
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.