Oh there are people who just talk a lot,
And then there are the real quiet ones,
We see this both with daughters or with sons,
Just waiting for a word with one you’ll rot,
The other gives you every word he's got,
The volume of those words would weigh in tons,
The quiet one may twist your ear with puns,
And never speak the clearer uttered thought,
So why should we but even want to care,
Or search for inner meanings underneath,
Great mass of words or lack of them thereof,
Each person wants affection so we dare,
To strive with every fiber to bequeath-
Them with our acts of pure unbounded love.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 24, 2011
Friday, June 24, 2011
Wednesday, June 15, 2011
Relentless Rain
Relentless rain and thunder roll,
In darkest night it soothes the soul,
It shelters with each crash of light,
The tumult in my mind tonight.
And on, and on the pattering,
The rain its ceaseless battering-
Against the shingle, board and pane,
All thought dispelled in its refrain.
The storm has reached crescendo now,
With fervent rage as to endow-
The trees to hold each branch and leaf,
And offer nests within relief.
Yet on, and on the rain pours down,
The earth displays its glossy gown,
And offers up to brook and stream,
The watered thoughts of last night’s dream.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 15, 2011
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Thirty Seven Years Together
Thirty-seven years all measured,
Thirty-seven years of bliss,
Thirty-seven years all treasured,
Marriage vows and love’s dear kiss.
Eros and his Aphrodite,
Romeo and Juliet,
Isolde and her Tristan mighty,
Pete and Julie lovers yet.
You and I we flow like water,
You and I we’re strong as stone,
You and I like flame or hotter-
Than a brilliant star alone.
Love has been these thirty-seven-
Years, we’ve forged a love filled life,
This has been the fondest heaven,
Since the day you were my wife.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 8, 2011
Thursday, June 2, 2011
Rudy and Jack (Unfinished)
Once Rudy Rutabaga and Jack his Pumpkin pal,
Yes they were friends forever until the met this gal,
Her name was Red Tomato and she was very fine,
She lived up at the corner of Green Leaf Street and Vine.
One day Rudy was walking out in the Outer Back,
And he saw Red Tomato was talking to friend Jack,
Much later in the afternoon he spied Red all alone,
So Rudy asked if she would like to get an ice cream cone.
She smiled her smile and winked her eye and then she plainly said,
“You see that Jack and I have planned to see the zoo instead,”
“Oh, Jack and I we love the zoo, and I would like to go,”
“The three of us,” said Rudy now, “We’ll watch the monkey show!”
Then Red said, “Rudy Rutabaga please now understand,”
“I want to go with Jack alone; then we’ll walk hand-in-hand,”
“And then tomorrow you and I can go and have dessert,”
Now Rudy said, “I can’t do that to Jack, you little flirt.”
Now Red got mad and madder still it was quite plain to see,
She turned quite red and redder still as red as Red could be,
And at that very moment Jack walked up to both his friends,”
He said, “I heard the both of you now you should make amends.”
And Jack went on; he said to Red, “Now you know Rudy here,”
“Well he and I have been the best of friends from year to year!”
“Yes, he’s the bestest Rutabaga this Pumpkin will know,”
“And if you give him half a chance I think you’ll see that’s so.”
Now Rudy felt a bit ashamed so he now spoke to Red,
“Now Miss Tomato I was wrong with all the things I said.”
And Red now turned and smiled at him and softly she did say,
“And I am sorry also for my words I spoke today.”
The three of them they talked and talked, and then they would all laugh,
Yes they were friends forever until the met this gal,
Her name was Red Tomato and she was very fine,
She lived up at the corner of Green Leaf Street and Vine.
One day Rudy was walking out in the Outer Back,
And he saw Red Tomato was talking to friend Jack,
Much later in the afternoon he spied Red all alone,
So Rudy asked if she would like to get an ice cream cone.
She smiled her smile and winked her eye and then she plainly said,
“You see that Jack and I have planned to see the zoo instead,”
“Oh, Jack and I we love the zoo, and I would like to go,”
“The three of us,” said Rudy now, “We’ll watch the monkey show!”
Then Red said, “Rudy Rutabaga please now understand,”
“I want to go with Jack alone; then we’ll walk hand-in-hand,”
“And then tomorrow you and I can go and have dessert,”
Now Rudy said, “I can’t do that to Jack, you little flirt.”
Now Red got mad and madder still it was quite plain to see,
She turned quite red and redder still as red as Red could be,
And at that very moment Jack walked up to both his friends,”
He said, “I heard the both of you now you should make amends.”
And Jack went on; he said to Red, “Now you know Rudy here,”
“Well he and I have been the best of friends from year to year!”
“Yes, he’s the bestest Rutabaga this Pumpkin will know,”
“And if you give him half a chance I think you’ll see that’s so.”
Now Rudy felt a bit ashamed so he now spoke to Red,
“Now Miss Tomato I was wrong with all the things I said.”
And Red now turned and smiled at him and softly she did say,
“And I am sorry also for my words I spoke today.”
The three of them they talked and talked, and then they would all laugh,
Wednesday, June 1, 2011
The Solitary Mind
Dynamics of the solitary mind,
What truths, or joys and sadness it will hold,
It forges through a wilderness so bold,
For solid facts and figures to be kind,
Yet wanders through a maze constantly blind,
Alas, the price of personhood is sold,
For offerings of richness barely cold,
A timid, temperate solitary find,
So press the greater mind another way,
Keep stretching every limit and its length,
And broaden the horizons on each end,
Include the love of others in your stay,
Admitting weakness is an inward strength,
This solitary mind will find its friend.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 1, 2011
What truths, or joys and sadness it will hold,
It forges through a wilderness so bold,
For solid facts and figures to be kind,
Yet wanders through a maze constantly blind,
Alas, the price of personhood is sold,
For offerings of richness barely cold,
A timid, temperate solitary find,
So press the greater mind another way,
Keep stretching every limit and its length,
And broaden the horizons on each end,
Include the love of others in your stay,
Admitting weakness is an inward strength,
This solitary mind will find its friend.
Peter Lowell Paulson
June 1, 2011
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