A Summer’s Day
Unexpectedly sky is so blue
Grass fresh and sweetly cut
In a tumble me and you
Sun always in shine
It’s always down hill
For us there is no time
Fast we run and play
Ever young and free
On endless summer’s day
Wind whistling a joyous tune
Sending dandelion fairies flying
This beautiful summer day in June
Tag your it, now catch me
For I’ll be back around again
For play and fun if you please
This week I traveled… its been every week this year so far, I’ve gone somewhere. This time it was to Colorado Springs for Space Symposium. I’ve been going on and off for 30 years to the event and it was good, and I had many customer meetings. Also I saw a lot of people that I’ve known in the industry for a very long time. I don’t know if in my new job, I’ll continue to go to this conference, and if I hadn’t committed to it many weeks ago, I may not have made the trip. I will say though, it was nice to connect to old-collogues, even if ever-so briefly.
Returning from that trip, my flight arrived at mid-night. I went to the parking garage and walked right to where I left my car. Its not there! So I fish the key out of my pocket and use the remote to hit the lock and listen for the beep. I hear it – it sounds like its three or four rows away. Dang, I must be slipping or just too tired… I walk in the direction of the sound. I click again, and horn sounds like its behind me. So I walk back, and again its not there! I’m now wondering if I’m crazy, but I tell myself, no … its here, you heard it, and sound bounces around in a garage like this. After ten frustrating minutes of solitary (cause who else is in a parking garage at mid-night) horn beeping and walking in circles, I remember that Star-Trek show, where Captain Kirk saves the day because he thought in three dimensions instead of two (yea, my mind works in odd ways) and I get back in the elevator and go down one floor and walk directly to where I parked my car.
Lesson learned… think in three dimensions… and maybe travel a little less!
Its Tax Season… so I was thinking about how as you pay more you actually get less for it. Programs and benefits go to those in need, as they should, yet no one seems grateful. Seems like regulatory oversight is growing, in health care insurance, employers reporting is extraordinary and costly, and with 401K fiduciary responsibility for employees… yes, Dept. of Labor audits are not much fun. They assume you are doing something wrong when you are giving matching funds to employees, because you want to help them save for retirement… I don’t get it.
So many to the left of me say we should be paying more. No one says thank you, in fact as taxes get more complicated and you pay ever more, likelihood of being audited goes up. I’m sure that too will be fun.
At least letter’s I get from the IRS are very nice, they are addressed to Dear Taxpayer 🙂 … oh but without the smiley face, that was my editorial comment.
Well, I’m sure the tax money will be well spent and taken care of by our elected representatives that look out only for the best interests of all the people of this great nation!
Just back from a business trip late in the evening… successful, its like when you may be tired, but you just hit the winning home run!
Restlessness
Restlessness prevails as time slows
Fear of life and living passing woes
Energy and thought direction fails
Activity without accomplishment sails
Where is my soul and muse today
Inspiration and direction in wild array
Like the boat tossed about in stormy sea
Maybe this writing really isn’t my cup of tea
Ideas and passions surpass my norm
Thoughts and directions refuse to form
Do something, anything to make right
Maybe sunrise will end this dreadful night
Age and time are prevailing enemies now
Daring the waves I’m standing on the bow
No compass, direction, no port to find
Overcome time, ride the waves of my mind
Sunrise brings end to dreary night
Maybe soon I’ll find port with aid of light
Value What We Have
Less than 50% of us vote, nearly 100% of us complain
History and civics are boring, we’d rather be entertained
A civilization built by ancestors fleeing famine, war, religious persecution and terror
They were not inconvenienced by 9 hr. plane ride, but by 30 days in a ship, where they vomited every day
They built our society with laws, labor and ingenuity to be better than all the rest
They fought and died to keep it alive and growing for all of us
They fought and died to keep their ancestral countries from genocide and doom
Because they knew it was right thing to do…
and when our country and civilization was broken they found a way to fix it too
We must value what we have, take care of it and build on it
If we don’t value what we have, we are doomed to have it taken away
Mike
Adventures Sail
Waves beat relentless upon the shore
Like a soft knock on adventures door
Beckoning us to set sail out to sea
To places unknown for you and me
Leave the hustle of world behind
Look to the sea to really unwind
The wind, the waves, the salt air
Challenge the weather bad or fair
The wind and wire and sail singing
The feel of the tiller shudder and ringing
The tilt, the spray, the waves bounce
Going nowhere, and everywhere all at once
Controlling chaos, the wind obeys my will
Onward to adventure, until I get my fill
Then the alarm wakes me and I know
Just a dream I see, and back to work I go
Mike
Time Change Imagined
Such an idea, daylight savings time
As if to control worlds rhythm and rhyme
Mother Earth cares not of our silly notions
Of time forward or back, matters not in her motions
At break of dawn, birds stir and sing
Not a care about when alarm will ring
Time is one of our human obsessions
To schedule trains, planes, school, work and social sessions
En masse we spring forward, an imagined hour lost
And in fall we’ll get that hour back, and its imagined cost
All we do and all we are in time is imagined!
Mike
Another Night on the Road
Good night sleep 100 feet above the ground
7th floor for another night on road I’m found
Morning sun peeks in windows not shaded I see
I’m liking the gentle way the light wakes me
I hear the highway with thousands of chariots
… carrying working warriors to the fight
I hear the din of nearby rail yard and workers
….working trains that passed by screaming in the night
I think of my day and so many like this before
I think of the next and next and so much more
Join the rush just get out of bed
Shower and coffee will clear my head