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Thinkin’

Thinkin’

Inspiration:
One of my boys once wrote that his brother was “stoopid” (on furniture, in sharpie!). I absolutely love that! I love the irony of it, and the childhood innocence. I like writing about childhood and naiveté, perhaps because the loss of both is tragic. We don’t have to lose our childlike love of the world and our ability to play. And the fact of the matter is, we are all profoundly more “stoopid” than we realize. At least, I is.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Thinkin’
Teecher said to think deeply,
so deeper and deeper I thunk
’til my eyes they were a crossin’
and my mind was nearly sunk.
 
Then I think I got it,
but then again maybe not,
’cause for this stoopid test question
this is all I got.

Examples

Examples

Inspiration:
I’ve had some really great examples in my life. Good ones, bad ones, and ones in between!
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
Examples
Some people’s lives are exemplary,
they show us just how to live,
the right things to do and to think and to say,
where to go and what best to give.
 
Other people serve as a lesson
in all things what not to do.
Their lives start out with potential and promise,
but bad decisions then turn them to poo.
 
But what if you’re somewhere between?
You need not feel any grief.
If you’re not the best nor the worst in the land,
you must be the comic relief!

The Burden

The Burden

Inspiration:
Sometimes perspective can be better than rest.
 
Medium:
Pigmented ink pen and colored pencils.
 
 
The Burden
This burden is too great to bear,
Dear God, I must put it down.
Perhaps I’ll trade that man over there
whose burden is on the ground.
 
His looks lighter and easier than mine,
it would give me the break I need.
And toughening up for him would be fine,
my burden’s perfect indeed.
 
While he looks away I’ll make the switch
and give his load a try….
Ha! It’s so much easier to pitch,
I’m sure with it I’ll be able to fly!
 
Hmm, these straps really hurt,
and it’s weighted over my toes.
I’m getting a headache from what smells like dirt,
and something’s smacking my nose.
 
Maybe this one’s not for me,
there’s another one over there
that’s even easier from what I can see,
half weight, yet twice as fair.
 
Hmph, what’s in this little one,
lead bricks or college books?
It’s definitely not very much fun
and way heavier than it looks.
 
What else? Not this one, it looks sad.
And that one’s growing hair.
This one smells way too bad.
What’s that one over there?
 
An abandoned burden on the ground,
fits great and the weight is fine.
Whose is this load that I’ve found?
The tag says… Hey, it’s mine!