The Faintest Grin

Apr 08

Watching closely,
Smile cropped from homeless
Zooming in,
I’d like to see,
The faintest grin.
 
Will I see it,
Lips get thin,
Will I see,
Eyes cropped from homeless
A smile from him?
 
Eyebrows raised,
Eyes get wide,
I sense there is,
Some joy inside.
Smile cropped from homeless
 
Nope!
 
That wasn’t it,
He held his frown,
His only smile,
Is upside down!

 

Have you ever had to work with someone with little or no sense of humor? Making them smile is a major effort. Have you ever found that checkout person at the grocery store looking way less than happy?

Do you ever try to get them to smile just to see if you can do it? That’s the nice thing about a smile. If you see someone without one you can give them one of yours. How do you get someone to smile? How do they get you to smile?

By the way, that’s kind of a freaky edit job on that stock image isn’t it?

 

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That Guy’s Such a Jerk!

Mar 24

I said to my co-worker,
Time business concept.“That guy’s such a jerk!”
And we both kind of chuckled,
And went back to work.
 
The words that I spoke,
Spread quickly around,
And my negative thoughts,
By the “jerk” were soon found.
 
Hurt and offended,
He was upset and mad,
That my unkindly words,
Made him look kind of bad.
 
So he did the same thing,
He spoke poorly of me,
Yet not to my face,
But to everyone he’d see.
 
And the cycle continued,
Through the office all through,
Negatives expanded,
And its energy grew.
 
It grew and it festered,
Like a terminal case,
What a bad place to work!
What a negative space!
 
Then…
 
Like a big truck it hit me,
I made this space!
I set the tone!
For my daily workplace!
 
My backhanded comments,
My gossip and dirt,
Had a whole lot of power,
In creating this hurt.
 
I’ve dishonored another,
I made him the cause,
That I am unhappy,
And it’s making me pause.
 
“We reap what we sow,”
– Learned that as a kid,
But I kinda forgot it,
And I’m sorry I did.
 
My words are contagious,
Now I know that I could,
Choose them more wisely,
And let them be good.
 
Now…
 
The good I sow daily,
Comes full circle to me,
And this great place I work,
Is that best place to be!
 
 
 
 
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This Pain Inside of Me

Mar 17

What is this pain inside of me,
Why do you so persist?
I’ve tried to numb your presence,
I’ve tried to not resist.

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What is the pain inside of me,
What is it that you want?
I’ve listened to this heart of mine,
Yet still you cling and haunt.
 
What is this pain inside of me,
What say you with your voice?
I hear your painful remedy,
Which in – I find my choice.
 
A choice to stop and listen,
A choice to hear your cry,
A choice to learn a lesson,
A choice to let you die.
 
I do believe I’ve listened well,
I do believe we’re through,
I thank you for the lessons, pain,
And now bid you adieu!

Copyright 2013 Steve Dahl

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This Poem Belongs to No One

Mar 17

This poem belongs to no one,
From air so thin it’s plucked,pencil-with-Dahl-name
It started in a moment,
I really thought it sucked.
 
Hiding in its dormancy,
At which I think you’ll gasp,
It renders near reality,
It’s now within your grasp.
 
This poem belongs to no one,
From trademarks it is free,
It’s not a legal entity,
It’s simply part of me.
 
It never will be printed,
For books or films it’s not,
These words don’t have a chance in well…
They haven’t got a shot.
 
This poem belongs to no one,
From minds so weird like mine,
It’s likely to stay hidden,
And I think that’s just fine.

 

Copyright 2013 Steve Dahl

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