Tuesday, November 29, 2011

Christmas by Candle Light by Bob Atkinson

Candle Light

(c)2011 Bob Atkinson

wax dripping, light waving
dancing memories in your heart
the candles flicker brightly
as you're darning your socks

tree lights ablaze
as thoughts re-appear
from old times, were good times
we've put on many years

tree lights of ages
past youth's active stages
done all the dreams
we set out to do

tree lights bring memories
of people gone from your life
through death and moving on
into others' lives

was good those things
we did together, and apart
building that good life
and never having wants

now it is over
all we have left
are flames from the candle
hope we did our best

tree lights ablaze
as thoughts re-appear
from old times, were good times
we've put on the years

tree lights of ages
past youth's active stages
done all the dreams
we set out to do

Monday, November 14, 2011

Arizona Poet Laureate by Bob Atkinson

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Arizona Poet Laureate
(c)2011 Bob Atkinson
they saw the need for moderation
in the daily thoughts of men
some deep reflective deliberation
to draw us together as friends

search they did for that which
becomes oh so hard to find
common ground for progress
which feeds the needs of all kinds

support for those issues
which lay behind our times
comes slowly when divisiveness
brings a sudden call to arms

if directed toward the past
we see others perform
those actions in a context
so very close to ours

hindsight's a map available to us
as we move through lifetime's trials
if we choose to absorb the lessons
of history from our fathers' writings

haven't we come beyond
that old selfish outlook
to a point where we can satisfy  
our egos without mortal conflict?  

Saturday, November 12, 2011

Building Harmony by Bob Atkinson

Building Harmony

(c)2011 Bob Atkinson

bring in effort, bring in organization
bring in need, assemble resources
move together as if one being
satisfying everyone's needs

carry on if you will
about this or that wrong action
protest, fight or just delay
progress as an example

what you do with your discord
is discordant in the least
and carries no real virtue
to all peoples on the street

raising ire of rank and file
by blame and character assassination
shames the ones who do this deed
and destroys their useful contribution

without the charity given to others
that some profess to seek
one cannot build a machine of people
that moves us toward a peak

don't tell me how my civilization
is wrong in its approach to commerce
then tear it down without shame
giving not a substitute in the bargain

those who steal the cohesive form
from that which has been built
gain nothing for their peers
but shame and discontent

some sit back and blame others
for that which has not been done
while holding the useless in high esteem
those who sit upon their buns

carry not the temperament
of one who always cries
about what others do or don't do
while lying on one's backside

effort gives us a stake in the game
power comes from doing actions
not as we see others mimic the productive
by undoing normal transactions

false power emanates from destruction
as an illusion, not a rational force
destiny of man always proceeds
in due time with a direct course

all building together in harmony
not promoting emotional discontent
gathers us together as one
for everyone's betterment

in changing course of everyone
toward some united point
the waters no longer fight our progress
but rise and shoot us downhill

all flow moves toward our goal
all thoughts are of a kind
all wages paid fairly
every building built shines

we find we no longer need to cry
about what we do not have
because those things 
that mean the most
glow inward and are expanded

Sunday, November 6, 2011

The Three Way War by Bob Atkinson

The Three Way War

(c)2011 Bob Atkinson

the blue fought the gray
bare skin fought them both
the blue fought the bare skin
the gray did so also

as scissors covers paper
as paper covers stone
as stone breaks scissors
the southwestern conflict
continued on and on

civilians of all three kinds
were killed outright or sent packing
while the two opposing armies
fought in the east
within prescribed battles

the natives of this land
fought and died for it
for all the time they'd been here
was not a new occurrence

they had a different nature
independence was their game
no collective reflex here
rattled through their brains

they did not see a need
for reliance upon each other
they couldn't think as coyotes did
unless they had good leaders

a leader such as Red Sleeves
who organized the lot
keeping forces together
while freeing them from hunger

on the two other sides
were subordinated wants
to the “good of the whole”
not the “good of the one”

ideals of a higher nature
whether right or wrong
drove the blue and gray
in their battles all day long

they felt a kinship not appealing
to those both sides fought
no right or wrong in these decisions
only what “God had wrought”

so, three sides who looked to “God”
for guidance in their acts
did that which was abhorrent
to one's thoughts while sitting back

easy it is to condemn
those living in those conditions
while viewing from a different time
what had been thoughtful decisions

was not without rational motives
actions were proposed
although in hindsight barbarity
is open and exposed

when seeing with different eyes
situations never felt
or deeds required for survival
of one's people and one's children

they merely dealt the deck of life
they had been born into
doing that which seem so normal
to only those they knew

wild men of different clothing
blue, gray or bare skin
fought and died as they believed
was best for them and their kin

and they prayed to the holy deity
the one they believed was best
while sending to the enemy
thoughts of violent conquest

were justified in their actions
by stating loudly for all to hear
theirs was the “Good Everlasting”
which belonged only to their peers