The Shiny Thing

May 8

THE SHINY THING

The starling stands with the candy wrapper in its beak; the cellophane flexes in the breeze.  Here is my life.  I have the shiny thing in my possession.  What do I do?  Do I give up my intended tasks to attempt dominance or control of the shiny thing?  Do I release this thing of intrigue and beauty?  I am drawn to the shimmer and sparkle but shudder at the price.  The world is filled with shiny things.  I can enjoy them but leave them where they lay.

Play the tune but change the lyrics.

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More Than a Fedora

I have no explanations only expletives,

I wish I had something to say

that you wished to hear,

but that is not current events;

Foul humored broadcasts are what fill the air this day.

Bad temper is tempting,

but I can no longer be satisfied in this way

nor is this a performance that you care to witness.

I will play FCC to my ruminations

curtailing this colorful darkness for my benefit

and the clearing of the air.

I have never shied from dramatic vocabulary

and I do not now,

but throwing out words is waste

and I am learning to conserve.

I don’t have to leak my power

I can cover my head

and close my mouth.

You are reading selections from Sober on the Way to Sane and More Lines From My Life by Sherrie Theriault

http://www.amazon.com/Sober-On-The-Way-Sane/dp/1440417342/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576888&sr=8-1&keywords=sober+on+the+way+to+sane

http://www.amazon.com/More-Lines-From-My-Life/dp/1448677203/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1388576956&sr=8-1&keywords=More+Lines+From+My+Life