Monday, November 30, 2020

 November  30,  2020



SO,  YOU ALWAYS WANTED

TO BE A POET?   RIGHT?

  

Grab a ball point pen and some
junk mail paper and start jotting
down comments to these questions.
 
Name an emotion – any emotion.
Sad, glad, mad, joyful, joyful, joyful …
wow, wow, bark, bark, woof, woof ….
 
Grab a dictionary and just flip through it.
Pick out words that are interesting:
caramel, footbridge, hoopla, phoebe ….
 
Jot down the names of different objects
that you can see: refrigerator, couch,
soup spoon, foot stool, book case, rug.
 
Now you have on paper a few words
that express feelings and you have a
few words that sound or look interesting.
 
Next – if you have a computer – read some
poems. Pick short ones.  Read them out loud.
Can you spot a feeling or an interesting word?
 
Or next time you’re near a library enter and
find the poetry section. Read some poems.
Hope you find one or two poems with a grab.
 
Next using old envelopes or empty space
on junk mail write down some short poems
of your own. Don’t say, “I can’t do this!”
 
Forget about rhyme or reason. Just jot
down words – poets love words – till you
have what looks like a poem. Sculpt words.
 
Next time you’re in a supermarket –
go to the aisle that has stationary and buy
yourself a small spiral pad – 9 ½ x 6 inches.
 
They are usually 108 or 150 pages.
Put your first poem in there – and then
your second and third and keep going.
 
Keep reading other people’s poems.
Keep writing your own poems.
Slowly fill up your spiral pad.
 
Don’t throw away your poems, but
keep crossing out – and rewriting
your poems. I rewrite at least 18 times.
 
If you have a computer – type out
your poems. If you have the money
self-publish your best 108 poems.

 

 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2020

 


November 30, 2020


 

Thought for Today


“The passing years makes youngsters ponder why Dad gets grayer and Mom gets blonder.”

Sunday, November 29, 2020

November 29,  2020


 

HEADING IN A NEW DIRECTION

 

We’ve all seen a movie scene
when someone sneaks onto
a railroad track and switches
the tracks at a junction - so an
oncoming train will go in a new
direction – and end up elsewhere.
 
So too in a relationship, a marriage,
or a family, sometimes someone
switches a switch without telling
the other or others and surprise
there is a train wreck or the
relationships end up elsewhere.

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020


November 29, 2020

 




Thought for Today

 

 “An optimist laughs to forget;  the pessimist forgets to laugh.”

Saturday, November 28, 2020

 November  28,, 2020

 



PLANTING AND PICKING FRUIT

He spent six months buying and then
planting cherry, apple, pear  and plum
trees – all around the property he had
recently bought – after coming home
from 5 long years fighting in a foreign land.

 
It was what kept him alive in battle and in
terror – seeing trees growing, blossoming,
reaching for  the blue skies – seeing pies
and jams and hands holding delicious
cherries, apples, pears and plums.

Life: an orchard, a wife and kids, family
at the kitchen table, at work, with dirt on
hands and the scent of fruit on flannel
shirts and blue jeans – and God enough to
wipe away the scent of those he killed in battle.

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020

November 28, 2020

 





Thought for Today

 

“If you can laugh at your mistakes,  you’ll be much happier.”

Friday, November 27, 2020

November  27,  2020

COULDN’T  TELL  A  JOKE

 

It happened to him three times.
He’d tell a joke and nobody laughed.
And then there was silence.
 
Then one of those who heard it,
told it and got a good laugh – and
he was in the crowd who heard it.
 
It happened again a second time
and then again, a third time – and both
times it crushed and mushed him.
 
While driving home alone that night
he mumbled to himself: “This has
been happening to me all my life.”
 
It happened to him in high school.
He got a C – for a story that took
him two whole weeks to write.
 
Another kid heard him tell it to
another kid on the bus. That kid
sort of rewrote it and got an A +.
 
Who said, “Life is fair"?
 
He was telling this to his grandfather
who said, “There were 3 crucifixions
that day – not just Jesus.”
 
Years later he told someone that in
another context and someone overheard
him and told him, “That was a great insight.”

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2020