Where Do You Put Tired?

Where Do You Put Tired?

© 2020 by P Michael Biggs

Everybody gets tired.

Marathon runners get tired.

Housewives do.

Farmers, ranchers,

and factory workers get tired.

Even writers and other creators.

After a while the brain

just needs a break from

creating and thinking and

going places no one

has gone before.

My friend Seth says that

people who take their turn

get tired.

I get that.

It’s scary taking your turn.

It’s exposing your underbelly,

and getting naked in the real sense.

That is exhausting, and tiring.

I put my tired to bed

for a good 9-10 hours

every night.

That restores me.

I dream, and snore,

and dream some more.

I rest and rejuvenate,

and come morning

my body says, “Thank You”

and “Go have a great day.”

We all get tired.

Just find a place to park it

every once in a while

and then go back

to your exciting life.

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A Fresh View of Wholeness

A Fresh View of Wholeness

© 2020 by P Michael Biggs

In the beginning …

Parker Palmer said it.

“Wholeness does not mean perfection;

it means embracing brokenness

as an integral part of life.”

I guess I am whole, in light of this.

I am imperfect. My body is imperfect.

I have flaws, weaknesses, disabilities.

I can’t move as swiftly as before.

I have to take more frequent rests.

And so, I am embracing my lacks.

I am accepting my limitations.

I am imperfect, yet whole.

Now that’s a fresh thought.

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I Know Where I'm Going

I Know Where I’m Going

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

I know where I’m going.

You are welcome to tag along

if you like.

Know this …

I wanna be what I wanna be,

not what you want

me to be.

If you can handle that,

then let’s go on some adventures.

If not, then we shall agree

to disagree in an agreeable fashion.

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When Things Go Wrong

When Things Go Wrong

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

(This poem is marked UNKNOWN. It is not

mine, yet I love the thoughts found here.)

When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,

When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,

And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow--
You may succeed with another blow,

Success is failure turned inside out--
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;

So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit--
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
~ Unknown

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Hiding from My Dreams

Hiding from My Dreams

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

I’ve had grand dreams,

and the I hid from them.

I was fearful.

Fearful that I couldn’t,

I was too …

I wasn’t …

I didn’t know this and that.

I think I was hiding

from my dreams.

As I grew older,

I thought that was a silly idea,

and so, I pursued a few.

Wow!  What a journey.

Here’s the thing …

Fear is the enemy.

You probably can do

a lot of things you want to do.

Will you kick fear to the curb,

and dream and do?

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We Pick and Choose

We Pick and Choose

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

We get to pick,

to add to or to

leave out of our lives.

We pick our clothes,

our career, our mate,

our religion,

our goals and dreams.

We allow into our lives

those influences we choose,

the philosophies that leak in,

the books and movies

that appeal and stimulate.

It is our great power,

this power to choose.

Never let anyone

take it from you.

Never … ever!

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