I'm Abandonin' My Faults

I’m Abandonin' My Faults

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

I’m abandoning my faults.

They do me no good.

They cling, they trip me up,

they sting, and stink,

they foul the water.

I’m abandonin' my faults.

It is not a fearful thing.

I will not miss them.

I’m just cuttin' my loses

and findin' new ventures

and adventures.

I’m abandonin' my faults.

I never meant to have faults.

They just sort of cling

and follow, and hold on

long after the fault. 

No more.

I’ve been learnin’

and growin’

and movin’

and shakin’

and these faults

are droppin' like flies.

I’m makin’ room for

some more faults.

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Joy Is Not a Crumb

Joy Is Not a Crumb

© 2018 by P Michael Biggs

Mary Oliver said it first.

“Joy is not made

to be a crumb.”

Hold onto that

for a moment.

Joy is not fleeting.

It doesn’t run away

if someone enjoys it

too much. 

Joy comes when invited.

It shows up in phone calls of love,

letters and emails,

words of appreciation,

and intimate moments.

Joy is not small,

nor can it be crunched down

into an acorn shell.

Joy is large. 

It is meant to be expressed,

shared, celebrated, triumphed,

proclaimed, shouted out.

I say, “Let joy get out.”

Let it become the

Peace De Resistance

the ultimate Soufflé of expressions.

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Odd and Obscure Thoughts

Odd and Obscure Thoughts

© 2019 by P Michael Biggs

What I want to do,

and what I encourage you to do

in this new year, or any time of the year,

is to do some odd and obscure living.

Think thoughts you’ve never

thought before.

Break a few rules,

make a few mistakes,

trip, fall down, blunder,

sing off key,

and snort when you laugh.

Eat pie at least once a month,

and work out at the gym some too.

Walk in the woods with

nowhere to go,

and follow any trail

you find for an hour.

Go to London,

or Louisiana,

Madrid, or Mississippi.

Get out of town for a day

or a month.

Just go.

Find love, even if it’s a rock.

Find happiness, even if it’s in a book.

Find joy in the simplest of tunes.

Laugh at the silly, the obscure.

If you need help, read Shel Silverstein.

Above all,

do the new and different.

It’s good for you.

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