OLD MILK CURDS

People see you
In a different light;
Some see you dull
While others
See you bright;
Their description
May not be what I see;
Possibly in my life
You weren’t meant to be;
Loving and kind
Generous with sheer beauty
While I see you harsh and snooty;
It’s quite probable
That we were not made
To attend the same masquerade;
To share my table place
Nor my personal space;
In other words
Together we become old milk curds;
In this world
Of complications
No one has the obligation
To accept your application.

SHED THAT SKIN!

Like moss
You have to always be the boss;
Collecting information like a magnetic cloth to dust
In no one you trust;
In every conversation
All you collect is personal information;
From others who do your bidding
No kidding;
Temporarily dormant
Ready to use against the informant;
You are perverse
If you think this is the way of the Universe;
Quit being fake
Shed that skin, You snake!
Learn to love your neighbor
For the Creator does not appreciate this behavior!

AN UNWANTED PHOTOGRAPH

When a mother has her favorite one on the farm
It causes disconnect and irreversible harm;
It’s a disaster
There is no happily ever after;
When you are number eight
They have already sealed your fate;
She was known as the “The Golden Child”
Innocent and beguiled;
An eleven by fourteen portrait of her on the wall
She is a lace dressed ribboned doll;
Black Patent Leather Shoes
A young soul without a clue;
Long flowing curls that touched her waist
Never a hair out of place;
Her Mommy’s shade
Decade after decade;
While the others sat on the sidelines
Annoyingly looking at Mother’s Shrine;
The adversity
Has developed into a catastrophe;
All that is left is a cast out individual
With a whole lot of negative residual;
A Mom who plays the game of favorites does no good
She only leaves the child to be abandoned and misunderstood;
That Golden Calf
Is now.a distant memory of an unwanted photograph.

A SUFFOCATING WEB

Written on paper currency
Is “In God We Trust;”
The Pledge Of Allegiance
“One Nation Under God;”
The Song, God Bless America
Speaks of asking God;
“To stand beside America
And guide Her;
From the Mountains to the Prairies
To the oceans white with foam”
You are asking God to protect Your home;
In this current world climate
We are too blind to see;
We are headed
Straight to the sinner’s inferno;
Somehow, we have left
Behind the Most High;
To follow Worldly desires and possessions
However, when you find yourself
Tied up in a suffocating web;
When You are standing knee high in Shitler’s Creek
God is the first one You seek;
God is not
A God of convenience!
Not to be stored
God wants to be adored;
With the strength of a locomotive
Without an ulterior motive;
Cease the drift
Make the shift;
Please stop debating
God is waiting.

THE PRETTY BOX

“WHERE ARE MY RIGHTS?”

DISCLAIMER:I have published several writings on the topic of the COVID Vaccine and whether to receive it or not. This and all of the past writings are of the opinion of Tranquil Mountain. This entire Blog is through the eyes of Tranquil Mountain. I want each and every person that reads this do what is right and safe for them. Much love and Blessings sent your way.

As I opened the door to the local Physical Therapy building, I walked into a conversation. “Today they are mandating us to take the COVID Vaccine.” The patient sitting in the waiting room was exchanging conversation with the receptionist. It seemed as though they were familiar with one another. The patient waiting for her therapy appointment responded, “I am a caregiver for my parents that are both elderly with multiple medical problems. They both have diabetes, hypertension, cardiac problems and my mother has respiratory problems.” She continued, “California may be the first to mandate all people to take the vaccine. Where are my rights?”

Given my past medical history, I was very afraid myself. I didn’t want to get the vaccine at first. I sat down with my life partner and we discussed the pros and the cons. If you have been keeping up with my blog you know I suffer from RSD, a systemic nerve disorder, due to a Tetanus Toxoid vaccination. Weighing all of the information and my history, I put it in God’s Hands, and I took the vaccine. I’ve got so many medical issues, I wasn’t ready to add the COVID Long Haul to the Iist.

I understand that we all have the freedom to choose what’s best for our own individual selves. if you have an extensive medical history, you may want to read the scientific literature regarding the vaccine. From there you can make a knowledgeable decision. In the meantime, please use your mask for additional protection, vaccinated and non vaccinated individuals.

You ask, “Where are my rights?” To that I say, “At this point the only right we have is to breathe.”

THE MATERNAL MIRROR

I’m told, “Cry a little
Play that fiddle;
Entertain the Sympathy Card
It’s not hard;
Put it in gear
You were born to embody the maternal mirror;
Be wise
Don your disguise
All of those sympathetic mommy habits utilize
Act like the accusation is an unexpected surprise;
Never admit
That You have your favorites;
Remember, your Mother was a smooth operator
A natural born manipulator;
You have the genetics of true wit
Your Mom was good at it;
Always ready to go
Familiar with the dialogue, she’d say, “Oh I don’t know;”
Deny, deny, deny
Strengthens the Wonder Woman Supply;”
I say, “sooner or later those charades
Will hit you like an Ace of Spades
It will become the finishing blade;”
Life is a game
There is always someone to blame
If you play too many parts you will forget your name!

#BREATHE!

AS HUMAN BEINGS WE TAKE SO MUCH FOR GRANTED. ONCE IT’S GONE, WE REALIZE HOW FORTUNATE WE WERE TO HAVE HAD IT. COVID HAS TAKEN AWAY SO MANY OF OUR LOVED ONES. COVID STEALS YOUR ABILITY TO INHALE AND EXHALE. PEOPLE ARE OXYGEN COMPROMISED AND DEPRIVED. COVID HAS ARRIVED TO MY FAMILY. YOUR PRAYERS ARE GREATLY APPRECIATED. THANK YOU. I SEND OUT MY DEEPEST CONDOLENCES TO ALL WHO HAVE LOST A LOVED ONE DUE TO THIS TREACHEROUS DISEASE. MAY YOUR GOD GIVE YOU PEACE.

A 10K Run
Rollercoaster fun;
Breathe;
Laying in bed
Eating your favorite piece of bread
Breathe;
While driving in a car
Scanning the midnight stars
Breathe;
During work
A smile or a smirk
Breathe;
While singing along
To your favourite song
Breathe:
After climbing a flight of stairs
Nothing compares to a fresh breath of air;
Like the daily routine of gathering the mail
We never think of how many times we inhale and exhale;
The visibility of air
Is bare;
Oxygen
Is just as essential as your skin;
Do you believe
We are so blessed to breathe?
Never take for granted the air supply
Our Creator provides.

A MYSTERY GIFT

It’s time for a lesson
Class is in session!
“Don’t do this, don’t touch that
They told us in our childhood habitat;
Eat your veggies they are good
Candy is not food!
Come in quick!
Being out in the rain will make you sick!
Act like a young lady
You are not a baby!
Speak when you’re spoken to
No one is interested in Your point of view!
You must be discreet
What you hear never repeat!
Go to school
Follow the rules;
At age fifteen, I was told, you are too young to date
You aren’t old enough to discern or evaluate;
Take care of your figure and your body
Resist being curious and naughty;
Don’t allow a boy to touch your pie
Make sure he stays clear of your thighs!”
With so many don’t’s
And promises of “I won’t;”
It’s hard to explore
There’s no trying the merchandise before;
No interview
I guess it’s that, Do as I say, not as I do;”
Like shopping for antiques at the corner Thrift
Life becomes a mystery gift;
You never know what you’ve got
Until you tie the knot!

EXPLODE!

(THIS POEM IS FOR ALL OF US WHO HAVE ANGER ISSUES EVERY NOW AND THEN. PLEASE THINK BEFORE YOU SPEAK. BECAUSE WHEN IT’S ALL SAID AND DONE, YOU STILL HAVE TO INTERACT WITH ONE ANOTHER. WE MUST THINK, “WOULD I WANT SOMEONE TO TALK TO ME LIKE THAT?” TAKE CARE AND BE BLESSED.)

You have a choice
Why are you raising your voice?
Excuse my interpretation
However, this is not a life or death situation;
You can quietly engage
While you relay your message;
When fury sets in
Standing are the hairs on my arm skin;
On the surface
Just what is that purpose?
I can easily tell
Your day is not going well;
Your circuits are on overload
Looks like your mind is ready to explode!