DISCONCERTING & WHAT TO DO?

DISCONCERTING

When a seed that you planted and watered

and weeded and pampered and guarded

is about to burst forth with a blossom,

to you the occasion is awesome.

Yet people who you thought would care

preferred to have hot dogs and beer.

You don't know what they're thinking,

while your heart is sinking,

but it hurts.

WHAT TO DO?

A question to ponder:

What to do?  What to do?

Tolerate those who tolerate me?

Or simply depart, letting them be?

Letting them wonder?

Why should I care?

It's about them,

not about me.

Why should I care?

A FATHER'S LULLABY -- There Will Always Be Dragons to slay

This lullaby was written for my son, Michael.
I finished it, more or less, it when he was ... oh, about 32.
Please, please, tell us what you think of it.
The sheet music can be viewed or downloaded at Free-Scores.com
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Lucid, Vincent There Will Always Be Dragons to Slay (A Father's Lullaby) + MP3 (human interpretation) / MIDIVoice, Strings ensemble Celtic / 2010 V. J. Lucid © All rights reserved Powered by Free-scores.com

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Is it good enough to get it published?   If so, how?

An Irish Duck Hunter's Blessing

May your boat not be the orange kind.

May the wind be always in your face,

The ducks fly low above your blind,

Your buddy neither sneeze nor cough --

And if you tend to shoot in haste,

May you forget to take the safety off.

Editorial Comment:

 I have a Ph.D. in Wildlife Biology. I choose not to hunt, but I consider most hunting to be a personal decision -- assuming that you kill cleanly* and eat what you kill.  Trophy hunting, from a biology viewpoint, is hard to defend.  

* Bow-hunters ought to be really good archers before going into the woods. I once proposed, only half in jest, that you practice on ducks.  Your dog will retrieve all those arrows. Right?