Terrible Poet

Maybe I'm a terrible poet, And quite simply- I just did not know it… Nevertheless, It shall never be said- I did not sing like a bird  My verses to the world! Nor that I did not play the flute for you to dance, or a dirge for your mourning… May not be the key or beat you like… Alas,  I shall sing to you anyway. Home is where the heart is, they say… May our verses help sing humanity home. @baccusbee ©lbaccus 2019 Credit:  "Sing Me Back Home" Don Williams 2014 Matthew 11:17 #poetry

where does the noise go after it's been made?  it's energy, but yet seems to be no more?  if energy doesn't die and always remains, what then becomes of all the sound energy after it's born?  on this matter, i need to know more... @baccusbee #vss365

P eople pleasing  R aises pressure E go requires you oblige S ustainable self S tops trying to please them all  U nrelenting boundary enforcement  R elease expectations & E xamine motives @baccusbee #vss365  An acrostic offering for the fam tonight.✨

Dear Prudence, Forgive us for drifting away from you in our words, deeds, thoughts & actions.  May we ever endeavor to seek you first and foremost as we interact with the world- our fellow humans.  Prov. 8

our dreams are another world,  do we ever really rest?  i mean I guess we do,  i wake up with zest... (most of the time) how about you? i've met people in dreamland i would be honored to know in this waking life... was it you i met?  or you?  seem familiar... thought i knew you from somewhere... or was it just a dream? @baccusbee #vss365