Port of Call

Saturday is my favorite….feel.  The atmosphere seems to ‘back off’ and give me more space and a freer feeling….a different sense of reality; a different flavor of my sanity.

And of course, my gut thinking tells me that where there is sanity, there is also insanity lurking close by.  And, thus, according to my thinking,  where there is reality, there is also the imaginary present in the surroundings.  I can’t grab it yet but I can sense it and…..I bet…..so can you.

Thus, given these ‘fancies’ of mine, it’s in this ‘ether’ that the intangibles live that we must conquer to ‘move’ ahead…. in some aspects of our ‘real’ lives.

Thus, the motivation of this poem….coming to grips with those intangibles….our ‘guts’ and the  toughening of our ‘attitude’ to usurp the force to DO IT!  –  any task menial or otherwise that has not been fulfilled because our ‘laziness’ and other ‘apathies’ have NOT been kept at bay but have been allowed to prevail in our thoughts, overriding our good sense and good intentions.

So there…..that’s my disclaimer.  lol

Have a great day and thanks for stopping by ……if you have……you should have called….I would have  put a fresh pot of coffee on.  Well, anyway, my best to you and yours!

 

Port of Call

 

There is a thing we have to do
and we have to do it now;
and it’s not just something to see us through
but a commitment…. we must avow
to change the routine of our life
the path…. hath hither brought
so as to impede our laziness
and know how we were taught.
Reach down low in the stomach’s pit,
where your guts lay drugged and blue
ignoring your calls and won’t commit
to helping you pursue
risky endeavors that you must face
to move your life ahead;
so grab those guts down where they lie
and get them out of bed.

Do it!  Do it!  is the call
to move you all the way,
affixed upon your guidon
you’ll carry everyday
so not to let the apathies
settle in your mind
keeping you from accomplishing
the tasks you have assigned.
Indifference shield and keep away.
Yes, laziness must be drowned.
Positive forces must own the day
and spread out all around.
So toughen up and do the task
no matter how big or small.
The first step’s the hardest and starts today;
you’ve reached your port of call.

© copyright 2013  t. j. gargano

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