Marching Song of the Sloths

This poem started as a tongue in cheek comment to a post Turning by  Ritu Bhathal(butismileanyway) yesterday. She was kind enough to respond back with two smiling emojis (two of them, not one, just think of it), so I thought why not post the comment as a poem in my blog.  I decided to sleep on it and before I knew Thursday turned to Friday.  Before we go to the weekend, here it is.

A mountain far away,
Distant fire on a
Cold winter’s night,
Pursue at your own peril,
They recede as you approach,
So heed the wise,
Turn.
Why leave the comfort
Of a warm bed?
Nike is not going to pay you
To just do it😊

Wise:Week Forty Nine of My Fifty Two Weeks Journey with the Letter ” W”

I remember reading a poem in my childhood that extolled the virtues of going to bed early and rising early.  Early to bed and early to rise; makes a man healthy, wealthy and wise.  It has been a long time since I had gone to bed early though I had been getting up quite early from bed to go to college or work.  Maybe that’s why I am not quite healthy, wealthy or wise.

Is it the same reason that we do not see too many wise people in modern society nowadays.  Recent happenings all over the world clearly demonstrate a lack of wisdom all around us.  Increase in wealth, sure.  Lot many people are filthy rich in today’s world compared to bygone eras.  For sure more people are healthy today compared to a century ago.  But do we have more wise people?

That made me think about what are the qualities of wise people.  That thinking resulted in the poem starting with the word “Wise” and that’s my post for week forty nine of my fifty two weeks journey with the letter “W”


This post is in response to Write Anything Wednesday-Jan-4-2017 sponsored by Writerish Ramblings

Wednesday, sorry Write Anything Wednesday

It’s that day of the week again that I had signed up earlier, to “Write Anything”.As I said last week, I had written nothing and sometimes I had written something, but never anything. So last week I had to look for anything to write. I think I found anything at last. After looking far and wide, deep inside me and outside, I have finally decided on Anything. For next one year, starting February 3, 2016, every Wednesday, I will write a poem the first word of which will start with the letter “W”. Why? Oh, even why starts with a “W”. For the simple reason that Wednesday starts with the letter W, wonderful starts with the letter “W”, world starts with the letter “W”. Shall I go on with my ramblings? Even WordPress starts with the letter “W”. Is it a coincidence? I do not think so. I have the first word for the first and the last poem in mind but now I have to start my journey to look for the other fifty words starting with the “W” that I can write a poem with. I hope I am up to the challenge. One thing I can promise you, the poems may be wonderful, wise, wacky, whimsical or wicked but will not be boring. See, there is no “W” in boring.  I will try not to write anything political so that I don’t have to write about Dubya.  Oh, I am OK to write political because Dubya’s name does not start with a W.  Phew, that was a scare!

Enough of Anything for one Wednesday. Now it is time for me to wander in this wonderful wide world.

 

WRITERISH RAMBLINGS, Write Anything Wednesday,https://dailypost.wordpress.com/events/write-anything-wednesday/

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