Looks like the sun is smiling

As if to say

Don’t get lost in work

Pay attention to this happy day

So I will listen

And after a little work

I will head out and play

With this beautiful happy day

E.A.Fussell

11/16/2019

What are you fishing for

Are you using the right bait

Are you tossing your line

Willy-nilly out into the water

Or are you laser focused

On the spot in the water

Right where you want

Your hook to drop

Are you able to wait patiently

Until you get a bite

Or do you get anxious and

Reel your line in

Thinking

You can make a better cast

When you get a bite

Are you skilled

At setting the hook

Or do you let emotion take over

Jerk too hard

Lose the fish

Tangle up your line

When all you had to do

Was settle down

Take your time

E.A. Fussell

11/16/2019

Photo by Jerry Sargent Photography

Life eternal springs

Regardless of what death brings

Some believe

They will generate wings

While others believe

They will return to earth

A new song to sing

Maybe they are both correct

Maybe neither are

I believe

Regardless of what death brings

In one form or another

Life eternal springs

E.A. Fussell

11/16/2019

(Photo by Jerry Sargent Photography)

Creativity

Is sometimes

Exhilarating

Painful

Brilliant

Boring

One never knows

What one will end up with

A poignant poem

Or tedious prose

E.A. Fussell

11/9/2019

Yes

I hear you calling me

No

I am not interested

In the darkness of my past

That led me

Down this stream of confusion

And delivered me where I am

Look

See that light just ahead

Yes

It’s beautiful green and bright

That is my future

If

I can step up out of this stream

Leave confusion behind

Place my feet on solid ground

Peace and plentiful beauty

Can be mine

E.A. Fussell

11/8/2019

Photo by Frederic Bonneau of Bonneau Photography

The best carpenters

Leave the smallest amount

Of sawdust and wasted pieces

Measure

Cut

Level and

Square

Then suddenly

The outline of a house

Is there

E.A. Fussell

11/7/2019

Three words

Once powerful

Lost meaning

Each breakup

Now powerless

They lay

Heart frozen

Choosing singleness

Over pain

E.A. Fussell

11/6/2019

Getting close to “market time”

May look a little different for me

As a builder

Than it does for a farmer

Or a rancher

But ultimately we’re all

Looking for that “SOLD” sign

E.A. Fussell

11/6/2019

She sits still

Listening

Observing

It wasn’t always so

When she was younger

The energy

Coursing through her veins

Could not be contained

But as she grows older

Wisdom expands

Her tongue is held

Words refrained

Emotions calmed

Don’t be mistaken

Stillness doesn’t

Equate to lack of feeling

Or the ability to be disruptive

Look closely

There is lightning in her eyes

Keep your distance

When she has had enough

Of stupidity

Or lies

The thunder will roll

And the lighting will strike

E.A. Fussell

11/6/2019