Study Everything

Study everything

Let it be your teacher

How a mountain steam flows

Sometimes gently, quietly

Sometimes rushing, boldly

How wild flowers grow

Sometimes in clusters

Sometimes alone

In the most unexpected places

How the wind blows

As a cool gentle breeze

As a furious hot hurricane

How the sun shines

Without fail

Even when the clouds cover it

Study everything

Let it be your teacher

E.A. Fussell

11/18/2018

Watching Backwards Into The Future

The past went that way…

When a new situation in business

Or a new personal relationship

Faces us

On the heels of disappointing ones

We often look into

The rear view mirror of our mind

To glimpse our most recent past

Trying to see where we went wrong

Trying to avoid making

The same mistakes over again

We watch backwards into the future

Creating a distorted vision

Of what might be

Creating unnecessary speed bumps

On the road to success

Note to self:

Keep your eyes forward

Keep your mind open

Keep your passport updated

Keep your heart free

E.A. Fussell

11/11/2018

“It’s okay to be different”

We all are in some way

When I was very young

I tried to conform

But when I became a teenager

I took a different path

And each decade

Since the

My thought path grows

And the distance between

Conforming and being different

Grows

E.A.Fussell

11/09/2018

A few years back

Life whispered in my ear

Go live on a boat

I hesitated

Life took the boat away

Now I stand here

Looking at this beauty

Wondering where I might be

Had I listened

Took a chance

Rode the wind and waves

Instead of staying safely

Planted ashore

On the side considered lee

E.A. Fussell

11/08/2018

Running From Ghosts

I begin to believe

In love again

Then

Like jagged shards

Of broken glass

Your memory

Cuts through my mind

We were young

So in love

At one time

Unbridled passion

Magnetized

Drawn together

Your voice

Your eyes

Your touch

Heaven

We had such big plans

We knew what we wanted

And we went after it

But we didn’t realize the cost

When we had very little

We still had each other

When we had everything

We lost ourselves

We lost each other

We lost everything

Hearts shattered

So badly broken

Now

When someone whispers

Passionately in my ear

Of how much they love me

And want to take care of me

All I can hear

Are distant screams

Of what it sounds like

When passionate whispers

Turn to hateful insults

And the sweet soul

Standing in front of me

Professing to love me

Wanting to share life with me

Cannot understand

Why

One moment

I am embracing them

As tightly as I can

And the next

I am running away

As fast as I can

They cannot hear

The ghosts from my past

Haunting me

Tauntingly

Questioning

Maybe I’ve never

Really been in love

I wonder

If we were really in love

How could we

Have hurt each other

So much

E.A. Fussell

11/03/2018