Poem: Pining for a Pal

Pining for a Pal

Penelope peeked through a slit in the door

and what did she find across the floor?

A black and white panda with pitiful eyes,

was playing piano and eating plum pies,

He plinked and plunked and pulled on his ears;

he pined for a pal then burst into tears.

Penelope opened the door just a bit;

she tiptoed inside; she decided to sit.

She smiled at panda; he smiled at her,

they played a duet; she petted his fur.


Written by Rita Bourland - Illustration by Philip Bourland

Poem: Yoga's Good for That

I have been attending yoga classes for the past three years and find it rejuvenating to my body, mind and spirit.  I created a series of cards a couple of years ago with hand drawn illustrations.  Here are a couple of the designs.

Yoga's Good for That

I bend and stand,

Stretch and sit,

Bow and reach,

Breathe a bit,

Find my core,

Downward dog,

Inner calm,

Think of blog,

What to write,

About this gift,

Yoga class,

What a lift,

Finding peace,

Finding balm,

Feeling good,

Feeling calm,

Gentle thoughts,

From within,

Gentle thoughts,

Will stay and then,

I’ll go about

My day to day,

With extra verve,

Extra nerve,

We all deserve

To feel this well,

Yoga’s good for that.

Poem: No Failure Today

What would you do if you knew you couldn’t fail?  

I was inspired by this quote to write the following poem.

No Failure Today

  

But of course you can fail, 
Is what you might say,

But what if I say

That’s not true today?

Today I am free
To try something new,
Dance, dream and sing,
 Bid worries adieu,

Today there are no

Buts, ifs or maybes,

Today there is only

Yes, I’ll succeed,

So, what will I do

On this magical day?

What will I try?

What will I say?

I’ll give a grand speech

To thousands of fans,

I’ll hold a big snake

In the palm of my hand,

I’ll jump from a plane

With a 'chute on my back,

I’ll drive a fast car

On the world’s fastest track,

Maybe I’ll surf

On a mountain high wave,

Or wind through the jungle;

I’ll be oh so brave,

I’ll travel to China

and walk the Great Wall,

Maybe I’ll even

Grow seven feet tall,

I can do all these things;

no worries for me,

Don’t tell me I'll fail,

'Cause I won't,

You will see.

One Act Play: Lightning Bugs at Play

 ONE ACT PLAY:  

Lightning Bugs at Play

A mother and her five year old son outside on a summer evening admiring the lightning bugs.

Why do lightning bugs light up?

Well, I’m not really sure, sweetie.  It’s just the way they have adapted to the world, and it’s a special way they communicate with each other.

So, it’s kind of like talking?

Yeah, kind of.  Or maybe it’s their way of playing a game.

You mean like tag?

Maybe.  What do you think?

I think they’re playing hide and go seek.  They flash their lights to try and find each other.

You might be right.

Or maybe they’re afraid of the dark.

Could be.  They do live outside though, so they’re pretty used to the dark.

I’m afraid of the dark.

Why?

Because I don’t have a special light to keep me safe.

Would a light help you feel safe?

Yes, but I want it to look like a lightning bug.

Maybe we can think about how to do that.  For tonight, you can look out your window before you go to sleep and see all the lightning bugs blinking just for you.  Their light will keep you safe.

I like lightning bugs.  Do you like lighting bugs, mom?

Yes, I like them very much.  But I love my little boy the most. 

Time for a bath and bedtime story.  Goodnight lightning bugs.

Goodnight lighting bugs.  Don’t be afraid.  I’ll be right inside if you need me.

THE END

Poem: About Love and Skies and Two Being Two

My husband and I saw Midnight in Paris last night.  I highly recommend this movie.  It transported me, filled me with inspiration, hopefulness and the sense that anything is possible.  I won’t give away the plot, but there is the idea in the movie that living in another time or place might solve our problems or bring us more happiness.  The idea that we can create that kind of magic where we currently reside is what I took away from the movie.  If you go see it, I would love to read your comments.

About Love and Skies and Two Being Two

If you could live anywhere,

Meet anyone,

See anything,

Do anything,

Different,

What would it be?

Would life be more magical,

Mysterious,

Exciting,

Inviting,

Better,

Than now?

Would love be truer,

Skies bluer,

One equal two or

Three?

Your point of view

Might change,

If then were now,

And now were then,

And you could never be

Here again,

Then what would you do?

Would you wish to return

To what you have now,

Longing for all that you’ve know to be true,

About love and skies and

Two being two?

I know what I’d do,

I’d stay here with you.

Goodbye Harry Potter

In honor of the release of the last Harry Potter movie:

Goodbye Harry Potter

 Wizards and Muggles, goblins and ghosts,

Hogwarts a school with scary dark moats,

Mirrors that talk, teachers with potions,

Boggarts with strange and nefarious notions,

Owls holding notes, screeching black cats,

Dragons and house-elves, banshees and bats,

A phoenix with feathers worthy of wands,

Strange phantom figures lurking near ponds,

Chambers and tunnels, trains in the night

Evil to vanquish before the first light

Winning at Quidditch, taking the cup,

Battles and triumphs, lifting us up,

Good over evil, friend over foe,

Lessons we learned; things we should know,

Harry you’ve been the greatest of friends

Is it really the time

for your story to end?

Fountain Pen Wisdom

Fountain Pen Wisdom

This is a new feature on my blog.  Look for it about once a week.  I chose the title because it conjures up a slower time when it took time to write a note or compose a letter; each word carefully selected and meticulously written. 

Look for the silver lining even when the world 

hands you rust and corrosion. 

Hold out your hand and wait expectantly 

for the gift of another’s touch.

Live with light.  It will guide your way 
and inspire others who are cloaked in darkness. 

Rita Bourland © 2011

Whisper, Speak, Sing and Shout

In 1977, Billy Joel wrote a tremendous song called “Just the Way you Are.”  Each time I hear the song, I think about the universal desires we all share.  What we love about another human being is the stuff that fills up our spirits.  Honest conversation, loyalty, trust and faithfulness outweigh appearance, power and money every time.

Whisper, Speak, Sing and Shout

Whisper me your dreams, 
desires,

hopes,

fears,

And I will tell you mine.

Speak to me of love,

embrace,

touch,

believe,

And I will speak of love,

Sing to me of joy,

music,

dancing,

life,

And I will sing of joy,

Shout to me of truth

faithful,

loyal,

true,

And I will shout the same,

whisper, speak, sing and shout,

be heard,

be known,

be bold,

and I will be the same.

Poem: Catching a Bee

 

Catching a Bee

Silly, silly, silly me,

I climbed a tree

to catch a bee,

I looked at him,

he looked at me,

and then he stung me

on my knee;

Oh, how I wish

I’d let him be.

Illustration by Philip Bourland © 2010

That's the Kind of Friend I will Be

I heard the music of James Taylor for the very first time in 1971.  I was attending a high school retreat and was in a dorm room with several girls I had never met.  A girl named Sheri had a guitar and was singing one of the most beautiful songs I had ever heard.  It was “You’ve Got a Friend”.  I was completely mesmerized.

I have loved the music of James Taylor ever since and have had the pleasure of seeing him in person on four different occasions.  His music never fails to touch my heart.  As a performer, he has the perfect combination of an affable personality, a voice like silk and music that has universal appeal.  It’s almost impossible to keep from singing along when I hear one of his songs on the radio.  He is a beloved performer.  

The music and lyrics to “You’ve Got a Friend” were written by Carole King, another outstanding, timeless performer.

The lyrics to the song touch each listener in a unique way, but I believe there is a wish in every person to have the kind of friend described in the song. So, here are my thoughts on friendship.

That's the Kind of Friend I will Be

I promise to dry your tears

When trouble nears,

I promise

To be a friend,

The best kind of friend,

Who listens,

Comforts,

Hugs,

Brings cookies,

Warm tea,

Warm thoughts

With me,

The kind of friend

You want,

You need,

Count on me,

Count to three

And I will be

There,

Count to ten,

Your troubles will be

A thing of the past,

I will create

A fortress against the storm,

That’s the kind of friend

 I will be.