Friday, June 13, 2025
Four Fathers
by Lyn Marinello
Scalfronso - my four fathers
All intermingled together
Forever and always connected
Yet nary one single tether
One was a best friend
Cheering at all of my meets
Not so strong a role model
But always praising from front row seats
He instilled a love of nature
Of fishing & hiking & working with hands
He had a terrible habit
But stifled it on our demands
The next one made his mark
With tennis, golf and computers
Seven miles on the railroad track
Made us travelling dispute resolute-ers
You must work for what you want
Earn the things you'd like to own
Another okay role model
Who diminished every way I'd grown
I guess the third time's the charm
The knight to my Princess Mom
No matter familial calamity
He was, in every storm, her calm
As a role model, near the top,
Chivalrous, purposeful, kind
He could have been more accepting
But he & Mom were beautifully aligned
I married into number four
An amazing human treat
Diminutive by social standards
But one of the best you'd ever meet
His love was unconditional
His zest for life - contagious
Giving, caring, selfless,
A role model for the ages
More forefathers were four fathers
Teaching ethics, sports, love and morale
I am me because of them
Cal, Alfred, Alphonso & Sal
Thursday, June 12, 2025
A Morning Mantra
and read it to yourself EVERY day!
Wednesday, June 11, 2025
For You
Tuesday, June 10, 2025
In You
but so vitally important ...
Monday, June 9, 2025
Go Out
Saturday, June 7, 2025
Friday, June 6, 2025
Yes!
just some fabulous words
that need to be shared
with so very, very, very many people.
Thursday, June 5, 2025
Let's dive in
We each read what we want into things.
I'm going to delve a little deeper into
Ralph Waldo Emerson's
swim the sea, drink the wild air."
Wednesday, June 4, 2025
A Human Being
Sometimes, nifty things fall out of my fingers ...
A Human Being
by Lyn Marinello
I
am not a chess piece
To
culminate a win
I'm
so much more than simply
Just
the color of my skin.
I
am not the product
Of
your whims as I should be
I
am blood and sweat and bones and tears
I
am trying to be me.
I
do not exist
As
a sum of given parts
I
am what I cultivate
With
a passionately beating heart.
My
quality of life
Is
not based on generations past
It's
formed by my tenacity
To
create a legacy that'll last.
I
am not contained
By
the vowels in my name
Nor
am I defined
By
the place from which my family came.
I
cannot be packaged
Into
a concept nice and neat
I
am not a label
That
you place before my feet.
I
am not the past
I
am a living, present piece
In
a giant worldwide puzzle
Of
a fleeting, intangible peace.
I
am not a race
I
am precious to my core
I
am worthy and important
I
believe we all deserve more.
I
am not a demographic
There's
a purpose to my soul
We
are each uniquely qualified
To
be better as a whole.
I'm
afraid of an unknown future
Scared
of the indifference I'm seeing
I'm
not black or white or he or she
I
am first - a human being.
Tuesday, June 3, 2025
A little Vincent on your Tuesday
Monday, June 2, 2025
When Thinking ...
for so so so many folks ...
Saturday, May 31, 2025
Bloom
but so many to offer this to.
Friday, May 30, 2025
Journey
Thursday, May 29, 2025
Mark
was just sitting on my screen
saying ... "Share Me!"
Wednesday, May 28, 2025
Glimmer
I really try to find the positives.
Tuesday, May 27, 2025
Troubled Water
absolutely had to share ...
Monday, May 26, 2025
Thirteen Folds
As I finished up, I did a little research about the folds.
I have added that for you as well.
Thirteen Folds
by Lyn Marinello 5/25/25
An atrocity produced demand.
You felt impelled to take a stand.
You left your family; all you knew,
to defend and honor the red, white and blue.
Some fulfilled a generational creed;
found a purpose and filled a need.
Through the jungles or in the sand,
the uniformed pride is decades spanned.
Slicing through waters of various seas
fighting to end impoverished pleas.
Soaring the skies, adept, resolute ~
Pinpoint precision destroys the dispute.
Tech and tenacity, sheer will, great grit;
in awe and respectful of your choice to commit.
When the world needed heroes, you answered the call.
Some gave a little; you gave it your all.
Defending our freedoms, protecting our voice;
in a moment of silence, we honor your choice.
If we are able, we stand to salute
your patriotic sacrifice, pure, absolute.
Devoted to country, willing to die.
Thank you for your service. You are braver than I.
You chose a purpose, without reason to brag ~
now you persevere with thirteen folds of the flag.
Here's a breakdown of the typical meanings associated with each fold:
First fold: Symbolizes life.
Second fold: Represents belief in eternal life.
Third fold: Honors veterans who have given their lives for the country.
Fourth fold: Reflects citizens' trust in God.
Fifth fold: Acknowledges the nation, often using Stephen Decatur‘s- "Our country, in dealing with other countries, may she always be right, but it is still our country, right or wrong."
Sixth fold: Represents where people's hearts lie.
Seventh fold: Honors the armed forces for protecting the country and the flag.
Eighth fold: A tribute to those who entered the "valley of the shadow of death" and may also honor mothers.
Ninth fold: Honors womanhood for its influence on the country's character.
Tenth fold: Honors fathers for their sacrifices in raising and defending the country.
Eleventh fold: Represents the seal of King David and Solomon, glorifying the God of Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob.
Twelfth fold: Symbolizes eternity and glorifies God the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit.
Thirteenth fold: The final fold, with the stars uppermost, reminds us of the national motto, "In God We Trust".
Saturday, May 24, 2025
Memorial Day
Gonna focus, just a little, on me.
Friday, May 23, 2025
TTP
more difficult
more true ...
Thursday, May 22, 2025
Love - Lewis style
from one C.S. Lewis:
Wednesday, May 21, 2025
Treauty!
There is true beauty
Tuesday, May 20, 2025
Happy YOU Day, Deanna
Life
by Lyn Marinello
It is said that I gave life to you
But I’m not sure that’s true
That I chose to add to what’s on earth
That reasoning’s misconstrued
Your features resemble my own
Your height, I’m sorry, does too
Your dimples are in far better places
Than the ones that I hide from view
I birthed you both with troubles
Issues you’ve both overcome
Excelling beyond expectation
Unhindered by where you’ve come from
Your strength is far greater than any
That I could achieve at a gym
It begins at your very center
And is magnified out from within
Undeterred by any obstacles
Confrontations are met without haste
You embrace life's every second
You've learned time is too precious to waste
It is said that I gave life to you
But I'm not sure that's true
I am absolutely confident
That my life's far greater because of you.
Monday, May 19, 2025
Saturday, May 17, 2025
In the Master's Hands
Slivers of hope. Fragments of time.
Echoes of laughter. Etched emotions in rhyme.
Should-have shards and flights of fancy flecks.
Chipped and cracked and gathered specks.
Splintered hopes and tattered hearts.
Broken, battered, bits and parts.
Shattered wishes and Pollock-ed dreams.
Scraps of self and soldered seams.
What seems worthless – spilled hourglass sands,
Becomes a masterpiece in the Master’s hands.
Friday, May 16, 2025
Hey Neighbor
that live by you,
but the people
that work with you,
that shop with you,
that pray with you,
that exist around you ...
Thursday, May 15, 2025
JOMO
Wednesday, May 14, 2025
Joy
Very, very much ... this!
Tuesday, May 13, 2025
Little Bits
but this is good stuff right here ...
Monday, May 12, 2025
The Three S's
Hope this finds you well and happy!
Saturday, May 10, 2025
Happy Mother's Day
and that this may help ...
Happy Mother’s Day
by Lyn
Marinello 5/11/25
I hear
you in the windchimes. I feel you on the breeze.
I see you
in the wispy clouds and chat with you from my knees.
I honor
your impressive strength through deeds and through my prose.
I swiftly
seek your wisdom when surrounded with my woes.
I hear
your voice in melodies; feel you in the warm sun’s rays.
I see you
in my grandkids. I converse with you on rainy days.
I miss our
piano duets and our silly tennis court antics;
Our golf
course winning tournaments and great Gestalt semantics.
I long
for good Scrabble within an afternoon call;
How you’d
always build me up when I was feeling small.
I miss
your visits and post dinner bingo and rummy.
Making
you four-layer pie because you found it so yummy.
I miss
venting to you about kids; about work.
And
gleaning lessons from you to keep from going berserk.
Chatting
of brothers, memories, reflection.
“This too
shall pass!” “Next!” “Point your shoes in another direction.”
You left
way too soon. I miss all that we shared.
You imparted
so much, yet I still feel broken, impaired.
Thank
you. I love you. I so wish for more time.
Your premature
departure – still an impalpable crime.
Happy
Mother’s Day, Mom! Enjoy your Heavenly fete.
Till I
see you again, save me a hug … I can’t wait.
Friday, May 9, 2025
Sage Maternal Advice
the chaos and static
of the day to day,
Thursday, May 8, 2025
Two Choices
I hope it reaches whomever needs it ...
Wednesday, May 7, 2025
Your viewpoint
Tuesday, May 6, 2025
For You Moms
this is for you ...
Monday, May 5, 2025
Yessireebob!
but knew instantly that it needed to be shared.
Saturday, May 3, 2025
Be Proud
Live this.
Friday, May 2, 2025
Kindness
a few of the truest words E.V.E.R.
Thursday, May 1, 2025
Nurture
Wednesday, April 30, 2025
Time
Thursday, April 24, 2025
You
yes you,
Wednesday, April 23, 2025
Peace
but I would offer this to so so many right now ...
Tuesday, April 22, 2025
Fragrance
who are missing someone ...
Monday, April 21, 2025
Shine
just for you all ...
Friday, April 18, 2025
At the Hem
by Lyn Marinello
I am an open book
Incredibly pensive
with thoughts unworthy to think
I've battled foes
unseen by the masses
Sprinting through life
as I trudge in molasses
I see little I like
in my mirrored reflection
Rise from the ashes
to greet new dejection
I dance to life's cha-cha
on sore, calloused feet
Feast on hope never ending
that tastes so bittersweet
There's a pain in betrayal
the soul can't correct
An ache indescribable
from complete disrespect
As a tired head raises
adrift in a hurt filled haze
I can almost see clearly
the error of my ways
I have searched for the answers
in the person adjacent
Thought "little" wrongs don't count
I became completely complacent
I bartered and bargained,
plead for forgiveness, redemption
Thought that maybe some status
provides a safety, exemption
I've learned salvation exists
as I see when I probe
Not in material, money or man
but at the hem of His robe
Thursday, April 17, 2025
A Little Levity
has been weighing heavy
on your mind and heart,
here's a little fun for you today.
I hope you smile.
Wednesday, April 16, 2025
Decide
but it doesn't matter.
It was said and I'm sharing ...
Tuesday, April 15, 2025
Same Premise
with very similar meanings.
Monday, April 14, 2025
Carlos
Love you and miss you much!
Carlos, through my eyes
by
Lyn Marinello
A
mountain of a man
Opinionated,
loud
Completely
unmistakable
When
enveloped in a crowd
Like
a bull within a China shop
Undeterred
where he has trod
Comfortable
with who he was
No
need for pretense or façade
Bacchus
in human form
Indulgent
to grand excess
A
bit too much for some
But
I wouldn’t want him any less
A
big and booming voice
An
even larger heart
I’d
sit in eager anticipation
As
his escapades he’d impart
He
had pie-in-the-sky ambitions
Cherished
time to conversate
Always
game for a glass of wine
And
a sports or political debate
He’d
wrap you in a hug
That
you’d never want to end
He
was much more than a relative
He
was an honest, gracious friend
A
zillion weather-induced phone calls
To
check upon our health
Anxiously
awaiting
His
upcoming expansive wealth
There’s
an empty space you’ve left
A
chasm where you’ve been
Please
know how much you’re loved and missed
…
until we ride again …