Chameleon
Her features were sculpted and defined
Her rippling hair dark and straight lined
Her body erect, tall, shapely, untwined
She loved to sketch, paint and etch
Coloring her world with colors n such
Moods made them molten, intense much
Art and activism wise she was straight as an arrow
In these she knew her mind right through her marrow
All else made her heart flutter like a sparrow
She said words that were quite pleasing but light
Her promises were empty, such was her plight
She was often flaky and shaky, try as she might
She changed coloring to suit current company
Becoming charming or brash or downright funny
Like a blank canvas she donned colors for harmony
Thus she carries on in life trying to please one n all
Taking cues from those who have her in their thrall
Pleasing some, perplexing others, much to their gall
Showing her a mirror cannot be dared
Unconditional love forces she be spared
As this chameleon is much loved n cared
“We are like chameleons, we take our hue and the color of our moral character, from those
who are around us.”
John Locke quotes (English Philosopher who made great contributions in studies of politics,
government and psychology. 1632-1704)
“We are chameleons, and our partialities and prejudices change place with an easy and
blessed facility, and we are soon wonted to the change and happy in it.”
Mark Twain quotes (American Humorist, Writer and Lecturer. 1835-1910)
“A successful teacher needs: The education of a college president, The executive ability of a financier,
The humility of a deacon, The adaptability of a chameleon, The hope of an optimist, The courage of a hero,
The wisdom of a serpent, The gentleness”
: Teachers and teaching quotes.
“A chameleon does not leave one tree until he is sure of another”
Arabian Proverb quotes
Words are chameleons, which reflect the color of their environment.
Learned Hand, American, Judge Quotes
A divorce lawyer is a chameleon with a law book.
Marvin Mitchelson
American, Lawyer Quotes
Everybody in life is a chameleon.
Melanie Chisholm
English, Musician Quotes
I have a lot of chameleon qualities, I get very absorbed in my surroundings.
River Phoenix
American, Actor Quotes
Originally Published: July 17, 2008
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Holiday Spirit
Air crackles in excitement
Hustle and bustle abounds
Several voices, multi tongues
All building up to a crescendo
Busy shoppers throng the streets
Frantically crisscross the pavements
Looking for the ultimate bargains
Attracted by all the glitzy windows
Chubby Santas chime the bells
Sprinkling the holiday cheer
With their melodious tinkles
Collecting for various charities
Snowflakes dance and prance
Merrily in the air hither n thither
Adding to the general melee
Whilst painting rouge on all faces
Fresh snow frosts everyone
Like icing on individual cakes
Sheathing everything in white
And purifying all it touches
A heady feeling of joy is very potent
Everyone seems to be on the crest
Of a natural refreshing high and
Goodwill and bonhomie abound
The crisp n brisk air crackles sending
Currents of electricity and briefly
The holiday spirit joins all opposing
Elements creating a blissful peace
“A holiday gives one a chance to look backward and forward, to reset oneself by an inner compass.”- May Sarton, At Seventy (A Journal)
Originally Published: September 15, 2007
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Morning Journey (on way to Connecticut)
Touched by the golden rays of the rising sun
Gleaming bridges straddle shimmering waters
Ramrod sentinels heralding the dawn of a new day
Diamond crystal waters, laden with boats bright and saucy
Each vying to outdistance the other with gay flying pennants
The New York skyline is etched by the Statue of Liberty on one side
And the twin towers on the other, with stacks of nearby powerplant
Raising their heads like peeping toms while marble chip clouds
Float about in the blue sky bypassed by flying birds and airplanes
Munching on a bagel between sips of hot coffee, we drive past
A gaggle of early morning joggers in brief briefs with ears plugged
To keep the world out and the boxed music in, huffing puffing along
Insulated in their sweaty world of aching bodies and flying nikes
The bikers are in a world of their own wearing bright orange aprons
To ward off accidents, biking furiously with heads stuffed in helmets
Meanwhile the motorists are keen to outdistance all and sundry
So keeping one eye on the lookout for a hidden traffic cop, and the
Other on the chance to bypass the car in front to get sooner wherever they are headed but alas, the hurrier they go, the behinder they get with the
Great traffic lights acting as the equalisers and stemming their onslaught
We drive along merrily, willy nilly passing all the racers and soon we reach
Our destination while the sun is still off off midway from its zenith and
The day is yet to be done.
Originally Published: September 13, 2007
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