January 13, 2010

Flying from the Basement

10th Floor, the conception, long way down, all the crying
Mamas breast, baby bottle, thumb sucking, time for flying

9th Floor, no contraption, long way down, all the buying
Grandma’s hug, first words spoken, utensils, time for flying

8th Floor, the elementary times, long way down, more crying
Mom’s goodbye, queasy stomach, teachers, time for flying

7th Floor, the middle school, long way down, all the lying
New friends, some mischief, no love, time for flying

6th Floor, the high school, long way down, even more crying
Girlfriend, a new discovery, painful ends, time for flying

5th Floor, the college, half way down, all the trying
Parties, friends for life, desire for love, time for flying

4th Floor, the working world, short way down, still the crying
Marriage, honeymoon, thoughts of parenting, time for flying

3rd Floor, the child bearing, short way down, all the sighing
Up all night, work all day, love slips away, time for flying

2nd Floor, the divorce, way down, all the crying
Lawyers, kids taking sides, work ending, time for flying

1st Floor, the retirement, way down, time for lying
Old bones, old regrets, same four walls, time for flying

Basement, down, time for flying
Alone, empty, heart discontent, time for dying

January 8, 2010

Intro to Flying from the Basement

Well we have come to my final poem written in my lifetime of poetry. I believe it looks to describe a lifetime someone can have. Not written as a very positive poem, it may be the reason I had decided to put my pencil down. I was hoping that this blog would propel me to write other poems but it has not to this point.

I am very pleased that I started and ended this blog to its completion. I am thankful to all that have followed along and enjoyed my lifetime of poetry. I do believe, as I continue to tackle other important commitments and projects in my life that I will return to this blog and become motivated to start writing again.

For now, I will allow my readers to enjoy my last poem and look forward to hearing from any of my readers on questions, comments and, most of all, words of encouragement to continue on my lifetime of poetry train with additional new poems for the future.

Sincerely,

Michael Fidlow

December 18, 2009

Ode to Parents

With unsuspecting eyes
Her baby-blues invitation to cries
     Inconceivable to walk away
Da Da
Ma Ma
     What have you in store for me today?

The innocent look for answers
The waking from dreams of dancers and prancers
     She’s at your mercy for coaching and guidance
Reaching out
Without doubt
     The safety net exists between the arms of her parents

With knowledge at her walkway
As experience leads her pathway
     She develops strength from words you teach
When aware
Please be fair
     To resemble the practice of what you preach

She is subject to impression
With discipline enforced by each lesson
     She’ll understand the right and wrong way
Learning
Yearning
     Your thoughts and ideas of each brand new day

Infect her with joy
Allow your happiness to become her new toy
     For in her heart she will carry your emotion
Hold her
Hug her
     In due time you’ll be thanked for your devotion

And when the stars rise
Along with extremely tired eyes
     Be certain she’ll retain the image of your love
For your assured
She’s adored
     The gift of life granted by you, the angels and the lord above

December 9, 2009

Introduction to Ode To Parents

So readers, before I knew it I was having a child for the first time.  What an experience that was going to be.  I married a woman 2 years older than me and her biological clock was ticking.  Well the timing could not be better as it allowed me to feel important in life again and it showed in various phases of my work ethic.  I excelled to the number one sales rep in my company and I can contribute that to “child” motivation.  Another motivation was the next poem I wrote.  When I played with my child I could not help but wonder how reliant she was upon me for everything.  I believe any parent will relate to the following poem and I look forward to hearing your opinions.

August 26, 2009

The Power of Friendships

 

She said that she said

     She knows what others don’t know

They all lie to one another

     As the webs of deceit begin to grow

 

All out for themselves to protect

     No one comprehending the pain

That each casts upon one another

     Ignorant to the fact that there is nothing to gain

 

The work that was involved

     In building these friendships over a season

Has been destroyed in a heartbeat

     Through this momentary lapse of reason

 

Take note of your surroundings

     Take inventory of the people you know are fair

For all is never lost in this cruel world

     As those friends will always rise up to be there

 

The ones that care

     Will assist you through these rough times

The ones that hold ill will

     Will surely suffer as your strength climbs

 

When we live and learn from our experiences

     When we use our power to make amends

The enemies we must leave behind us

     Can never outweigh the bond of such friends

 

So remember when all is said and done

     And the difficulty of relationships is no longer under attack

It will be because you chose wisely

     To hold onto the friends that will always have your back

August 19, 2009

[Note to my readers: I apologize, but vacation called and I have missed the past two weeks.]

 

Introduction to The Power of Friendships

 

By the end of my 2nd year at college I had developed some pretty good relationships. The one thing I have always believed is that you can never have too many friends but you do need to be careful, as many friends are not in the friendship for the right reasons. Looking back on my life I have lost a few friends that I thought were lifetime friends but I was always quick to pick up on why they were not worth remaining in my life. I am proud to say that I have 3 “best” friends and I cherish their ability to have my back whenever I do need them, as I know I would be there for them whenever they would call. The next poem gives you an abstract point of view of how to choose properly when it comes to the lifetime friend(s) we all hope to attract.