What to hope or work towards? My wants seem prone to fail, But making plans without them, Is just toil to no avail.
Category Archives: Peter’s Writings
Things Peter writes for his own benefit, not necessarily intended for or made available to the general public.
Buzzword Bingo
Established by the vision board, To trim the fat and make us lean, Empowerment across the staff, Sharpen swords and keep them clean, Integrate and harmonize, Seamless through the Enterprise, Leverage strengths and globalize, Responsive teams that synergize, Framed in modularity, With built-in scalability, Lulls me to tranquility, Of somnolent serenity.
Wanting
I wanted once a thousand things, That seem never to be mine. My preference doesn't merit much, To fate I am resigned. My course in life seems rigid set, To shores I'd wouldn't see. Blown away from hopes and dreams, Created just by me. So drifting fast in currents swift, I'm tempted to give in. And dream no more or cherish wants, But follow with the wind.
Camping with a CPAP
When I was a kid, money was almost always tight. With a large family to feed, there was rarely anything left for the kind of extravagant activities many people associate with a vacation. As an alternative, we would go camping. The highlight of most Summers was generally a trip up into the mountains to escape the heat and get away from the everyday grind. Many of my favorite memories from this formative period in my life revolve around Alpine lakes and trails in North East Utah.
Unfortunately, work called me away from the Mountain West many years ago, and many … Read the rest
Gypsy
Wandering widely with no fixed home, Roots too shallow to hold through storms, Suck sustinance without them. Drift with the tide or run with the wind, Scatter remnants and pollinate in passing, Leaving a footprint or impression but no more. The approach of comfort heralds change, Pushed to stretch and shift again, Never quite able to really rest. Pause for a while with what can be carried, Settle in and carve a place called home, A refuge from storms while it lasts.
Malice Toward None
Rancor and tumult – spices too strongly used Rancid and putrid but liberally applied Flavor discourse and inflame Destroying the middle Division and anger brandished with flair Garnering headlines and attention Pandering to basest of instincts Enriching the masters This giant of men though humanly flawed Had hope for a more perfect future He spoke of reconciliation He would not approve We squander the promise he fought for Many men's blood spilled for unity We ignore their heartfelt pleas We polarize and divide Reconsider the dangerous course we have set Speak with softness and listen much more Seek to understand… Read the rest
Let it Lie
A monster that devours peace Fosters weakness, pains increase Draining Joy from all around Stealing smiles wherever found Slumbers now just out of sight Banished using all my might What e're you do, don't stir the beast Or give it reason in the least From it's lair to venture out Again to rampage, cry and shout Just let the sleeping demon be So I can heal the happy me.
Helpless
How do you soothe an injured soul just clinging on to hope, Who just was dealt a deadly blow and is struggling to cope, With private loss and shattered dreams all ruined in one blow, And anguish, guilt and sorrow grave that none can ever know, A frightful future looming large looks nothing like the recent past, Deep wondering if strength's enough and endurance can outlast. While looking on I see the pain I nearly once went through, Wishing against reason there was something I could do, But knowing that there is no way to really comprehend, Or anything that… Read the rest
The Troubled Deep
It's said that shallow waters always rush and rumble on their way, But slowing down and running deep they promise calm and happy days. Yet deepest waters in the seas are subject to the wild storms, Tossing, turning, blown around, sharp and rough like roses thorns. Depth is no protection from the winds and storms of life, No matter where we navigate we're never free of strife.
Malpractioners
People who know me well know that I have a deep and enduring distrust of medical practitioners. It doesn’t matter whether they are conventional or not, I question the motives and quality of data behind the “scientific studies” and the actual knowledge of the practitioners. In every case I’m aware of, there is a strong profit or other motivation to identify “conditions” for which there is a magic pill and convince you, or even better, your insurance company to pay for the magic potion indefinitely. Several years ago I was dealing with some unexplained and fairly scary symptoms. Over the … Read the rest