Wednesday, May 25, 2011

“Priorities” (Priorities Poem)

Looking at the list
of all the things I want to be
and then comparing it
to what I’m doing,

--explosion management
for my 14 year-old
talking monkey
blonde landmine

balancing and structural support
for my two adult children
as I run alongside
while they practice
riding through life
without training wheels

dream and wish fulfillment,
with a side order of
emotional, spiritual and
recreational partnership
 to the most beautiful woman
in the world

cultivator and synthesizer
of ideas, profound and trivial,
and multimedia documentarian
of this life

willing follower  
critical deconstructionist
and very flawed example of
the power and the glory
of Jesus Christ --

I notice
I put others first,
then myself,
then God.

My priorities are not
in order of importance,

they are in order
of grace and forgiveness,

from the smallest
to the Greatest.


  1. Anonymous6:54 PM

    I enjoyed reading this, Buddah...I especially liked the comparison of "running alongside" adult children.


  2. oh isn't it difficult not to? I am there.

  3. So the last will be first, and the first will be last.

    I like.