I’ve thought long and hard about sharing this poem. Believe me, I’m not ready to head for the hills, but my attention is always drawn to any text that starts off with, “What gets you up in the morning?” You know me, I’m a morning person.
As I read on, I thought, “Oh my gosh, Eleanor Lerma knows how to connect with people who sometimes like to be alone. She acknowledges our desire.” Let’s face it, we love to fantasize and “Bandito” encourages our imaginations to come up with ways to follow our bliss, admit what is true for us, dare to dream, do whatever we need to do to lead a soul filled life….
That’s the purpose of this blog: to encourage. By offering a window into my own thinking about silence, solitude and simplicity, I hope to tweak you on our journey.
"Bandito" by Eleanor Lerman
What gets you up in the morning?
For me it is the thought
that someday, I will be
as far away from here
as I can get
Watch me
rubbing out the lines behind me
I recommend it
I recommend
fooling everyone into thinking
that you have settled down
and then heading for the hills
The dog will bare his teeth
if instructed and meet up
with you later. It's good
you named him Bandito:
he'll watch your back
This, by the way, this is not a fantasy
It is page 69 (ha ha!) of the manual
I read when we were planning
the takeover
So it didn't happen--so what?
This is better
Wait until I tell you
what's on the next page
From The Writer’s Almanac
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As I read on, I thought, “Oh my gosh, Eleanor Lerma knows how to connect with people who sometimes like to be alone. She acknowledges our desire.” Let’s face it, we love to fantasize and “Bandito” encourages our imaginations to come up with ways to follow our bliss, admit what is true for us, dare to dream, do whatever we need to do to lead a soul filled life….
That’s the purpose of this blog: to encourage. By offering a window into my own thinking about silence, solitude and simplicity, I hope to tweak you on our journey.
"Bandito" by Eleanor Lerman
What gets you up in the morning?
For me it is the thought
that someday, I will be
as far away from here
as I can get
Watch me
rubbing out the lines behind me
I recommend it
I recommend
fooling everyone into thinking
that you have settled down
and then heading for the hills
The dog will bare his teeth
if instructed and meet up
with you later. It's good
you named him Bandito:
he'll watch your back
This, by the way, this is not a fantasy
It is page 69 (ha ha!) of the manual
I read when we were planning
the takeover
So it didn't happen--so what?
This is better
Wait until I tell you
what's on the next page
From The Writer’s Almanac
[email protected]