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American Sentence Sunday #7

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I am just going to share some American Sentence poems today. No preaching.

Cheers!


Sometimes it seems to me that knowing and believing are worlds apart.

The Stoic will love passionately but without any attachment.

The divine moves the human heart to initiate great works and deeds.

It will certainly take more than a righteous man to move a mountain. 

Being attached to techno things is to be a slave to the machine. 

Teach your child to be kind to others if you desire to change the world. 

I have a hunch your need to be right will probably leave you friendless.

The answer to the question may be right in front of your face; just look.

Running away from what scares you means that you’ll never defeat your fear.


Ok… maybe a little preaching… Feel free to comment.

Be on the lookout… I’m getting ready to add a regular Wednesday post to the blog publishing schedule. I’ll be writing about hobbies. I’ll start with fountain pens. Also, AmSenSunday may become a once a month thing as I am growing tired of being limited to the American Sentence form. I will still do Sunday poetry posts, but I may try some other forms and I may ask others to contribute. If you object or would like to contribute,  let me know… in the comments.

 

American Sentence Sunday #6

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We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.
~Albert Schweitzer

I suppose I can’t speak for everyone, but I get the idea that perhaps a significant portion of the people I know find themselves feeling lonely often. I feel lonely a lot. I used to think there was something wrong with me when I was feeling lonely. What I have found though, is that loneliness is something EVERY person feels regularly. If someone says they never feel lonely, they are probably lying.

In this world of social media and constant digital connectedness, it makes no sense that people would feel lonely, right? But when was the last time you really felt connected to another person when looking at what they had for dinner, or seeing pictures of the car they bought that you can’t afford (and you suspect they can’t either)? Even writing this blog feels kinda lonely at times. I enjoy writing and sharing this oddballery with you though, so the value is intrinsic for me.

Connection happens face to face, voice to voice, even in a handwritten letter (no, I won’t beat that horse tonight). The act of intentionally making something entirely personal is partly what I believe leads to connection and begins to alleviate loneliness. It is hard to deny that seeing a friend, receiving a phone call or reading a letter is a connecting experience that lifts the spirit. Loneliness is not there. It’s good for the soul.

I don’t want to go on and on… today I wrote a few American Sentences about loneliness. Feel free to comment if they resonate with you, or not.

Blogging is a lonely way to spend your time if no one reads the thing.

Sometimes I wish everyone was my friend so I wouldn’t feel alone. 

Junior high was lonely, but then, so is adulthood much of the time. 

Loneliness is scarier than a root canal if you want the truth. 

Loneliness is the worst way to die if you ask me, but you didn’t. 

I suppose that is enough about being alone; let’s get a beer. 

Have a great week!

Copyright ©2018  Tim Geoghegan

American Sentence Sunday #5

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It is really your behaviour that determines whether you’re a patriot.

~Douglas Tompkins

I don’t care for political posts, but I do care when people treat each other poorly in the name of some nebulous political idea. This week I encountered a man who made some pretty significant and incorrect assumptions about me based on where I work and what I do for a living. As a “patriot” I suppose he felt justified in bashing me, my colleagues and my profession.  It was a frustrating experience. As I unpacked it for myself, in the evening, I jotted a half-dozen American Sentences about how I was feeling and what I was thinking. I thought I’d share a few here today.


Patriots should be characterized by their love of their countrymen. 

Since we have never spoken, you don’t know me well enough to judge me.

If you want me to believe, let your actions speak louder than your words.

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Have a great week!

American Sentence Sunday #4

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Happy Sunday! I am back on schedule. I was genuinely embarrassed by my Thursday publication of AmSenSunday last week. Working out the glitches in my system is part of the process. I think we are golden now.

For your sabbath perusal, I come up with SEVEN American Sentences that hint at each of the seven deadly sins…

Why? Why not? I’m probably gonna have to answer for this someday.

Hope you enjoy. 🙂

I tried on green today, but I find envy is not my best color.

Wanting a new iThing consumes too much of my time; always want more.

Come on now, is it so hard to believe I think I’m better than you?

A new Corvette arouses feelings in me that I just can’t explain. 

Thirty-two ounces of prime rib is just the beginning of my meal. 

Sleep is all I really want to do, today, tomorrow, or at all.

Syllables and words that will not cooperate make me so ANGRY!

 

Something Else Sunday…

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“I have looked in the mirror every morning and asked myself: “If today were the last day of my life, would I want to do what I am about to do today?” And whenever the answer has been “No” for too many days in a row, I know I need to change something.” – Steve Jobs


When It’s NO, too often.

Today I wondered about running off to Ireland…
It was a random thought.
But if that’s what I was doing…
IT would be a YES.

Fishing the Patagonia, Si.
Visiting the champs d’elysées for Le Tour, Oui.
Biking in Amsterdam… Ja.
Getting in the Jeep and just going… Heck yeah!
Trekking through Scotland, Aye.
A fellowship in New Zealand, Ai.

A train trip anywhere… yes.
Anywhere with you… yes.

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