Defining Moments

Good morning world... It’s a new day... The Sun has risen... If we allow ourselves to live in the moment... If we allow ourselves to receive the gift that nature offers us each and every morning... It’s a new day... The sky is clear... The birds are chirping... If we allow ourselves to leave yesterday behind us... If we can allow ourselves to receive the gift of a brand new life... It’s a new day... The neighborhood is quiet... The smell of breakfast is in the air... If we allow ourselves to reach out to our family, friends and neighbors and say “good morning”... If we can allow ourselves to give and receive the gift of love and community... It’s a new day... The kids are off to school... Parents are off to work or chores... The sound of progress is all around us... If we allow ourselves to be a part of the positive things we all can contribute to each other to make our world a better and safer place... It’s a new day... Our grandparents are here to give... If we allow ourselves to tru...

How fast is too fast...  How slow is too slow… How do we get on the same page… How in the world does one know… These were questions I asked you over… And over and over and over again… But your answers kept changing… Depending on the mood you were in… When you share our private moments… While out to dinner with a new friend… When you share only your side… And on their advise you so depend… They only hear your one side… Which is seen through rose colored glasses… Without sharing both sides of the story… You make us both sound like complete asses… So the advice they may offer… Might be based on a biased perception…. To make a decision based on their opinion… Might deserve some self introspection… I realize I made my own decisions… Choices for with which I must forever live… I don’t always listen to my inner voice… On how much to take or how much to give… Moving forward I’ll try to be better… Knowing the difference between right and wrong… But I doubt very seriously… That this will be ...

Searching for my courage… One vodka bottle at a time… Trying to find the answers… To my drunken paradigm… Battling my inner fears… And countless insecurities… Fighting those vulnerable feelings… That always bring me to my knees… Asking God, my Higher Power… Point me in the right direction… To a better life worth living… And some quiet introspection… If I listen for the answers… To the questions I’ve been asking… Maybe I’ll hear the right solution… To live clean and sober everlasting… ©2021 Jeffrey Pipes Guice #courage #cowardlylion #cleanandsober #vodka #insecurity #insecurities #Fear #innerstrength #God #higherpower

My best friend tried to warned me About the way she always lied… Even her brother warned me That I would feel empty deep inside… My own mother tried to warned me She’s not the right girl for you… I was listening but wasn’t hearing What was I supposed to do… No matter how hard I tried to see She simply wasn’t there… No matter how hard I loved her She simply couldn’t care… If I keep holding on to a love That was never real… My heart will continue to be broken And sadness is all I feel… I want to let go of this feeling And simply move on and on… But it’s hard to except the fact that My lover is completely gone… Isolation is like solitary confinement I’d rather be shot at dawn… It’s so hard to except the fact that My lover is completely gone… ©  2021 Jeffrey Pipes Guice

One day, many years from now… We’ll move to Cape Cod… And maybe buy a cow… We’ll by an old house… And maybe an old truck… We’ll open up a store… And try to earn a buck… The store will stay open… When the weather is warm… And then we’ll travel South… To avoid the winter storm… We’ll grow our little business… And you can paint… I’ll rub your back and neck… Whenever you feel faint… Shoes will be optional… Maybe just shorts and a t-shirt… You can wear a straw hat… And maybe a grass skirt… Whatever we decide… Our goal will be to have fun… We’ll come and go whenever… Does that sound good, hun? © 2021 Jeffrey Pipes Guice

What would the world be like Without snowballs and my Kelly? What would apple and strawberries and grapes do If no one turned them into jelly… What if we ate too much Blue Bell And we got a really sore belly… What if we ran out of red beans And had to stop at Trader Joe’s deli… What would Red do If Kelly bought a horse named Nelly? What would the world be like Without snowballs and my Kelly? What if Eric ate too many red beans And the room got a little smelly… What if all my limericks sucked Unlike Byron, Keats and Shelley… How will I ever go scuba diving Without my friend named Kelly? In whose bed would we sit To watch The Windsors on the telly… What would the world be like Without snowballs and my Kelly? ©  2021 Jeffrey Pipes Guice