Tag Archives: positive

Nice

18 Feb

Nice

For today’s inspiration
Let me impart this advice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

It feels good when people say
You’re great at what you do
But don’t forget to give
Your colleague their review

I know you must be busy
But so is everyone
Most have time for work
But for gratitude, have none

They’re busy with their day
They’re busy with their plans
Too busy to reciprocate
Too busy for their fans

“There’s just so much to do!”
They always justify
And so all of their praise
Does not get a reply

Now I don’t pull my punches
So let me be quite frank
There are four varieties
Of people who don’t thank

The first type is the lazy
The kind who’ll take acclaim
But doesn’t have the energy
In them to give the same

The second type is selfish
They hoard and hoard and hoard
They’ll take the pleasantries of others
But can’t spare a reward

The third type is the ingrate
Who doesn’t even hear
The kudos given to them
That somehow don’t endear

The final type’s the asshole
The prick that smirks, “I know”
The pompous ass who thinks that they’re
Entitled to your dough

I hope to God I’ll never
Become one of these four
Lazy, selfish, ingrate, asshole
I won’t be, I swore

Not that there’s much praise
For the work that I create
Not that I desire it
And not that I await

But for the folks that take the time
To tell me they’ve enjoyed
I’ll always make an effort
To have my thanks deployed

So next time someone says
That you’ve done something great
It’s important to remember
To not take on the trait

Of one of the four types
And let those types entice
It’s nice to be important
But more important to be nice

                                 ~Miro

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Grouch

16 Feb

Grouch

There once was a Grouch who never smiled
Whose expression was always dismal
And regardless of the company they kept
Their outlook was always abysmal

Even if others would say, “Cheer up!
The sun will eventually shine!”
The Grouch would frown and reply, “Maybe not!”
With a pessimistic whine

“The world is what you make of it!”
The believers said with passion
But how much could the Grouch achieve
With a face that was so ashen?

What kind of difference can one make
With no fire in their eyes?
What good’s a Grouch who just critiques
But never really tries

To make the world a better place
With passion and with cheer
What do Grouches hope to gain
With their melancholy sneer?

The most important thing to keep
In mind for every day
Is that your attitude affects
The things that you will say

And attitude’s directly wired
To muscles in your face
It’s your expression that reveals
The mood that’s at your base

So it’s ironic that the Grouch
Could not make the connection
Between their negative outlook
And their own complexion

But something funny happened when
The Grouch did try to smile
Their attitude improved and their
Approach was less hostile

By curving corners of their mouth
Upward instead of down
They found out more could be achieved
With smile instead of frown

The Grouch discovered what you give
Is squarely what you get
If anger is what you put out
Then you will be upset

But if it’s joy you choose to spread
To everyone you meet
Then you’ll discover how kind in
Return the world will treat

And so the Grouch would sneer no more
And not sit back and gripe
Armed with smile as their sword
They would engage the tripe

And always beamed from face and heart
Through good times and through bad
Recognizing the effect
On others that it had

And other Grouches would befall
The power of the grin
When they saw how their mood and smile
Were indeed akin

                                    ~Miro

Light in the Darkness

11 Feb

Light in the Darkness

I hear a lot of folks complain
Of darkness in the world
How negative things have become
And hate that has unfurled

I see them fold their arms across
Their chest and just bemoan
Never doing anything
To change the world’s dark tone

“It’s hopeless!” they often declare
“What difference can I make?”
And that, my friends, is what is wrong
With folks who bellyache

They cannot fathom how one light
One tiny little flame
When lit up in pitch black rooms
Can so much darkness tame

There was a man two thousand years
Ago who was a light
And headlong did He walk into
The darkness of the night

He did not whine about how bad
That people treated Him
He didn’t sit and fold His arms
And let His candle dim

His name was Jesus and He was
The light in the darkness
No matter how much it enveloped
His light would not suppress

He taught people to not just hide
Away from all the gloom
But to enter into the
Most dark and somber room

To take their hope and faith and light
Into the darkest place
And let that light act as a torch
Illuminating grace

Casting out shadows of doubt
And silencing man’s greed
Acting as a beacon of
The hope that we all need

You cannot just sit by and wait
For your way to be lit
Your path can be made clear by light
That you yourself emit

You may work at a dreary job
With melancholy peers
But it will make no difference
If you go change careers

No matter where you choose to be
There will always be those
Who are the darkness in the room
And cast on you their woes

There may be some within your tribe
Who grumble and dissent
But in optimism’s light
Their darkness will relent

So don’t snuff out your flame of hope
And say it’s all for naught
Follow the shining example
That the Saviour taught

Go headlong into the night
And cast your brilliant glow
Just as the great King of Kings
Did all those years ago

Your light may not burn quite as long
As you may hope it to
But the flash left on their eyes
Will always imbue

And inspire others to
Spread their light to the dark
Sometimes all you need to see
Is just a little spark

                                ~Miro

The Cancer of Negativity

8 Jul

The Cancer of Negativity

John arrives at work and sees
That something’s gone awry
He rubs his temples angrily
And lets out a big sigh

“I’m sick and tired of this!” he whines
And his cancer does spread
To Jennifer, a co-worker
Who can’t help turn her head

An hour later, Jennifer
Snaps at the cashier who
Asks her to repeat her order
Of her coffee brew

“Venti Macchiato, PLEASE!”
She says indignantly
John’s cancer spreads to the cashier
Which robs her of her glee

The cashier finishes her day
And steps aboard the bus
All seats are taken and she grunts
And huffs and makes a fuss

“Perfect!” she says quite annoyed
“This day has been the worst!”
John’s cancer spreads to passengers
But one man’s not coerced

One man is immune to it
As he stands up from seat
“Please have mine,” he offers but
The cashier does retreat

“No thanks,” she says to him ’cause
The cancer’s grabbed a hold
No one can assist her now
Even those who are bold

Even those who are selfless
Those with great empathy
She’s blind to gestures of goodwill
She wants to disagree

She goes home and has little patience
For her 4 year old
The young girl quickly draws the wrath
Of mom as she does scold

The child and sends her to her room
The young girl sits and pouts
Next day she spreads John’s cancer
As she angrily shouts

The anger and hostility
Continues to spread wide
Impossible to stop because
John didn’t take in stride

The little thing that went awry
And he felt need to voice
His sad, pathetic, weak lament
Of his cancerous choice

To show his negativity
Instead of BEATING CHEST
RELISHING THE CHALLENGE OF
BEING HIS VERY BEST

WELCOMING THE CHANCE TO BE
TESTED BY ALL WHO DARE
TO TEST THE IRON WILL OF A
WARRIOR WHO WILL BARE

WHO WILL ENDURE, SURVIVE, ADAPT
HANDLE AND PERSEVERE
Too bad John and all his victims
Chose to whine and sneer

Instead of rolling up their sleeves
And saying “I will not
Be ravaged by the same cancer
With which you have been wrought”

Too bad they did not declare
“COME HIT ME WITH YOUR WORST!”
Too bad all of them believed
That they weren’t blessed, but cursed

Too bad many more will fall
To this disease because
They focus not on THIS MOMENT
But instead on what was

Or what they wished had been, too bad
More Warriors don’t walk
The Earth and show immunity
To such negative talk

                               ~Miro

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Creating Miracles

3 Jul

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Candle Lighter Award

10 Jan

My humble little warrior poet journal has been once again nominated for what is my personal favourite WordPress accolade, the Candle Lighter Award. Gratitude to http://lscotthoughts.com for the nomination. Check out her blog for her touching and thought provoking poetry.

This award belongs to those who believe, who always Survive the day and those who never stop Dreaming, for those who cannot quit, for those who keep trying and if you’re in this catergory, you are Entitiled to this Award.

In other other words, it’s an award by warriors for warriors. 🙂

I’d like to nominate the following blogs for inspiring me with their positivity, their expression of creativity, and their display of the indomitable human spirit:

http://ssbuckmaster.wordpress.com/

http://sparklemezen.wordpress.com/

http://dontchawannadream.wordpress.com/

http://catforsley.me/

http://jennyjain.wordpress.com/

http://myzenjourney.com/

http://youasamachine.com/

http://aussieian2010.wordpress.com/

http://adamsart.wordpress.com/

http://poeticjourney251.wordpress.com/

http://steponacrack.wordpress.com/

http://iamforchange.wordpress.com/

Thank you all for your positivity and inspiration. Each of you are beautiful and radiant, and this warrior poet is honored to know you.

Thanks once again to http://lscotthoughts.com for the nomination.

Light the candle and shine on brothers & sisters,

~Miro

+ Connections

11 Dec

+ Connections

Hi there reader, Miro here
I wrote this rhyme for you
Because I wanted to show thanks
And take a moment to

Tell you how much that it means
When you have read my piece
I love it when you do respond
Or make the “Likes” increase

I write these rhymes because I see
All that you have inside
The potential to try harder
They’re not meant as a guide

They’re intended to remind you
Of greatness that’s been there
All along within you but
You’ve ceased to be aware

I never did it for reward
Or praise or accolades
I have so little use for those
Shallow little charades

But something great has come about
Since starting this endeavour
Positive connections with
People that I have never

Had the fortune to encounter
In the past before
So many upbeat folks who
Don’t think that life’s a bore

Supportive and encouraging
People who share their light
And love with other people so
That the world is more bright

So thank you for the connection
Of positivity
You’ve helped this warrior poet
Be all that he can be

                          ~Miro