Bopping with Don Quixote (Hour 3)

Bopping with Don Quixote

I believe that Don Quixote is a worthy hero —
rescuing maidens,
tilting at windmills,
inhaling misguided adventures,
thinking he can save the world,
dreaming the impossible dream.

Quixote has planted a thorn in my heart,
a naive desire to reach the unreachable.

Reaching for the unreachable
leaves one always swallowing failure.
Arms get tired; they ache
from carrying a heavy lance.
The heart gets heavy, too.
The foe is unbeatable,
the sorrow unbearable.
The quest never ends.

Quixote has planted a thorn in my heart,
a naive desire to reach the unreachable.

But Quixote never claimed victory.
He only sought to be true to the quest,
to make the world a better place.
I am like Don Quixote, chasing windmills
without expectation of success.
Satisfied merely to try.

Quixote has planted a thorn in my heart,
a naive desire to reach the unreachable.

Recipe Poem (Hour 2)

Recipe for Navigating Old Age

Ingredients:

  1. Friends
  2. Sarcasm
  3. Sorrow
  4. Joy
  5. Sunrise

 

Directions:

Keep ingredient number one on hand at all times. May be fresh or frozen.

Fold in ingredients 2 through 4. Sarcasm will lighten the mix. Sorrow is necessary but should not be allowed to sit. Sprinkle joy throughout the batter.

For best results, add one sunrise per day as long as humanly possible.

For Susan B Anthony (Hour 1)

For Susan B. Anthony

 

Petticoats fluttered, I suppose

on those endless rides across the prairie.

Your heart may have fluttered, too,

as you braced to speak out.

So much of that ride was uphill

through cold landscapes.

Still, the landscape softened;

hills flattened; fences dropped.

Your travels and speeches

left a permanent trail.

We follow your path today —

speaking out with fluttering hearts

on every uphill ride.

Ready!

I am looking forward to my second Half Marathon this Saturday. I enjoy writing poetry and also reading what others have written. What an inspirational event!