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Memo to … Self

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Ever wanted to give that all important communiqué to that ONE PERSON who needed an attitude adjustment, or just begged to be told the way it is? I am just not able to describe the passionate and righteous intensity of that process!

Sometimes that person is me. Sometimes I am the one who should receive that message. In either case, this type of message is not always delivered on time. Missing the opportunity to put someone in their place can be a really GOOD thing. A slow reaction to make this kind of response may be the BEST thing that ever happened to our Personal Brand.

We all know that there are certain people who don’t even know that they are foolish because their power and authority in business, or in our social hierarchy, protects them from getting their comeuppance.

So freaking aggravating, isn’t it? 

What causes this condition?

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I missed a light

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I missed a light
because I followed the speed limit
I did not die. 

I put my phone down and listened to the engine
idle smoothly, then headed across a bumpy road
which reminded me of my childhood. 

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Telltale Tongue

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

When we stick out our tongues at someone who has angered us,
it is a sign that what we really feel is frustration or defiance or disgust.
When we have that exact reaction in a pleasant context, it is a demonstration that what we really feel is consolation or irony or just playful.

What matters most is what we intend to express. What is in the heart.
The tongue is a big red flag (pun intended) that we wag when we want to express something cutting or hurtful.
Then again, it is a soft and comforting tool when we want to speak soothingly to someone in pain or console someone’s exasperation.

Why the tongue so powerful?
This explanation will be shorter
than a Top 40 song from 1960s.

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Hands of time

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I see these once tanned hands.
Lots of wrinkly skin around the knuckles.
This means — must have been ready to bend into a new shape at the clinch of a fist.

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Each time

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

When we walk apart
and spend the day
in separate places
I think of the touch of your hand
each time

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There is hope

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

The difference between
being on a leash or in a cage
means that either way, this perspective
still makes for a dog’s life.

Under someone’s thumb
causes every effort to seek out freedom
where it can be found
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You are a guru if

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

The light switch by the door in the off position.
Time to turn the switch on.

The lamp in the center of the ceiling uses power
through the switch to illuminate the room.

Everything in the room is surrounded by the lamp light
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6-56

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

A rush of drumming,
pounding,
awakens my sleep;
lost forever those final few seconds of bliss.
Shattered into
clarity
four minutes before my alarm.

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