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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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The first will be last in 2045

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

  The first will be last in 2045 for then we will say “long dead and gone” are
  the svengali masters of blood contracts and casting couch management

  Yes, the runts, the hapless, the nerdy undersized
  have taken over Commerce.

  The allergic, shot taking sissies and hypersensitive mouth breathers
  now dictate Fashion and the fabrics we wear.

  Book worms who made lists of all the places they would travel
  and who loved poetry are the Moguls in Film and TV.

 “Long dead and gone” are the mesmerizing masters of secret societies
  and back-door transactions

 Those quiet, soft spoken faint of heart, the listeners of song birds
 and nature freaks now control the Music Industry.

  All athletes who prefer to jog and walk in the evenings 
  have redesigned Auto Industry manufacturing.

  So many slow to get coordinated, the ones afraid of cars and cycles
  surely own and dominate the Energy corridors.

 “Long dead and gone” are the hypnotizing masters of stealthy media
  and clandestine relations

  The anorexic, the obese, the children with no appreciation for gourmet
  govern our Farm, Fish and Game and decide what is nutritious

 

There is no legacy for the 7 deadly sins. The spoils have been abandoned
by their moneyed vainglorious carcasses. Today the Last are now First. 

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