Silent Song 2016-66

My life has changed, no longer what it was, but now is… What occurred in the past is gone, only to be remembered. Episodes of life to be thought of with joy and some with negative connotations.  I am still me, but in a different way. This is not uncommon, but the realization of Self as it is, is unique to me, and very interesting.  I wrote the below, to express the rambling internal thinking of my life, not to be understood by others, but to reinforce my own understanding of my existence………………


                                               Silent Song 2016-66 

                                    Mindless melodies contorted with rhyme, 

                                    Playing parodies in the present time 

                                    Lingering lyrics float in the air, 

                                    Stating sentences of a care, a dare 

                                    Fractural fibers leap in sine 

                                    Creating chaos in the mind of mine 

                                    Wandering wisps of static substance 

                                    Forever lost, but not forgotten

                                   Dennis Betts


Song of Happiness 2015-42

Sometimes I write poems like this and afterwards wonder if what I wrote really means anything. Or, just sounds like la-la land type thinking. Then I ponder, (like I was told the other night) I don’t give a rat’s ass what other people think. I believe in certain ideas and my thoughts are what they are and that is the way it is.

Song of Happiness  2015-42

Sing a song of happiness,

Make it a song of joy.

Sing a song that touches the heart

Of every girl and boy.

Let them know of peace and love,

To share with one another.

Sing the song while holding hands,

As your sister or your brother.

Sing this song and look in their eyes

Let them know you care.

We only live once in this wide, wide world

So enjoy and join in prayer

Sing this prayer of understanding,

Between the opposites in life

Hope that this will heal in time

All the pain, turmoil and strife.

Sing the song of happiness,

And make it a song of joy.

And sing this song that touches the heart,

Of every girl and boy.

Den Betts