Thursday, December 31, 2009

May You, In Twenty-Ten

I wanted to share this poem, written by my wonderful friend Paula Tejeda, originally posted on facebook on December 28 2009.
Enjoy the last day of this strange but productive year.
And, as always, all the best to everyone.

Katja

May You, In Twenty-Ten

May You, in 2010:
fool the IRS,
avoid parking tickets,
an increase on the rent,
or getting evicted.

May You, in 2010:
register your car on line,
not bounce a single check,
get your college loan subsidized,
evade getting into debt.

May You, in 2010:
forget about the mortgage,
the hoarding of newspapers,
pack your luggage,
to a city with skyscrapers.

May You, in 2010:
find a jeweler for that brooch,
organize your stockings and scarves,
get the shoemaker to repair your boots,
avoid them mounds of dirty wash.

May You, in 2010:
not lose friends nor relatives to politics,
dare to follow a passion,
not be ruled by economics,
keep your mind an ageless atom.

May You, in 2010:
Wake up, each day, inspired,
meditate, practice yoga, ride a bicycle,
eat the organic vegetables required,
and see insurance companies liable.

May You, in 2010:
see lawful marriage for gays,
and divorce for every everyone else,
a city of cyclists and caf├ęs
with jazz singers in black pearls.

May You, in 2010:
make time to groom,
to anticipate a waltz,
wearing a dab of expensive perfume,
after soaking in fine salts.

May You, in 2010:
get your roommates to evaporate,
slouch in but your thong,
the flat yours to self adorate,
sighing to a sad song.

May You, in 2010:
enjoy “le charme discret de la bourgeoisie,”
toasting to fine wines,
in the company of bohemians,
that prefer smoking pot to discussing politics.

May You, in 2010:
not be subjected to pettiness,
pick out the fakes,
keep a few intimidates,
vanish the phonies like snow flakes.

May You, in 2010:
still wear your faded jeans,
dare to dive into that abyss,
feel your body charged with adrenaline,
so “ the moment you wake up… you say a little prayer for” …a kiss.

May You, in 2010:
sing in a novel language,
groove to eccentric dimensions,
carry on in spite of slander,
watch out for your intentions.

May You, in 2010:
ignore our inhumanity,
forget global warming,
that we’re on the brink of calamity,
and our planet is in mourning.

May You, in 2010:
learn to respect children,
forgive all your relatives,
make time for a pilgrim,
and ignore evangelicals.

May You, In 2010:
sparkle and swing,
as You surf this tempestuous wave,
may a lightening sting,
storming your spirit a blaze.

May You, in 2010--
continue to be… on facebook… my friend!

Paula Tejeda

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