The Unexpected

Life often throws up unexpected situations. A weather event, a trip, a gift or old friend. It can be positive or negative and sometimes what appears a negative at first can become a positive once we settle down to dealing with the situation. And so it turned out at Writer's Group, with the usual staff member away, the group turned to their own resources to keep the session going. Hence the theme for this session - the unexpected!

THE UNEXPECTED

The unexpected

Takes you

By surprise

It turns around and

Spits directly 

In your eyes

It says ha ha!

I fooled you again!

Not once, but twice

See how you like that

It's not very nice!

The unexpected 

Seems to say

Not your will but mine

Will be done today!

The unexpected

Can leave you feeling

Lost, abandoned

And somewhat reeling

The unexpected

Leaves you knowing

Nothing is certain...

- Pauline

THE EXPECTED

Sinister

Invisibly

Colouring everything

Enemy of the moment

Unadorned

By the past

Ghosts of childhood 

Revisited

- Pauline

THE UNEXPECTED

I was going along nicely,
- Washing done
- Job application in
- Paper read
- Phone calls answered
All points bulleted and ticked off,

when the door bell rang
    Missionaries?
    Real estate agents?
    Fundraising school kids?
    Politicians?
    ... family??

I open slowly the sticking door
Hello.
  Hello?
    HELLO?

No.
  No one
    Nobody, nil, nada
      Nothing to see
 No one to talk to

- Kate Jenkins




THE EXPECTED

I thought I had time planned
not Life itself, but bits and pieces
job, retirement, popping off
all bits of Being on life's horizon
but formatted, calculated, analysed
and endlessly (endlessly) thought about
pondered, cogitated, ruminated

So I'm told I over think things
that I should just jump in...
...but what if there's a hard landing?
a trip, a fall, a mental blip?
Should I take a leap of faith...
...but where did God go?
Should I float on a wind...
...that could become a gale?

I like the expected, it's warmth, comfort
with occasional planned excursions
Because every now and then I like to
ride the gale, commune with God
and follow a thought less spoken

- Kate Jenkins