The Bright Day Light

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The Bright Day Light

Even though it’s dark outside,
I feel a force pulling me inside
And when I close my eyes, I can still
See the bright day light.

I try to make up a good dream
But the more I try it only seems
Something’s gone wrong, and I know
My head’s not right.

I feel like I’m in a different place,
Transported to a world outside my space.
People are calling me to create a new reality
With my words and rhymes.

I wish I could make sense of all of this.
I need to rest for my morning’s work list.
And when I close my eyes, I can still
See the bright day light.

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here.

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My Dad

(Photo by Patty Hall)

My dad and I on the property behind his house on May 23, 2013.  I’ve lost a few pounds since then.

My Dad

I looked into the mirror today
And noticed I look more and more like my dad.
I’m about as tall as he is,
And there’s a resemblance of hair we now have.
The days of moving here and there
Can be seen in the worn wrinkles on our faces.
Though he is retired at his house,
My wife and I are expected to go our paces.
He doesn’t drive as much now,
And holidays are spent either at his house or not.
We both have too much junk,
But it seems comfortable to keep what we got.
I looked into the mirror today
And noticed I act more and more like my dad.

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here.

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Video for Confessions of a Cosmic Cowboy project

Click on photo to see new video for the Confessions of a Cosmic Cowboy Project.

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here..

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Point of View

(Photo by Mike Hall)
Point of View

Look up and see ice cream castles
Drift lazily in the sky,
With multi-flavored rainbow staircases
Just inviting you to try.
You could almost eat your way to the
Heavens, and then die.

You look up and just see the white
Clouds quickly roll on by,
And as long as there is no rain or snow,
Then we end with good-bye.
You are so worried about the past,
The present is just a lie.

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here..

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Confessions of a Cosmic Cowboy

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 Confessions of a Cosmic Cowboy 

Ready for a ride around the world in 8 seconds?  My new blog, Confessions of a Cosmic Cowboy, is a place where I will travel around the world via the Internet to tell stories of people.
These stories will come from what I see and what people send to me with the knowledge that there is good news in the world … Signs of hope, signals of success and faith that people can help others positively.

Go to confessionsofacosmiccowboy.wordpress.com.    Send your stories to cosmiccowboy99@yahoo.com

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here..

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The windshield wiper poem

Patty Hall

(Photo by Mike Hall)
This poem was composed one afternoon by Patty Hall as she was driving back from Richmond, IN to Indianapolis in the rain.  We had attended a family funeral service, and dropped by a local candle-making store afterwards.  The store had a cafe business inside the store which had advertised their barbeque food on a billboard on the way to Richmond.

The food was good and we were in the store about 20 minutes before we looked for unscented candles since scented candles mess with Patty’s sense of smell, among other things.  We found some in the “seconds” barrel, got four more plate holders and left in the rain. In the car, we took the long way home on US 40 since 70 was busy. After a while, she began talking in an English accent, and took after a trait inherited from her father.  He would compose poems of things on his mind quickly and just as quickly forget them.  Patty had three poems, and they rhymed. Some really shouldn’t be remembered due to their content, I think.

I jotted down this one, because it was funny.   Then her arthritis in her leg started hurting to the point when I got her a pill she takes for such things.  The weather was changing back to snow elsewhere beyond Indianapolis.  The mix of candle scents was gone by then and so were her poems.

The windshield wiper poem

Windshield wipers, windshield wipers,
Keep my windshield clean.
Windshield wipers, windshield wipers,
I see things I’ve never seen.
Windshield wipers, windshield wipers,
You’ve changed my point of view,
Windshield wipers, windshield wipers,
Now the world looks brand new.

Did you know that Elias Tobias has published two books, and one is an anthology of 145 poems, and the other a short story murder mystery. For complete information about these books and how to purchase them, click here..

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