I am #alive and #happy

Random things I have done during my lifetime:
Gone on a blind date
Skipped school
Watched someone die
Been to Florida
Been on a plane
Been on a helicopter
Been lost
Gone to Washington, DC
Gotten an autograph from someone famous

 

Swam in the ocean
Cried myself to sleep
Played cops and robbers
Recently colored with crayons
Sang Karaoke
Paid for a meal with coins only
Done something you told yourself you wouldn’t.
Made prank phone calls
Laughed until some kind of beverage came out of your nose & elsewhere
Eaten Rattlesnake
Written a letter to Santa Claus
Been kissed under the mistletoe
Watched the sunrise with someone
Blown bubbles
Gone ice-skating
Gone skinny-dipping late at night
Lay down outside at night and admired the stars while listening to the crickets
Seen the Statue of Liberty
Traveled by train
Been horse back riding
Gone to Disney World (twice)
Truly believe in the power of prayer
Ridden on an elephant
Been in a parade
Been water-skiing

Been snow-skiing

……to be continued

Despite The Pain

This is that time of year to express gratitude because Thanksgiving is around the corner. But let me just share this story with you:

One week ago I was in a car accident at work in a company car. And that very same day my wife was going for a jog in the morning and somebody in a vehicle was chasing her, seriously! It was a rather dramatic day. Then only two days later someone broke into our house. The perpetrator took our desktop computer which contained all of our personal information and we lost all of our music or movies documents pictures and all sorts of precious memories. The two of us were very shaken up to find our front door kicked open late at night coming home from going out to dinner and having a really nice day despite what happened a few days earlier.

But I guess things happen in threes so hopefully we’re done dealing with unpleasantries for at least a few more months. However I know that we are fortunate that neither one of us was hurt that nothing else was stolen or broken that a tornado did not destroy our house and the list goes on and on of how many worse things could’ve happened. We were not displaced and did not end up homeless. We spent a couple of sleepless nights together pondering on all the what if’s and doing all kinds of research as to how to protect our home more securely and yet still I know how misfortunate other people can have it compared to what we went through.

Believe me when I say that I am truly grateful and thankful for what we do have that every morning we wake up and have breakfast and go to

imagework. And the money that we get paid from our jobs goes towards food and clothing and shelter.

I do think it’s okay and normal to feel stress from what happened to us last week. It’s understandable that when you’re in an automobile accident and that somebody in your neighborhood is chasing you while going for a casual jog in the morning and then to top it off, have your house burglarized….one would say they’ve had a little bit of a stressful week. This blog of mine is called “Noe’s happy place” blog so I am happy that worse things didn’t happen as a result from all this and that I am appreciative to still be able to type out my feelings like I’m doing now. There are many things to be happy about I just needed to get this off my chest…..

With Love,

Chris Noe

The Careless Days

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to run through the grass
chasing a frog
watching the cardinals feed
upside down hanging from a tree
playing records all night long
staying up late watching movies
blowing bubbles in the wind
sitting on a chair outside
watching the cars go by
jumping in the swimming pool

mom giving me a dollar to
buy an ice cream cone
from the ding ding man
staring up at the clouds
sleeping in the backyard
on the trampoline
then my sister and I go bouncing
until its time for dinner
saturday morning cartoons
MTV videos

basketball on the driveway

“college nights
drinking coffee
smoking cigarettes
eating pie”

holding hands on the riverwalk
campfire stories
roasting marshmallows
roadtrips on a sunny afternoon
TAG you’re IT!!!

boat rides on the lake
biking through the trails
the smell of a candy store
bubble baths
long games of monopoly
wind blowing through the tree tops
that sound of a gentle sway
days of the carnivals
caurosels and cotton candy
roller coaster rides
and tickle fights

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those were the careless days

Getting reacquainted

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The carpet is comfortable
On a Tuesday morning
Under my orange glowing bulb
Silence of a Spring’s dawn

I sit cross legged
My hand holds a pen
It writes words on this sheet of paper
My mug is filled with delightful coffee
Oh how I love my java

All together we have gathered
For a ceremony of words
Celebrating a victory of observation
That my mind is sharp
I have a kind heart

Willing to become more patient
With my expectations
To let them leave on their own

Distractions pull me in
Like gum to a dirty floor
Social media is a prison for my mind
I should be roaming free
More often than my desire craves
Mind traveling
It is what I do best
Exploring what I see and how I feel

Music is the point of my canvas
To hear it is to breath it
To live is to free yourself
From devices that suck you
Until you are no longer focused on your life

Staring into oblivion
Stressing out for no reason
Paranoid about my friends
Worried about my status
None of these should be a part of my love

To smile instead of wrinkle
Resisting happiness is what I tend do

Instead
Laugh on purpose
Just smile because I am beautiful
With a charming personality
And the passion for. Poetry
To find its way back into
My misplaced and buried
Muse of my life

The muse guides me
The muse is inspiring
The muse will find me
Once again

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Happy Days Journey

Do we stop and think about the things that make us smile? A frame of mind has a powerful effect on our well being. Tragedy occurs in our lives. Famine, murder, grief, cancer, accidents and fist fights all are an unfortunate side effect to being a human being. We never know when it’s our turn to face challenges. However, we can practically always control when were are happy. There are infinite counts of people, places, things and events that make us HAPPY everyday!!!

My friend Debi and I are  trying to each take a picture everyday for the next 100 days. We signed up and registered at this cool website. 100 Happy DaysWhat we are doing is focusing on joy, smiles, laughter, fun and whatever makes us happy. By hash tagging these things at our Instagram pages we can document over three months of  bliss. If we make it to the end, the site I mentioned will present each of us with a book containing all 100 of our HAPPY pictures!

I encourage you all to participate in this uplifting adventure. Some examples of my pictures include: a cup of coffee, a hug from a friend and a delicious hot dog. These pictures can be as simple as you want them to be. Good luck and HAPPY snapping.

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Why Poetry?

It always brings me back to my youth
Tasting an apple for the very first time
Smelling the fresh air of the summer wind
As your friend gives you an underdog on the swing set at recess
I loved those days, it always felt like summer
The first ride in the car going down to Florida
For summer vacation
Capturing memories and dreams on paper
Why poetry? Because it has everything that real life
lacks. Absolute freedom like you couldn’t imagine
A child is poetry
Because poetry is open-minded and confused
My poetry is confused by me sometimes
Both children and poems are vulnerable

Sadness and joy
Laughter and anger
Greed and envy

Unlimited feelings and emotions become adjectives
In poetry
Thoughts stray constantly
Without boundaries
There’s too much structure
In America sometimes
Not enough innocence
Why poetry? Everyone has something to say
Our souls must roam free.
Throughout human history as our relatives
Have had to face the shocking and alarming fact
That we have no clue who we are
Or where
We are going
In this maze called life!
The people of “power”
The ones in command?
You know?
The religious
The political
The educational establishment?
They have tried to sooth us
By giving us order, rules, and a set of laws
Instructing us and shaping our minds
To accept their view of reality
What about my view of reality?
That is “why poetry” for me
I still want to hug a bag full of sweets
And run around wild chasing fireflies
Once again I return to my youth
Helping my dad out in the garage
Or baseball games with the neighborhood kids
At the lot across the street
I take steps forwards
And sleepwalk backwards
To the small days of early life
Why poetry? I want to think for myself
I question authority
and the rules it provides
Poetry is not structure
We must keep talking
And let loose the power of our mind’s eye
Put ourselves into a state of open-mindedness
Allow room for chaos and confusion
Weren’t things better when we were young and confused?
I want to live dangerously
And yet remain calm, clear and observant
I’m no fool, I see what goes on all around me
So I write because its how I feel
That is “why poetry” for me.

 

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