Hi Folks, I have some
excellent news :) I'm honored to say my newest book, “Wildflower”
has been featured on the “Moxie Girl Musings,” blog and the
“Kisses, Caresses, Whispers in the Night,” blog by romance
author Amber Lea Easton. As you may know, “Wildflower,” is a
small book of poetry about my late wife, Elaine. Please visit these
blogs and read about my book. If you like what you see please leave a
comment and buy the book. Here are the links:
The Questioning Way Blog is written by Dewey Dirks, author of The Questioning Way, a book about open mindedness, skepticism, the human spirit and creating your own beliefs. This blog showcases both Mr. Dirks' book and examples of work from twenty years of writing
Friday, March 28, 2014
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
One Song and Conspire
All One Song
Different
people,
different
creatures,
different
music.
All
one song.
Dewey
Dirks
Conspire
If you let her,
Nature will
conspire with you
to become the best
person you can be.
Dewey
Dirks
Sunday, March 23, 2014
Growing
Growing
I can feel a
great storm coming
beyond the horizon,
said the tree to its
leaves.
I know there will be
mighty winds, cold
weather
and a torrent of rain
soaking deep
into the ground.
But I know as well
the storm will clean
the Earth Mother,
and freshen all the air
around.
And I know
that if I survive the
storm,
after all is done,
I will have grown.
To accept completely
the life
the Earth gives to you,
you must accept as well
the storms that come
your way.
The beauty of life
is not that there are
never difficulties,
but that everything,
good, bad, or in
between,
by nature, carries
sustenance.
Dewey Dirks
Wednesday, March 19, 2014
Evolution
Evolution
21st century
civilization
is a giant, heavy
rolling wheel.
The status quo has
a strong inertia and
will
resist changing
directions.
To change our course,
the combined power
of all the knowledge
in our minds,
all the love in our
combined heartbeats,
and all the willpower
of
the soul of humanity
are required.
21st century
civilization
is an old house near
the end of the street
with holes in the walls
a leaky roof, and
floors
that need replacing.
To get it back into
shape,
a lot of remodeling
needs to be done,
tearing out old and
broken pieces
so they can replaced
and renewed.
Mankind often appears
a mess only because
for the last eight
thousand years
Humanity has been a
change
in the changing
---Just a single moment
on the time scale
of the lifespan of a
species.
A good deal of chaos
and disorder naturally
occurs
in order to fuel our
evolution.
We must strive for a
golden age
---A big change at an
ideal pace.
Don't trust in the
opinions
of the ruling classes.
They have become
blinded
by greed for money.
They don't have as much
of a clue about what
needs
to be done as you and I
do.
The character of all
our cultures
and of our species
are not defined by the
ruling few,
but rather by the
aspirations, hearts
and minds of the
people.
Mankind is a
caterpillar
making a cocoon at the
end
of a spring adventure,
soon to reform
ourselves
into something new.
The way our cultures
organize themselves now
are not as they will
emerge
in the future.
Have faith in nature,
my friends.
Have faith in the
future.
Our Earth Mother
knows what she's doing.
Take care to strive in
your life
what your heart and
soul
lead you to do because
they have the strongest
connection
to the heartbeat of the
planet.
Dewey Dirks
Saturday, March 15, 2014
Wildflower
Hi folks. I'm happy to
announce my new book, “Wildflower” is now available as a
kindle book on Amazon.com Wildflower is a collection twenty love
poems written about myself and my wife. It follows our life together
over twenty-one years time up until shortly after my wife’s death
from cancer in twenty-thirteen. It is a heartfelt chronicle of a
couple living, loving, and raising a family together. The poetry in
Wildflower is written straight from the soul. It is full of moving,
intimate, song-like verses and is certain to bring the reader to
tears of both joy and sorrow. All of you have a very good day, D.D.
Here is the link to the book on Amazon---
Wednesday, March 12, 2014
I See You Now
This is a poem from my
new book, “Wildflower” Hope you enjoy it
I See You Now
When we were young
we used to say to each
other
that when you die
your soul goes back
to the Summerlands
to live with the Earth
Mother
in the rocks, the sky,
and clouds
and the leafy green
trees.
Now, we both knew to
believe that
but back then they were
only so many words
we told each other
around the table
to comfort ourselves
the loss of our loved
ones.
Until today...
Today I saw you there
lingering in the
pearlescent light
of the sun coming
through the window.
You filled the room
with a love song
and I filled the room
with tears of joy.
I walked outside
and I heard your voice
in the gusty wind
rustling through the
trees.
You were there
waiting to meet me.
I heard your laugh,
I heard your lilting
voice,
saw you raise your
colors,
heard your rebel creed,
and yes, the tears
of your sorrow too---
all part of white
spring clouds
and the deep blue sky
all around me.
They say each soul
is a limitless
eternity,
that in life we each
condense like drops of
water
into the confines of
our bodies,
and that when we die,
we cross the blue
doorway
to become once again,
part of the timeless
time
of boundless infinity.
In the darkness
we traveled through
you taught me how to
see
the unfeigned shine
of the sun, the moon,
and the stars filling
the skies
with the breath of
light.
Now I know how to look
and I see you now,
as you once and always
were.
A single drop in a vast
ocean
and the whole ocean
itself,
singing the songs of
life
along with all
eternity.
Dewey Dirks
Monday, March 10, 2014
Play
Play
I sat for awhile
in the back yard today.
It was a nice day out.
Not too hot, not too
cold,
white clouds, blue sky,
and a nice, gentle
breeze.
Nala, our rottweiler
puppy,
who is now roughly the
size
of a horse, kept
bringing
me a ball that
she was playing with.
I kept throwing it
for her to chase
and thought about how
really, really good
it feels to play.
So, I spent the next
hour
looking at the shapes
in the clouds.
One of the first things
I saw was Snoopy
Dewey Dirks
Thursday, March 6, 2014
Listen
Listen
When you despair
sit for awhile
where it is quiet.
Don't hang
your head so low.
Stop your mind
from digging a hole.
Listen to the sounds
of the city.
Hear the song
of humanity.
It has a beauty
all its own.
Listen to the wind
in the trees.
Hear the melodies
of nature.
They sing a grand
and ancient song.
Look around,
there is a panorama
of living things
all around you
forever playing out
the great drama of
life.
The Earth and all
her creatures
together have
a luminescent lullaby
of their own.
As you pity the myriad
of small creatures
because you believe
they cannot think,
they pity mankind
because so few
among us know
how to listen.
Dewey Dirks
Monday, March 3, 2014
Types 101
Types 101
They say
you meet
the same
fifteen people
wherever
you go.
Take the time
to look around
and you'll
find it's
mostly true.
Two kinds
are especially
rare.
Some kinds
are lazy.
Some are
obnoxious.
Some are
artistic.
Some sorts are
very friendly.
Some are
superficial.
Some talk loud.
Some kinds
are quiet.
Some
always complain.
Some types are
dull headed.
Some are very
intelligent,
and some
aspire to
big dreams.
Now, I'll talk
to most
anyone
for an hour
or two,
and I'm
pretty friendly
wherever I go
but the years
have taught me
certain types
of people
and I
don't mix
too well
while other
types
of people
I'm always
glad to meet.
Of all those
types, you'll
likely only
ever meet
the first
thirteen,
and the
six least
progressed
types are
just about
the only kinds
they put
on the TV.
Dewey Dirks
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