Political Comment

Recently I posted a reply to another's comment to an editorial in a Canadian Online Newspaper (CBC.CA) on 12/22/2010. The person I replied to favored a single ruling governmental body and thought national sovereignties interfered with a more desirous world order.

My Reply:

"Why do people think that `some person` or some world governing body holds the magic of utopia? I would rather my country be free to risk and struggle as it tries to achieve the individual aspirations of its people. Yes, we may make mistakes and have individuals who suffer from blights of corruption, but I'll take that any day than suffer the weight of oppression that in my mind a single world order very probably would offer. A good example is the world court. I will oppose any effort some of my countrymen attempt to subject our rule of law to that of a single international court. The world as it is now does not appear to value concepts of truth, integrity, justice and fairness in common currency."

A Winter's View

little creatures chase in play across ice caked rocks,
climbing my trees to perch on barren limbs,
leafless limbs that reach into a cold winter sky 
furry and furrier, these critters share in common
their scramble for food across snow laden earth.
but maybe more than just the hunt,
is their joy, their zest,
in what it takes to satisfy their needful wants.
however my reader, pay attention and make note
the significance of their quest:
in spirit and in being,
these creatures are free,
free to pursue this gleeful love for life. 


~ paulette thibodeau-baker ~

Butterfly

How I long to live the simple life of a Butterfly

Flutter my wings to gently weave a bright blue sky

My one purpose to touch not one but all the world’s flowers

Behold my speckled wings as they tilt to moving air

Love my colors, love my gentleness

Love me for what I am, one of God’s harmless creatures

All the world’s beauty gives witness to love and divinity

Glory to the Highest, for He sails with me

Look to my colors and you’ll see His art

Do you not see, where beauty lies, there He’ll be?

Where gentleness abides, there He dwells

And where love forgives He is glorified

~  paulette thibodeau-baker  ~

Finding Merry

christmas is coming
presents yet to be bought
cards sitting on my table
not to worry... the postman comes again tomorrow
it's cold today, winter's sun mostly hidden
amazing what clouds can do
amazing what clouds can do
i can't seem to focus
My spirit lies in another room...
let me see, which room is that
come out, come out where ever you are
do i say that to my spirit or is it the sun i'm speaking to...
focus, having trouble with my mind behaving
sun, breakout from those pesty clouds
please can't you come out to play
to lighten our days with your golden rays
christmas is coming
Lord knows I mean well
but God, send me a little snow
and while you're at it
find which room i put spirit
and one more thing Lord if You please
hang this misfit spirit upon my frame
Then spirit and me, well...
we'll just shake off these blahdy blahs
to wish everyone a Merry Christmas
and a God Bless !

~ p. thibodeau-baker ~

Fear

A monster dwells in our home
And I know not who to tell
He steals from me my safeness
And lingers where no one sees
At night, alone, I hear his footsteps
Moving swiftly, softly, nearer my door
Slowly, silently the knob turns
A sound so often heard before
Locks are only for the grown
And I’m young and small
My darkened house is quiet
Most slumber under the angel’s dust
Tightly curled beneath my blanket
I cringe, cramped with such fear
For within this house,
A monster stalks…
Not all my family sleeps

~ p. thibodeau-baker ~

Changed

Gladness,exuberance and joy pulsate in harmony

As God gently cradles my soul.

Can you not see, my friends, how

He saves me through His lovely grace,

How He forgives the messiness in my life?

Incrementally, slow,

Oh, so very slow at first,

As I learn to trust in Him.

He tills my heart,

And Love is seeded to grow.

Cynicism fades to nothingness,

Where softness and strength reside

Nailing truth to spirit and courage to my spine.

He teaches how to love a stranger

And He alone saves life from ruin.

All this when, out of my despair,

I shouted: can You really do all this for me?

Oh, friends, do you not remember how I was?

Do you not delight at what you see?

A shard of light shot from the depths of His universe

Carries upon its beam an answer to my prayer.

God’s words so softly spoken

Can easily go unheard

Until sometime later,

When I quiet my being and still my mind:

Ah yes! That is what You say…

Thank You.

Yes, now I see.

Now I understand.

~paulette thibodeau-baker~

A Promise

if I give you a penny

what do you offer in return

do you hand to me your heart

to heat the passions of my soul

if I give you a penny

is there more to you I owe

an offering of my fidelity

that a mere lifetime cannot hold

and from the depth of my being

gift to you love, honor and kindness

with sweetness the cornerstone to our home

promise to me and I to you

violence our children will never see

nor feel…

nor hear…
and in your certitude
can you always protect them from fear

if I give you a penny

do you promise all this to me?

~ p. thibodeau-baker ~