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Inside this short poem is a few stories connected to my life observation and experiences on the outside it might seem a bit weird but actually it is an observation if you know the background story behind it  all. This poem is all about out there in the Universe we have billions of different things happening and when something like Covid happens we have to reset how we live and do things. At times like these it will depend on the powers to be and what options they take because there are millions of different ways they could go. Some people cope by going to psychics or things like that trying to figure out what the future holds.  Years back my fathers mother and his father sister reckon they could read tealeaf’s in the bottom of a cup of tea to know about the future in same way some people go to astrologers. My mother side of the family saw things differently to dads side, me I stayed out of those arguments. I just take life day by day and look for the  positives rather than the negatives. A friend of mine said to me the other day it finally occurred to him on turning 70 he didn’t need to work sixty to seventy hours a week anymore  and all its done for him was make him so tired that he had stopped  seeing the magic of life and nature. So that is what that line in my poem , “their so tired worn out they can’t find magic anymore,” is all about. Everyone has a different way about how we face the future I am observing rather than knocking or pushing anyone’s beliefs. Here is an attachment of me doing this poem with my guitar.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eD5kYxMIWRk

                                   Psychic Tealeaf

Their looking at tealeaf’s in a bottom of a cup.

Instead of dealing with things that come their way.

They go to a psychic because they think the psychic knows the future.

Instead of dealing with things that come their way.

They worry about burn out while burning the candle at both ends.

As they huff and puff their way through life.

Sometimes we ask what is the best way to do something.

Instead of asking why are we doing it at all.

Yes why are we doing it at all.

Their so tired worn out they can’t find magic anymore.

People talking about how we have  lost our normality.

Maybe normality was the problem.

As worry throttles their confidence and starts chocking their spirit and perspective on life.

They should be looking at the universe which is full of possibilities.

Look at the sky the moon and stars at night.

They are but just mere droplets in the vast ocean of the universe.

Yes why are they looking at tealeaf’s in the bottom of a cup hoping to find a way.

Instead of dealing with things that come their way.

Well their looking at tealeaf’s at the bottom of a tea cup.

Hoping to show them the way.

Gone to see a psychic hoping to hear about what’s going to happen on another day. 

I decided to have a go at writing a simple sort of singalong song. Here is a video of me doing it.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_U3cx3LmhDQ 

Just me writing about a local bar.. I like to to put my experience of every day real Kiwi life into words hope it works.

                                                 Bar Room Couple.

Boy and girl sitting at the bar.

She pulls out her phone.

Drowning out a quiet guitar playing at the bar.

Her voice travels across the room.

“Lets put our selfie on Facebook”.

A quick little snappy are they bored or are they happy.

Why do  they need their face on cyberspace.

Are their minds in this space or another place.

Is multi tasking while talking to each other.

A new way of dating and mating.

Are new apps updating looking to grab more of their time.

Are they in love with each other.

Or are they looking for another.

Texting looking at their devices.

Nattering and chattering.

While taking little sips from flash cocktails.

On the other side of the bar beers in pints.

There is me and my mate talking lost in debate.

I look at the time.

I need to shoot through.

Got other things to do

The young couple catch my eye as I am preparing to say goodbye.

Raise their glasses high.

Wishing me good health

Enquiring of them. I  ask,“ Are you having a good day”?

He says” yes” and with a big smile she shrieks “this day has been the best.”

“My boyfriend  asked me to marry him and I said yes.”

I drain my uplifted glass in a salute.

Wish them God Bless and all the best.