Ides of March: A Poem

Welcome to the Ides of March, 

Which is also Dumbstruck Day 

And Everything You Think is Wrong Day. 

In Las Vegas 

The weather is cloudy 

And it looks like rainy day. 

Beware the Ides of March 

Because of the rain 

And anything else that 

Depression tells you to worry about. 

Now that I've prayed 

And begun to write 

I'm feeling less depressed 

And in a good mood. 

Form: Freestyle with some rhyme. 

Midweek Reflections on the Ides of March, St. Patrick's Day and Limericks

‘Idál (Justice), 15 ‘Alá’ (Loftiness), 173 BE - Wednesday, March 15, 2017 CE about 12:15  PM Pacific Daylight Time 

Today is the Ides of March and all that means is that we're half-way through the third month of the Gregorian calendar. In the Roman calendar this day was marked by numerous religious observances and it was the day that Julius Caesar was killed in 44 BC. That seems to be the only thing that makes the Ides of March famous. Since Julius Caesar was warned to beware the Ides of March I suspect there is a lesson in there somewhere. I'm not going to attempt to figure out what the lesson is because I have other, more important, things to think about. 

St. Patrick's Day is on Friday, March 17, and it, like the Ides of March, is based on a religious celebration. St. Patrick's Day is the Feast of St. Patrick, who is the patron saint of Ireland. According to tradition and legend March 17 is the date St. Patrick died. Since I wasn't there in 461 AD when that occurred I just have to accept the story as it is told. 

One of the things about Ireland I like is limericks. I don't know of St., Patrick every told or wrote a limerick, but since he was in Ireland I guess he must have. I'll have to do a bit of research on that. I'll also have to check my poems to see if I ever wrote a limerick about St. Patrick or Ireland. I did write a limerick today, but it has nothing to do with St. Patrick. The limerick I wrote is about spring and summer. 

There was a young woman named Spring,  
Who was in love with a singer called Bing,
  On a bright summer day,
  She caught him with May, 
 Now Bing is unable to sing. 

Spiritual Sunday: The Ides of March

Jamal (Beauty), 14 Alá (Loftiness), 171 BE - Sunday, March 15, 2015 about 11:45 am Pacific Daylight Time

The ides of March,
the middle of March,
the days have passed slowly,
but the month passage of the month
was swift.

I listen to the Unity Prayer which was revealed by Baha'u'llah. Then I listen to spiritual music, gospel music, from the Baha'i Faith. I smile as I listen to the music, to the prayers, and the scriptures set to music.

On the Ides of March,
I contemplate the way that music,
especially spiritual
or devotional
music fills the spaces in my life,
my soul,
and my memory.

I listen to people singing, worshiping, and intoning the scriptures. As I listen to music and the scriptures my mood lightens and I realize the reason that angels can fly. It is the music of faith that provide the wind for angels to ascend and fly between heaven and earth.

It is the Ides of March,
the third month of 2015
is half over
I discover that happiness
and tears are companions
in this nether world of matter.

I cry. I listen. I pray. I reflect. I laugh. I smile. My soul is being washed of the dark dross that hides the reflected light of God's Glory. I have worries, but I have to place those in the hands of God because there are a great many problems in my life that I cannot solve without the help of God and His Glory.