Poetry. Limerick. State of Mind. 

Poetry has always been written by those people who could understand the meaning of rhyme and rythum. The only rythum I get is always from a few drinks into a good bottle of liquid courage and my body starts moving all on its own. Magically.

As for the rhyme … well let’s just say I leave that to the experts. 

One of my all time favorite poems was read out loud a few years ago in front of a class I was involved in on the topics of strategic thinking. Our favorite local high school football coach – a man of very strong ethics and values – stood up and recited it for us. I will never forget the truth of conviction behind his voice as he spoke each word. It was obvious this gentle man at 72 knows and believes the words of the poem below. So without making you wait even longer listening to my rambles I give you another Art Journal entry based of poetry and limerick. 

ITS ALL A STATE OF MIND

 

If you think you have beaten, than you are;
If you think you dare not, than you won’t.
If you like to win, but don’t think you can; than its almost a cinch that you won’t.
  

If you think you’ll lose, than you’re lost;
For out in the world you’ll find
Success begins with a fellow’s will;
It’s all in a state of mind.
  

For many a game was lost
E’re even a play was run;
And many a coward fails
E’re even his work has begun.
  

Think big and your deeds will grow;
Think small and you will fall behind;
Think that you can and you will;
It’s all in a state of mind.
  

If you think you’re out classed than you are;
You’ve got to think high to rise.
You’ve got to be sure of yourself;
Before you can even win a prize.

  

Life’s battles don’t always go
To the stronger or faster man;
But sooner or later, the man who wins
Is the fellow who thinks he can!
– Walter Wintler

   

  

 

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