Bless your heart
Poem: Bless Your Heart
Whoops people don’t say ‘bless’ anymore, do they?
I’m showing my vintage now, aren’t I?
Mind you 134 years is not bad is it?
What’s my secret you may ask?
I can’t tell you that,
but it has something to do with my diet
Smashing an avocado works wonders
Pink Himalayan Salt
And Sourdough
Everywhere sourdough, sourdough, sourdough
All of this was a mighty long time ago
When cars just about ran on unleaded petrol and used to have wheels
Veganism and Optimism were just some of the two for one deals
Review: Bless Your Heart
The word ‘Bless’ how sweet. How endearing, how kind and how… out of date and out touch with how folk speak to one another now-a-days isn’t it? Surely one doesn’t need to be a man or a woman ‘of the cloth’ to say the word ‘bless’?
I recently (I’m talking within the last twelve months here) heard a young man say to me ‘Bless Up’ when I smiled and commented on how well he was playing the saxophone at the entrance/exit of a tube station. ‘Bless his heart’, I thought to myself. But hang on a minute, the term ‘of the cloth’ used to describe a religious minister of some sort is also an outmoded term, is it not? I do however think cloths in general are obsolete antiquated items as there seems to be a profusion of anti bac wet wipes. A wipe for this, that and the other. Everything from furniture, door knobs, elbows and other body parts! No excuse to not get wet wiping! Oh, how clean and virtuous we all are! Not very religious sounding even though ‘cleanliness is close to godliness’ Oh my goodness, yet another outmoded term! Is there a pattern I’m seeing here?
I love how the poet does not want to initially say what the ‘secret’ of youth and longevity is but instantly answers the question and goes straight in with sharing information about diet!
‘You are what you eat’, as the well-known phrase goes, (another old saying I’m afraid)
Like the poet, I too am showing my vintage!
Unlike mine, the poet’s vintage is indeed an impressive milestone to have reached!
134 years of age, Wow times!
What does that look like? Do I really want to know? Hmm. I think not.
Referring to early 21st century food fashions especially as it was seen at the time as something incredibly healthy and it’s proven to have worked, right? Everyone who eats avocados, Himalayan salt and sourdough bread could be living for an eternity, according to the poet’s observations.
Sourdough of course looks like it holds the answer to that particuar ‘conundrum’ – yummy times!
Best start stocking up and freezing some of those loaves, eh?
Get munching as time is of the essence. Tick tick, Tock tock!
The poet is looking back at a time when cars used to have wheels.
Used to? What on earth do they have now? Do they hover?
I love how “Veganism along with optimism was promoted as a ‘two for one deal”
It’s just goes to show that everything is sold, even the humble virtue of hope was
re-packaged and promoted!
An entertaining little read. I enjoyed looking back in time with the poet. For me, more questions have arisen. Have we as a human race solved climate concerns? Do avocados have immeasurable carbon footprints? Have we achieved a balance of healthy bodies and well-meaning sentiments? and what were the other ‘two for one deals?”
Thank you poet for making me think in this way.
Bless your organic fair trade cotton socks!