Ph: Beary Tales: All Sticks Have A Point Poem by Brian Johnston

I keep my stick with me for times when there's doubt,
Should I get in trouble, it often helps out.
It's no sign of weakness, in fact, the reverse,
It helps me stay balanced, brings rhyme to life's verse.

The wise have no problem, the wicked think twice,
A stick you can lean on can help break the ice,
It's blind to your weakness; it's there when you call,
What foe knows your training, or where stick might fall?

Reversed stick finds moisture, the fount of all life,
Sharp points skewer issues, help deal with what's rife,
Like God's staff, it comforts, like His rod it leads
(And helps me stay open to sharing my needs.)

Each path's blossoms picked are God's gift but my choice,
Each act of my choosing my God-given voice.


Brian Johnston.
February 1,2018

Poet's Note: The stick referred to here has a "Y" shaped branch at the small end and in the book "Beary Tales" is a walking stick the protagonist carries with him on hikes.