How do we react

when asked the impossible

on an hourly basis?

~

When we find ourselves

in such places, they say we

 can fight, flee, or freeze.

We’ve traveled so far

together – I wonder where

we will wander next?

~

Whither we wander

we will wander in wonder;

a wonderful world awaits.

Some may take offense

at all things outside the norm

but does their shock make them right.

~

Culture is maintained

by the norm but advanced by

what lies beyond it.

What beckons you on

these colorful days of Fall –

anything at all?

~

Today, a feather,

flotsam from some passing goose

seized upon my attention.

What if we saw we

were a part of the natural

world and not apart from it?

~

As John Muir once said,

most people are ON the world,

fewer are IN it!

Asleep at the switch

as the Mondo Train goes by

unnoticed by these poets!

~

But we awakened

in time to try our hands at

a belated rhyme.

Which was more surprised,

the cow that jumped or the moon

that got jumped over?

~

Smart money is on

Dish and Spoon’s shocked surprise

as they slog through divorce court!

Is there anything

healing as a full night’s sleep;

or am I just dreaming still?

~

Full night’s sleep retunes

body, mind, and soul and lets

us, for a time, make music.

Why not pause and take

a look at how we fill our

days with empty things?

~

Perhaps emptiness

allows us to refill fresh.

Nature abhors a vacuum.

Three crises in less

than twenty-four hours leaves

me speechless. Can you help out?

~

Words fail all of us

sometimes, but as a fellow

poet, I’ll lend some to you.

Do they want to hear

what’s in my heart or are they

just waiting for a chance to talk?

~

Heart felt words are most

unwelcome to those whose hearts

are frozen by greed and graft.

Autumn’s first frosting

leaves a bright lustrous rime

inspiring this rhyming

~

 Autumn’s first frosting

 inspires rhyme but could

also  forebode slippery falls.

When sunny Fall days

call us to come out and play,

how can we say no?

~

Just as long as we

remember to wear a coat

since autumn sun gives scant warmth.

Ah! The dulcet tone

of shattering auto glass!

No good deed goes unpunished!

~

It’s no accident

that fate kindly intervened

and only glass was broken!

Without the guidance

of your teenage son, what 

on earth will you become?

~

To hear him tell it,

I’m destined to end my days

wandering lost in a fog.

As I harken back

to my college search process,

it was not, at all, like this!

~

It must feel good to

know your son has more options

than you had back then.

Why do we look here

and there for happiness when

we could look inside instead?

~

Inner happiness,

somehow, seems less fulfilling

than outer validation.

Let us find beauty,

As unlikely as that seems,

Unto which, to turn our pen.

~

Slowly shifting clouds

against a darkening sky –

beauty comes knocking.

If we are willing

to open our eyes, can we

bear what we will see?

~

If we could stomach

All that open eyes beheld,

We would never have shut them.

Have truth and wisdom

followed faith and charity

into history’s dustbin?

~

Truth and wisdom, faith

and charity still reside

among us dust free.

So, let me get this

straight – groping and grabbing is

ok if you’re rightly aligned?

~

Groping and grabbing

is ok if you’re blind to

basic human dignity.

As the wind begins

to howl and rains to fall

dare we hope for some relief?

~

Here in Virginia

we can expect some relief

from untimely heat.

What if we spent as

much time noting simple joys

as we do dissatisfactions?

~

Noting simple joys

offers scant satisfaction

over dissatisfactions!

I don’t want to hear

the latest dreck to dribble

from the “oval orifice”!

~

I’m astounded, my

fellow poet, that you would

close your ears to false facts and fear.

The first thing to seek

is understanding of self

and others. Love flows from there.

~

What can follow from

peace, love, and understanding

but maybe more of the same?

Narcissists believe,

despite all the evidence,

all press is good press.

~

Underneath it all

they are consumed with a need

to know they really matter.

Tell me, how many

golf trophies does it take to

feed those felled by hurricanes?

~

Gilded plastic cups

will not change mud to water

nor will they feed the hungry.

How can that huge bird

thread these woods so silently;

flashing soundless ‘tween the trees?

~

Unlike He Who Shall

Not Be Named. that bird has not

discovered Twitter

Is there anything

more chilling than sheer darkness

clothed in robes of white?

~

Terror often comes

clad all in shining raiment

to mask its vile nature.

From an early age,

some lap the milk of human kindness;

others… hate’s dark fire hose.

~

Throughout our lives we

choose over and over from

which source we will drink.