How do we react
when asked the impossible
on an hourly basis?
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When we find ourselves
in such places, they say we
can fight, flee, or freeze.
How do we react
when asked the impossible
on an hourly basis?
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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?
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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.
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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?
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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?
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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!
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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
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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?
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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!
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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?
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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!
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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?
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Inner happiness,
somehow, seems less fulfilling
than outer validation.
Let us find beauty,
As unlikely as that seems,
Unto which, to turn our pen.
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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?
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Noting simple joys
offers scant satisfaction
over dissatisfactions!
I don’t want to hear
the latest dreck to dribble
from the “oval orifice”!
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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.
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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.
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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?
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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?
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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?
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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.
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Throughout our lives we
choose over and over from
which source we will drink.