It’s true, isn’t it,

that some days it’s just one thing

after another?

~

On a day like that

it’s sometimes best to breathe deep

and pray for some contrition.

On the other hand,

those Marching lions and Lamb’s

will wreck the early flowers.

~

Unless the lion

lies down with the lamb and from

them flowers can grow.

As February

draws to a close, is there one

thing about it you will miss?

~

What is there to miss;

the variable weather

and raging influenza?

Marching up and down

a rainy college campus;

not highly recommended.

~

You mean you were not

singing a jaunty tune as

you marched to a younger beat?

Maybe we should move

from Ars Politico to

Ars Poetica.

~

On what we focus

tends to fill our frame of mind

coloring all other scenes.

Is there some omen

in that murder of corvids

swarming about the flagpole?

~

How does that saying

go – ” run it up the flagpole

and see who salutes”?

Even birds know when

to tweet and when not to – a

feat beyond our president.

~

Foolish sparrows tweet

when the hawks are circling,

thinking they’re invincible.

A day without news

even sponsored by illness

has been a welcome respite.

~

Sometimes we just need

a newsless break to gather

will and wit to compensate.

If our leaders were

mentally healthy we’d have

rational gun control laws.

~

Fear and self loathing

weigh heavily on the mind

even of powerful souls.

When the foggy dawn

is the perfect metaphor

for my sinuses, what then?

~

Your body of work

will consist of fog and phlegm,

but not a cold heart.