Time marches onward,
relentlessly toward post time
and I remain unprepared.
~
Nevertheless you
and I persist. We show up
and sometimes poetry comes.
Time marches onward,
relentlessly toward post time
and I remain unprepared.
~
Nevertheless you
and I persist. We show up
and sometimes poetry comes.
When our leaders put
both reason and compassion
aside, what is left?
~
Demagoguery,
knee-jerk ideology,
and “fairly unbalanced” news.
On returning home
I find, much to my chagrin,
reason’s still on holiday.
~
It’s been quite a trip
here at home since reason has
fled for parts unknown.
With stories to tell
you head for home and to
our eager, listening ears
~
Until tomorrow,
all stories will have to wait;
after a restful night’s sleep.
As the time draws near
for your return, what do you
hope to bring with you?
~
Broadened perspectives,
a deeper understanding,
and so many memories!
As we wing from one
adventure to another,
can we find time to reflect?
~
Time for reflection
will come soon enough; for now
just enjoy your adventures.
We really do care,
and we hope our leaders find
a way back to caring too.
~
And if they do not,
do we care sufficiently
to replace our leadership?
Change trains in Brussels:
an hour hardly seems time
for great poetry to sprout.
~
May small brussel sprouts
of poetry nourish you
as you journey on.
When did outright lies
come to be preferred over
basic human rights?
~
Trump’s America:
Where the only human right
is to lie despite the cost.
In old Amsterdam
there’s a quality of light
that defies explanation
~
Appreciation
without explanation can
result in a deep delight.