Whoops! Time grabbed my mind
and took off down memory
lane, leaving today behind.
~
Omphaloskepsis
is a most worthy pastime
as the twilight approaches.
Whoops! Time grabbed my mind
and took off down memory
lane, leaving today behind.
~
Omphaloskepsis
is a most worthy pastime
as the twilight approaches.
Those incessant tweets?
Only a rat infested
mind could be composing them.
~
Soon, the only rats
left will reside in that head,
all the others having fled.
When there’s work to do,
kids are sure to alert you
with sudden, welcome, absence.
~
Perhaps they learned it
from watching Congress and Trump
leave town when there’s work to do.
When appeals to love
and reason are ignored, is
all that’s left self-interest?
~
When love and reason
fail to sway the hearts and minds,
go fetch a great big hammer.
Is “gullible” stamped
in neon across my brow
such that labors are assumed?
~
One look into your
caring eyes, my son, and folks
have got your number.
Could that toad that came
to our door be telling us,
“Go back where you came from”?
~
Toads frequently say
horribly offensive things,
certain they’re closet princes.
When laughter fills our
throats and shakes our bellies, there
is no room for hate.
~
Since Schadenfreude
will keep us in this wicket,
maybe mirthful mudita?
Was Yeats prescient?
“The Second Coming”
seems to have arrived.
~
The Center, devoid,
can not possibly contain
those convictionless slouches.
Soft morning birdsong
a joyful daily greeting-
so much nicer than the news.
~
Morning birdsong beats
the news AND those annoying
tweets from you-know-who.
Life invites us to
its grand sing-a-long even
if we can’t carry a tune.
~
We can all carry
many happy merry tunes-
but some of us need buckets.