Those ghosts and goblins
haunting our nation cage young
children, deport decency.
~
Yet the real evil
lurking in those heartless men
remains concealed in shadow
Those ghosts and goblins
haunting our nation cage young
children, deport decency.
~
Yet the real evil
lurking in those heartless men
remains concealed in shadow
It’s not the weather
that’s the source of Congress’s
sudden horripilation.
~
Let’s let those cold creeps
get screaming heebie-jeebies
from their daunting task at hand.
Don’t you sometimes wish
we could be as wonderful
and wise as we were at three?
~
Some folk still believe,
even though they’re not still three,
that they’re wise and wonderful.
Ahh! Sunday at last!
Our momentary reprieve
from the instant news cycle.
~
We all need to pause,
recenter, find our place in
the natural order of things.
These autumn mornings
shrouded in luminous veils…
alabaster radiance!
~
Such beauty catches
the eye, transports mind and heart
to another realm.
When some congressmen
behave like storming morons,
we need better lightning rods.
~
If we could convince
the electorate to strike,
we’d shock’em back under par.
If they’d spend just half
the energy listening
spent planning their rebuttal…
~
Sadly, this is true
of all of us. As the song
goes, “When will we ever learn?”.
When nobody’s home,
why keep knocking? Some doors will
stay forever closed.
~
Persistent pounding
on doors long since painted shut,
still supplies satisfaction.
Why paste a smile
on a sad face? Isn’t that
what circus clowns do?
~
Incongruity
between mood and affect
is often diagnostic.
When did the Little
Engine that Wouldn’t replace
The Little Engine that Could?
~
An Engine that won’t
run even though capable
surely NEEDS to be replaced.