If accuracy
matters, can we call these clowns
leaders and keep a straight face?
~
In this Double Act,
it’s a challenge, to be sure,
telling straight-man from buffoon.
If accuracy
matters, can we call these clowns
leaders and keep a straight face?
~
In this Double Act,
it’s a challenge, to be sure,
telling straight-man from buffoon.
If we can’t admit
when we make a huge mistake,
we preclude any learning.
~
If we acknowledge
we’re only human, we can’t
keep pretending we are gods.
Hearing that gaggle
of geese, I thought I was in
the halls of Congress.
~
And watching that skein,
winging mindlessly onward,
reminds me of Senators.
Hide the smoking gun
in a smoldering crater.
Assure Pyrrhic victory.
~
And the resulting
implosion will echo
across space and time.
We lost a good man
today. He showed us how to
play life’s game with grace.
~
True man of stature,
in both his size and his skill.
A figure larger than life.
When Betelgeuse blows
some will surely find some way
to make hay by nova light.
~
How we respond to
this harmless, exploding star
will reveal our minds and hearts.
Openness to truth
seems to disqualify them
for their party’s endorsement.
~
Since close-mindedness
seems to be their litmus test,
should we feign surprise?
Children can’t expect
to be treated like adults
when they sulk and rant and pout.
~
It is confusing
to children though when they see
our president acting thus.
Sometimes I get by
with a little help from my
long-suffering son.
~
He’s a chunk of meat
sandwiched between the fossils
and the chittering monkeys.
When you bought the judge
and the jury’s got your back,
what could possibly go wrong?
~
May a will and a
way be found to finally
end such crookedness.
Senate Repubs: “Let’s
perform magic and make truth
and justice vanish.”
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It seems preordained.
Like the trial of those fiends
that cruelly murdered Emmett Till.
Beneath Winter’s stars,
surrounded by frigid earth,
iris and crocus emerge.
~
An invitation
to remember even in
the heart of winter hope springs.
A cold, rainy day
and here I sit warm and snug,
a good book not far away.
~
I was standing line
in the ninth circle of hell…
the Virginia DMV!
I had a passing
thought I thought I’d want to share
but somehow it escaped me.
~
Sometimes those thoughts we’d
like to pass on pass through so
fast they leave no trace.
Is playing golf his
version of fiddling while
our country goes up in smoke?
~
With all these irons
in the fire, how can we
hope to find the time to write?
~
Hope springs eternal
that we’ll make the time amid
demands infernal.
Poets sometimes hide
themselves so deep inside that
we forget they’re even there.
~
And, alas, sometimes,
in body, mind, or spirit,
they’re not really even there.
Feelings sometimes hide
themselves so deep inside that
we forget they’re even there.
~
And sometimes they climb
right out there upon the sleeve
for the whole wide world to see.
Discomfort tends to
sharpen lazy mind’s focus
and promote action taking.
~
True, but sometimes we
choose denial and divert
ourselves with quick remedies.
In this seventy
degree, January heat,
we need a cool assessment.
~
This is Virginia.
If you don’t like the climate,
wait a minute, it will change.
Sometimes arrows miss
their mark leaving archers to
blame the wind or sun or bow.
~
Blaming, though easy,
doesn’t help us hit the mark,
but a calm assessment can.
In relationships
we learn which matters more – to
win or to connect.
~
The greatest failures
are those who value winning
regardless of the expense.
Supergiants tend
to burn bright for a brief time
before they supernovae
~
Tend to the core lest
there be an inner collapse
and then a big explosion.
When did we become
the Polarized States
of America?
~
“Make America,”
his slogan may as well be,
“Balkanized instead.”
The Captain must go
down to Davy Jones’ locker…
more so when he sank the ship!
~
He may be counting
on being airlifted by
his staunch followers’ prayers.
Isn’t it time we
say, “You’re fired” to him who
always fires from the hip.
~
If Americans
lack the will to reign him in,
someone will surely geld him.
Experience improves
performance across the board.
Remember come November.
~
It can if it’s joined
to a willingness to learn,
but that’s not always the case.
The whole of nature
calls out to us to not let
our small minds destroy the whole.
~
One man’s destruction
might be seen as creation
through the eyes of sycophants.
Can you please explain,
after waiting two decades,
why this week seems eternal?
~
New Millenniums
seem to promise so much, but
can be slow to deliver.
Whether we will skip
or crawl in the coming year
remains to be seen.
~
I imagine we
will skip, slog, and crawl in turn
as this new year progresses.