When you have to choose

between the head or the gut,

which way do you tend to lean?

~

At my best, I give

them equal weight, but when I’m

in a pinch I go with gut.

We’d feel better if

we held onto joy as long

as we hold onto grudges.

~

Some burdens are hard

to put down and leave behind,

therefore, we still carry them.

What’s she waiting for,

an engraved invitation?

It’s her contest after all…

~

Sometimes we wait for

acceptance, acknowledgement,

or a gentle nudge.

Scorching with a touch

of rain seems to be one of

Summer’s favorite games.

~

A refreshing tease

that instantly becomes steam

wilting every starched collar.

Though we disagree

about this country’s problems,

we both remain patriots.

~

Civility would

be restored if more of us

could do the same without blame.

It’s not easy to

make space for poetry when

life is so crowded.

~

A poet’s garret

may be the perfect retreat

from the great thundering herd.

That tiny tree frog’s

chirp punches above its weight;

kind of like Napoleon.

~

Small souls can sometimes

make big noise, for example,

our ex-president.

These pains of aging

encourage us to do now

all the things that, soon, we can’t.

~

A good example

of the constructive use of

pain to prevent deep regret..

It’s not always what

is said, but how it is said

that leads to smiles or frowns.

~

Yet, at other times,

the words alone elicit

ample reaction themselves.

When passing the time

becomes so all consuming

that we lose sight of our goal…

~

To keep from losing

our minds, we have to lose sight –

it’s a short term remedy.