Have we become so

worn down by repeated lies

that we can’t discern the truth?

~

When it comes to lies,

discernment’s not the problem,

it’s the will to name bullshit!

Humor can succeed,

in daily education,

where stern reprimands can not.

~

Humor can create

openings while those stern

reprimands only build walls.

Sometimes you don’t know

how much you needed a rest

until you get one.

~

Wise men make carriers

seeming to appear busy

all while emulating sloths.

Unexpected trips

yield unexpected results,

thus, become an adventure.

~

Better to view such

trips as adventures than to

see them as aggravations.

Grandkids made my day

though I continued to see

things in my old way.

~

Broadening the mind,

first, requires that one must

seek a wider point of view.

Pay close attention!

I absolutely do not

serve at his will and pleasure!

~

Try as I might, I

can’t get that message across

to His Royal Highness, Knox.

I remember those

days, long past, when Burma-Shave

poems adorned the roadside.

~

Hardly Robert Burns;

but any roadside poem

may broaden somebodies mind.

With the first deep freeze,

hard anon, in evidence,

do we find our souls prepared?

~

When with warm hearts we

invite others to join us

by the fire, we’re prepared.

Sometimes it feels like

I get snagged in a net when

I go on the internet.

~

There is a reason,

other than sweet consonance,

they named the net “World Wide Web”.

There are more trees bare

now than remain color clad,

casting the hues heavenward.

~

So grateful all trees

aren’t quick change artists and some

still wear their bright garb.

I don’t need to set

an alarm. Each morning I

awake to hungry meows.

~

I sleep through meows

much like I sleep through alarms

and about everything else.

Personality

is neither curse nor blessing,

but a feature… like a nose.

~

And like noses, some

personalities are more

preferred than others.

It would be helpful

to know where the line we just

crossed was located.

~

Once we’ve crossed the line,

what benefit do we gain

by learning where it had been.

Oh, my cable tow,

how I lament your great length

as you drag me to and fro…

~

The sacred ties that

bind sometimes require us

to go to great lengths.

The climate of change

must come fast if we’re going

to halt climate change.

~

Would we could equal

the swift rate of climate change

with a speedy reaction!

Wonder of wonders!

A celebration was held

and there was zero bloodshed!

~

In honor of your

recent maturity, we

were on our best behavior.

Fifty seven years

ago I birthed a wee boy.

Now he’s a middle-aged man.

~

Only outwardly

is that boy an aging man;

his heart still wees from the stoop!

Nothing tastes quite like

a crusty, fresh, French baguette

on the left bank of the Seine.

~

The senses rejoice,

filling heart and body with

deep satisfaction.

Peanut butter snacks

may not be the answer to

life’s problems, but they do help.

~

Any snack will help

ameliorate hardships

and improve dispositions.

They don’t need to share

their internal dramascape

with everyone around them.

~

For them and for us

sometimes things just spill over

and then the clean-up begins.

All along the way

we meet those who help and those

who hinder. Let’s be helpers.

~

When we greet strangers

as if they were long lost friends,

one who’d hinder may help out.

Gold leaves and pink streaked,

pale blue sky – Nature has its

own special style.

~

Uninvested in

silly human conventions

like contrast or complement

Does scarcity drive

consumption more than outright

prohibitive injunction?

~

What’s beyond our grasp

for whatever reason makes

us reach for it even more.

Time crawls when waiting

for test results, but the mind

doesn’t stop racing.

~

Anxiety builds

in the silence of waiting

amplifying every fear.

Indivisible?

You keep pledging to that, friend,

but do you know what it means?

~

And what about that

other part -with liberty

and justice for all?

Today’s news wasn’t

music to my ears, but we

can compose a different tune.

~

A Cacophony

is, sometimes, just what it takes

for us to pay attention.

Icy autumn rains

with the warnings of a freeze,

presage garden’s sudden death.

~

Or at least a long

winter’s sleep before a new

beginning next spring.

Limited options

can sometimes release latent

creativity.

~

Creativity

flourishes under hardship,

thus producing improvements.

Pulling out often

doesn’t go quite like we plan…

in both love and war.

~

All plans, from the best

laid plans to the unbest, oft

can go astray.