A curious thing
about humanity is
how inhumane we can be.
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Might humility
aid in the reformation
of us inhumane humans?
A curious thing
about humanity is
how inhumane we can be.
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Might humility
aid in the reformation
of us inhumane humans?
Conservatives fear
governments restricting guns;
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but, not so much, banning books?
It’s not important
to insure our safety, but
they must conserve ignorance.
When you were little
you were Movie Boy. Do you
remember your escapades?
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How could one so young
be attuned to the culture
that would engender “Me Too”!
Will it or won’t it?
The weathermen can’t decide
what the weather will render.
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Perhaps it they’d ask
a weather psychic, they’d get
a sense of how the wind blows.
How do you know when’s
the right time to say out loud
what you haven’t said before?
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Prepare for the worst
response you can imagine;
there’s no time like the present!
Why would a grown man
hate receiving compliments
with a nuclear passion?
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Such an explosive
response, whether shared or not,
suggests fear or pain.
Why tell the birds they
must eat all the leftovers
before they get more?
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Feather brained eaters
often overlook good food
looking for the sweet tidbits.
Unexpected art
displayed surreptitiously
provides sudden public joy
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This public display
reveals that art and joy show
no sign of stopping.
In these challenging
times, may we not lose sight of
all that is good in this world.
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Seeing challenges
around every single bend
hides the forest behind trees.
Even cloudless skies
seem a watery gray now
in, this, the soul of winter.
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There are some who say
winter has no soul, but they
are summer lovers.
An hour ago
trees and grass glistened with rain,
but now they’re coated with snow.
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Barring arctic chill,
another hour’s passing
may yield a sty’s worth of mud.
This white line fever
of freshly laid road salt brine:
harbingers of, yet more, snow.
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In December’s warm
weather, we wondered what could
the new year bring. Now we know.
It’s hard to keep our
equilibrium when our
world turns upside down.
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Topsy-Turvey days
strung together endlessly
yield their own kind of balance.
In the middle of
inner and outer storms, it’s
easy to get distracted.
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Whirlwinds and thunder
have a way of commanding
undivided attention.
This icy weather
slows us down, gives us a chance
to rest and reflect.
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Unless life’s demands
drag us out into the storm
on some essential mission.
From Virginia, south
Peepers and Cicadas drone
Counterpoint on muggy nights
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But right now on these
cold winter nights we hear limbs
fall, branches crack, and folks sigh.
Cold, gray, and windy –
an unappealing trio
belted forth today.
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It’s Udon weather.
That, or maybe good Ramen,
will provide appealing warmth.
“Too good to be true“
may be just the axiom
to crush opportunity.
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We can fail to seize
the moment because we have
seized this axiom instead.
On this cold winter
day, I choose to focus on
the warmth and light of the sun.
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Like an LED
the brightest of winter suns
offer only scantest heat.
They saw we argue
more with those we love the most…
I guess I’m the odd man out.
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Or just an odd man,
one who doesn’t insist he’s
always in the right.
When there are no words,
how do you write a poem
is my question of the day.
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Sometimes wordlessness
exclaims with an eloquence
beyond the ken of poets.
Somewhere in this mix
of falling sleet, snow, and rain
hides a pleasant Sunday drive.
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Hidden in plain sight
was the care an uncle showed
to drive in such mixed weather.
So-called patriots
prefer a violent nation
and government overthrow.
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Paternalism,
ultimately, yields tyrants
intent on subjugation.
Hits and near misses
differ by minor degrees,
making all the difference.
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Home run or strike out
what a difference that can be
in whatever game you play.
Here we go again.
After a day of reprieve,
looks like there will be more snow.
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More snow is welcome
during this winter season,
it is January, now.
Home, Hearths, and Hearts warmed,
all in the fullness of time,
by power’s restoration.
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Even before our
power was restored, we were
warmed by others’ thoughtful care.
This contest between
snow and us was won by snow.
We’ll see about tomorrow.
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Winning and losing
are esoteric questions
when discussing the weather.
State Farm’s got nothing
even close to my neighbors
when the going gets real tough!
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Time and time again
neighbors have come to my aid
and always with a smile.
It’s balmy today,
but tomorrow it’s supposed
to snow. What’s up here?
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Sundown: Sixty four
with reports of snow by dawn.
Climate Change? Ridiculous!
It’s been quiet now
awhile as we gather
our breath for the next outrage.
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With Marjorie Green
demanding to be seen, we
know we will not wait too long.