Transitions and change
bring out the worst in many;
for some, it’s their time to shine.
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No one can predict
with absolute certainty
which it is going to be.
Transitions and change
bring out the worst in many;
for some, it’s their time to shine.
~
No one can predict
with absolute certainty
which it is going to be.
Living fully means
accepting many muddy
ambiguities.
~
Ambiguities
don’t prevent living fully,
they just add subtle nuance.
When the Swiss take sides,
might that be a little clue
that you miscalculated?
~
The Swiss are walking
a fine line. The question is
have they actually drawn one?
Another rainy
February day. Wishing
warm sun would chase rain away.
~
As the rain comes down
and the thermometer drops,
the cat meows at the door.
Not all love is sweet
Neither all limits bitter
They are life’s dark chocolate.
~
Life is rich. Both love
and limits come in varied
forms and multiple flavors.
Now that Knox watches
DogTV, I’m being forced
to share precious viewing time.
~
So long as sharing
is limited to screen time
and excludes the food dish…
In the scheme of things,
is using the wrong pronoun
worse than, say, global warming?
~
Both issues need our
compassionate attention –
that’s the heart of the matter.
Hope today brought some
delight your way and you took
time to savor it.
~
Morning construction
segued into tech support
and later on, poetry.
This nostalgic ache
dwelling there, where grief once lived
has become life’s companion.
~
Such indwelling life
companions bring a depth of
understanding to us all.
As the sky brightens
our dark moods begin to lift.
It wasn’t a breeze.
~
There’s nothing breezy
or easy or bright about
lifting moods up from darkness.
These warm winter days
bring us a smile of joy… ‘til
we ken it’s twister weather.
~
Winter’s twists and turns –
Voila! We have learned how to
be real somersault artists.
Knox was lost, but now
he’s found, yet somehow I feel
like the one who’s saved.
~
Salvation will come
to those who are deserving
whether they want it or not.
“Practice makes perfect“
may be the easy answer,
but perfect chaos needs none.
~
Perfect chaos helps
one see the unpracticed skills
of imperfection.
Did he think he’d sweep
her off her feet with that broom
mop combo for Valentine’s?
~
That ranks right up there
with that old vacuum cleaner
one sad Christmas years ago.
Diamonds everywhere
on this winter day. Surely,
we are very rich.
~
We were rich before
diamonds rained down from the sky;
such is the way of blessings.
If you try to duck
the fact you’re a silly goose,
I’ll crow about it.
~
I’d pay a pretty
Guinea, for those waterfowl.
I’ll just try a Squab instead.
Socialization
is more than recreation,
it’s more of a way of life.
~
But not for hermits
whose preferred way of life is
one of solitude.
After Knox watches
DogTv, I hope he comes
away edified.
~
Likely mortified
by the populist dogma
that populates the airwaves.
How do we lose track
of our pre-planned scheduled posts?
Poetry’s not surgery!
~
Poetry’s written
in a non sterile place where
all manner of bugs await.
Cat leaves small presents.
I sadly decline. Perhaps
you’d like to opine.
~
All those moles and voles,
though not appreciated,
will eat no more Iris bulbs.
In whom do you trust
and is your faith well founded
if you’ve chosen unwisely?
~
I trust compassion
wherever and whenever
it flows. It’s there my faith grows.
Fat squirrels smile
as they down the last bird seeds.
The birds and I groan.
~
Smile in relief
because chubby smiling squirrels
won’t eat your car’s wiring.
A brisk winter’s walk
with ebony fur clad pals
provides a moment of joy.
~
It’s the simple things
that can often shift a mood
and make things better.
There’s always room for
change, but that room often gets
stockpiled with excuses.
~
Some things never change;
like the stockpile of trash
in her excuse of a room.
Those who give freely,
with no concern for profit,
warrant positive regard.
~
That they walk among
us lifts our spirits, gives us
hope and points the way.
A stark reminder –
unrestricted rights to guns
lead to horrifying wrongs.
~
When those rights go wrong,
some call for some restrictions,
others just blame the shooter.
“Trust those on the scene.“
Hardest words ever spoken
to a family far away.
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Holding their loved ones
in their hearts, the families
sit and wait and wait.
Vowel asks consonant,
“Will you join me for a word?”
Consonant replies, “Ok”.
~
Number feels left out
Begs to join the equation
Suddenly, there’s Algebra!