Nighttime fears falter

when they meet the light and find

their place in a larger whole.

~

The cleansing power

of bright, unfiltered, sunlight

emasculates dark demons.

I can’t remember;

what day is this that has dawned

without a poem written?

~

Sometimes days go by

so fast that inspiration

fizzles and poems aren’t written.

When one poet’s down,

we will take a brief break ’cause

we make these things together.

~

Sometimes there are no

words powerful enough to

pierce the throbbing fog.

Though we couldn’t all

be together, the sun sent

warm greetings this Thanksgiving.

~

And culinary

adventures will continue

to warm us all from within.

Dons shining armor,

mounts noble steed and sallies

forth to tilt children’s windmills.

~

We knew the wind was

of his own making, but Don

has nothing noble to ride.

What did today bring –

a song, a sorrow, a sigh?

How was it received?

~

Today brought labor,

received with some scant patience

and with even fainter praise.

What does it mean when

someone’s behavior is best

described by hazmat symbols?

~

If you have to ask,

it must mean you have limited

emotional intelligence.

Mind says there’s so much

to do. Body says first thing

on that to-do list is rest.

~

Any call to rest

supersedes other labor,

per procrastinator’s creed.

Not all Jay’s are blue

but they are all obnoxious,

overbearing bullies.

~

When Jays meet squirrels

at the bird feeder, they have

 a bullyful time.

Political Hint:

Can’t show grace under pressure?

Best not to show off or up.

~

Realpolitik

is based on pragmatism,

not amoral coercion.