Sometimes the sunset,

replete with many colors,

exceeds imagination.

~

And in parting leaves

behind a memory that

warms the coldest night.

In this modern age,

does the old guard stand a chance

on the social medias?

~

What old and young need

are improved listening skills

whatever the medium.

Skip the daily dose

of lies and propaganda;

we’ve got brighter things to do.

~

You sure got that right.

For a start, I’ll sing a song,

smell some roses, stop the fright.

Oh! Blessed silence!

We have forgotten how loud

everyday life can be.

~

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Dear President Trump,

My niece is more self-made man

than you’ll ever be.

~

 President Bone Spurs,

unlike your niece, made himself

using tweets and slurs

Our consuming rage

and the violence it fosters!

Can this be the only way?

~

Controlled rage gives us

the energy we need to

persevere and build anew.

Heroes will remain

untarnished longer when kept

in hearts than on pedestals.

~

Not just untarnished

but unvarnished, heroes held

in hearts will remain. 

His greatest failing

is responding to shifting

aeolian direction.

~

Perhaps he’s hoping

for a windfall of praise to

soothe his narcissistic soul.

Please, Andy Warhol’s

future, arrive like RIGHT NOW!

Someone’s fifteen minutes: DONE!

~

His fifteen minutes

of fame will go down in the

large annals of infamy.

For several years

we’ve dealt with quarrelteens. It’s

really nothing new.

~

Alas, quarrelteens,

though they may be nothing new,

seldom get to run the show.

When you’re more concerned

for principles than people,

your naked face will show us.

~

He who shall not be

named doesn’t care for either.

 He just cares for number one.

Fighting the good fight

in not for the faint of heart;

it requires fortitude.

~

Love strengthens the heart,

 faith fosters fortitude, hope

looks forward – we need all three.

When your body aches

and your mind can not focus,

it’s hard to craft a poem.

~

We may be weary

and worn, but we right ourselves

with daily writing.

Is it his intent

to break Federalism?

Seems he’s off to a great start…

~

 Autocracy is

that to which he aspires –

one embodied by liars.

Does this rainy chill

make global warming a lie?

Liars would have it so.

~

Some of us believe

what we want to believe, slant,

twist, and prune facts to that end.

Lately we’re singing,

“Where , oh where has caring gone

four long years passing?”

~

 A damned long sentence

this nation has had to pull

for the crime of apathy.

Rainy afternoons

fail to dampen the spirit;

same can’t be said of clothing.

~

  Gentle falling rain,

clothes dryers, and the lilting

 song of birds keep us serene.

What have we become

when reopening we ask ,

“What’s ‘acceptable loss’?

~

Are we willing to

lose our humanity for

a monetary profit?

A taste for privilege,

though easily acquired,

takes a lifetime to escape.

~

If one develops

also a taste for service,

there is no need to escape.

In this universe,

often what seems obvious,

is just a grand illusion.

~

So how do we pierce

the illusion of what seems

obvious and find what’s real?

The weather’s running

hot and cold, mirroring our

unstable genius in chief.

~

Whether he’s running

hot or cold largely depends

on the face in the mirror.

Our capacity

to tolerate suffering

may well be our undoing.

~

 Indifference 

and mistaken tolerance –

 betrayers of hearts and souls.

Is that woodpecker

just drumming his life away

or does he have mouths to feed?

~

Feeding family’s fine

but why can’t that peckerwood

peck somewhere that I can’t hear?

If you must go out

and choose not to wear a mask,

freedom trumps humanity.

~

 Bare-faced assertions

of freedom reveal who comes

first and who doesn’t matter.