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.
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.
Cold indifference,
hot hate, or warm love? Always
check your temperature.
~
Core temperatures
runs hotter than the surface
in this chaotic climate.
Reacting from fear
often leads us to defend
actions indefensible.
~
As FDR said,
“The only thing we have to
fear is fear itself.”
Even though the truth
stares us in the face, we’ve learned
to rely on lies.
~
Truth’s hard to swallow
while lies slide down real easy
when you only talk the talk.
As the years go by,
more and more lives are lost, but
many resist gun reform.
~
As the years went by
more and more lives were lost, but
many resisted seat belts.
Polarizing does
not cool us off on these days
of constantly rising heat.
~
Polarizing just
sharpen the contrast
between bright lights and darkness.
Without supporting
facts, the answers we receive
are based on their needs, not ours.
~
What you’re describing-
the very definition
of crass demagoguery.
Talking to myself
I learn nothing new. That’s why,
fellow poet, I miss you.
~
Sometimes life allows
no time for introspection;
so we grind, ever onward.
Searching the White House
for common decency and
common sense, but it’s not there.
~
I beg to differ!
Decency and common sense
live… in The Secret Service.
How many times must
we go down these roads before
we realize they are dead ends?
~
As long as we walk
with eyes and hearts and minds closed,
we will ever lose our way.
Mimicking Lenin,
another tyrant defends
stripping freedom from the press.
~
Autocrats always
prefer suppression over
open dialogue.
How can patient care
be a very distant third
behind prestige and profit?
~
Ask those at the top.
This must be in line with their
authentic values.
New realities,
open possibilities –
will we open mind’s closed door?
~
I say mind’s closed doors
conceal possibilities
long dormant, for good or ill.
Wandering the Louvre
wondering where people are;
Ahh! Queued for Mona Lisa!
~
That enigmatic
smile draws folks in, enchants
across centuries.
From ridiculous
to sublime, I was looking
for something along these lines:
As it was in the
beginning, is now, and will
always be – completely (w)hole.
The Invitation
came out of the blue – I was
asked to a poetic duel.
“It sure beats writing
my obit,” I said and picked
up my pen for mondo zen.