Will someone answer
that questioning owl so we
get a moment’s peace?
~
Owls only ask
these existential questions
to those they know can answer.
Will someone answer
that questioning owl so we
get a moment’s peace?
~
Owls only ask
these existential questions
to those they know can answer.
Dandelions dot
our path, brightly announcing
Spring has come at last.
~
And flashes of white
fringe and highlight the woods
heralding hope with sorrow.
In this currently
cold national climate, we
welcome sun’s display of warmth.
~
The Sun’s or any
hint, or semblance, of warmth
would cheer this desolation.
I can’t say we danced
in the rain, but I can say
we hopped all about.
~
More likely swimming
through the hotel parking lot
is the order of the day.
Let’s demand those we
elected to open their
closed hearts this Valentine’s Day.
~
Perhaps Cupid’s bow
will strike home unerringly,
opening hearts by arrow?
Inappropriate
appropriation? Knox tells
me it’s humanity’s norm.
~
Societal norms,
perpetually in flux,
sometimes swing toward larceny.
Scampering squirrels
hurry to the porch before
the birdseed is gone.
~
Surely those bums know
the early birds get the worms,
saving none for sleepy squirrels.
When the kids insist
“I’ve got this,” and they clearly
don’t, what do you do?
~
Let them burn their ass,
make them sit on the blisters.
They will catch on soon enough.
Our super-duper,
stable genius president
touts super-duper missle.
~
Mere words just can not
convey my total dismay
in any meaningful way.
History, Tragedy,
Comedy, and Drama all
have their place upon the stage…
~
At this stage we need
less tragedy. We’ve had quite
enough and could use a break.
It’s all perspective-
one person’s horrible flop,
another’s high water mark.
~
Those teleprompters
work their magic, they say ,come
hell or high water.
HARK! That sound! Hear it?
Is that Nero fiddling
a fevered Saint Vitus’s Dance?
~
It’s the erratic
twists and turns and tweets of our
resident Nero-in-chief.
Will they never learn
they can’t build themselves up by
tearing other people down?
~
Learning and building
aren’t what the “they” of whom you
speak seek. They prefer what’s cheap.
What’s the best response
to shallowness of thinking
and coldness of heart?
~
Perhaps it’s better
to wade in deeper water
and stroll along warmer paths.
After sedation,
and the kids have gone to bed,
what should parents do?
~
My son, to answer
this, I’d have to know who has
been sedated, them or you.
What I want to know
is where did the years go and
how can we find them?
~
They pass, as always,
at the usual pace.
We must notice them passing.