Coexistence ‘tween

Boomers and Millennials?

Never heard of Thunder Snows?”

~

We of the Silent

Generation endure their

thunder and their snows.

Winter is coming

soon. It already resides 

in the frozen hearts of some.

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This long dark tea-time

has left us all seeking warmth

in the face of frozen souls.

He’s top of the heap!!!

… and yet, still unfulfilled.

Ain’t no mountain high enough…

~

Sometimes getting to

the top leaves unaddressed holes

waiting to be filled.

Finding no one home,

should we knock on other doors

in search of some common sense?

~

Common sense is scarce

whichever doors knocked upon.

Better to just grow your own.

A well performed farce

elicits more smiles than

farcical reality.

~

It’s one thing to watch

a farce on stage, another

to find yourself living one.

As autumn leaves drop,

is there anything you would

like to see fall before Spring?

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Some monuments and

monumental egos sure

could stand to take a tumble.

Is this irony?

Only Donald Trump could make

Virginia turn solid blue?

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We give thanks for this

unintended gift from an

ill-intentioned president .

Your photograph of

snow and yellow woods brought peace

to a restless day.

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We all need deep peace

of quiet woodland pathways

in these loud, contentious times.

In this yellow wood

there is no road diverging,

only solitude and snow.

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Neither do the eyes

diverge from such splendor as

yellow woods and snow.

Sun can melt frost with

presence and warmth, but it’s not

much help with fire.

~

Only cooler heads,

through prodigious effort, can

contain a wildfire