And the last has flown;

winging her way Easterly

while the first wanders the West.

~

If you have plans for

that empty nest, perhaps it’s

time to simply rest.

Is it better to

be young and foolish than old

and full of I wish I had?

~

Experiences,

positive and negative,

are what make life worth living.

Why do morning storms

seem, somehow, less frightening

than their evening counterparts?

~

Impending night with

its lack of light increases

our fear of the vast unknown.

The birds assemble

at the feeder, waiting for

poets to assemble too.

~

Feeding the hungry,

a noble undertaking,

sometimes must take second seat.

The only thing that’s

predictable is weather’s

unpredictability.

~

Thus the weather stands

as an easy metaphor

for all that that defies order.

Want to justify

what’s unjustifiable?

Use the Second Amendment.

~

It’s the NRA’s

favorite conservative

get thee out of jail free card.

Being On The Road,

kind of like Jack Kerouac,

seeking life’s inspiration.

~

He’s willing to take

a road less traveled and on

the way he will find his bliss.

Striving for the best,

but prepared for the worst -wise

practice, but one seldom used.

~

Expecting the worst

forestalls most disappointments,

leaving just pleasant surprise.

When joyful noises

fill us with subconscious dread,

introspection is a must.

~

Since many of our

journeys to awakening

begin with dread, few take them.

On this sixth day of

the sixth month we are greeted

with warm sun and a cool breeze.

~

Would that all could see

these simple pleasures of life

supersede self-made sorrow.

Commencing right now

graduation music plays;

students march to their future.

~

May these graduates

find their true callings as they

step into the wider world.

All of us have days

when we forget. Tomorrow

is another day.

~

Tomorrow is busy!

I guess I’d better sit down

and write tomorrow’s today.

Why do we call not

eating fasting when really

it’s then that time moves so slow?

~

Cherish those moments:

digesting each sensation,

thereby, forestalling ennui.

We must control guns

since some simply can’t control

their murderous impulses

~

When profit matters

more than human lives, we know

we have lost our way.

How many children

will no longer laugh and play

due to adult inaction?

~

One is to many…

and their hollow thoughts and prayers

will not expiate their guilt!

Lunch with an old friend.

Felt young, although neither of

us are spring chickens.

~

Any pleasant meal

enjoyed in good company

is a true, ageless treasure.

Caught up on the winds,

tossed about indifferently,

terrorized by tyranny.

~

May the winds of change

cast out tyranny, leave care

and compassion in their wake.

Do you remember

when school safety had to do

with crossing the street?

~

In virtual school,

students remain safe, except

from “Battlefront Two” shooters.

A monochrome sky

uniform yet dazzling

in its overcast brilliance.

~

My monochrome mood

uniform and quite boring

leaves me yearning for contrast.

All the thirsty plants

are thrilled the sky relented

and released its hold on rain.

~

Now the sodden ground,

achieving saturation,

loosens grasp on those plant‘s roots.

Tiny raindrops fall,

collecting on summer leaves,

before thumping wetly down.

~

Lawns, fields, and flowers

gratefully receive raindrop

offerings from every source.

Sometimes our bodies

slam on the brakes when our minds

won’t stop pushing us forward.

~

People are driven,

often to their detriment,

by their bodies and their minds.

Disappointment’s born

when expectations exceed

every probable outcome.

~

When we don’t factor

in limitations, we’re left

with high hopes but low results.

Feeding the birds less

has led to a bird protest –

Avians Unite !

~

Give a bird some seed,

you will feed him for a day:

teach a bird agriculture…

Bold as brass that squirrel!

In the house, on the table,

snacking on my blue corn chips!

~

I bet he surveyed

the neighborhood first, in search

of the best chip provider.

The sun kissed the trees

teaching us all about warmth,

light, and the birds and the bees.

~

Seems like trees do it

communally, yards apart,

without passion, unlike us.

Friendly fellowship

can exist even among

those who disagree.

~

Differences can add

flavor and zest to the mix

which might expand our palate.

More green leaves appear

on the dying tree, inspired

perhaps, by their forerunners.

~

Trees, much like people,

bud, leaf, blossom, and bloom

on their own schedule.