Knox was lost, but now

he’s found, yet somehow I feel

like the one who’s saved.

~

Salvation will come

to those who are deserving

whether they want it or not.

“Practice makes perfect“

may be the easy answer,

but perfect chaos needs none.

~

Perfect chaos helps

one see the unpracticed skills

of imperfection.

Did he think he’d sweep

her off her feet with that broom

mop combo for Valentine’s?

~

That ranks right up there

with that old vacuum cleaner

one sad Christmas years ago.

Diamonds everywhere

on this winter day. Surely,

we are very rich.

~

We were rich before

diamonds rained down from the sky;

such is the way of blessings.

If you try to duck

the fact you’re a silly goose,

I’ll crow about it.

~

I’d pay a pretty

Guinea, for those waterfowl.

I’ll just try a Squab instead.

Socialization

is more than recreation,

it’s more of a way of life.

~

But not for hermits

whose preferred way of life is

one of solitude.

After Knox watches

DogTv, I hope he comes

away edified.

~

Likely mortified

by the populist dogma

that populates the airwaves.

In whom do you trust

and is your faith well founded

if you’ve chosen unwisely?

~

I trust compassion

wherever and whenever

it flows. It’s there my faith grows.

Fat squirrels smile

as they down the last bird seeds.

The birds and I groan.

~

Smile in relief

because chubby smiling squirrels

won’t eat your car’s wiring.

There’s always room for

change, but that room often gets

stockpiled with excuses.

~

Some things never change;

like the stockpile of trash

in her excuse of a room.

Those who give freely,

with no concern for profit,

warrant positive regard.

~

That they walk among

us lifts our spirits, gives us

hope and points the way.

A stark reminder –

unrestricted rights to guns

lead to horrifying wrongs.

~

When those rights go wrong,

some call for some restrictions,

others just blame the shooter.

“Trust those on the scene.“

Hardest words ever spoken

to a family far away.

~

Holding their loved ones

in their hearts, the families

sit and wait and wait.

Vowel asks consonant,

“Will you join me for a word?”

Consonant replies, “Ok”.

~

Number feels left out

Begs to join the equation

Suddenly, there’s Algebra!

A curious thing

about humanity is

how inhumane we can be.

~

Might humility

aid in the reformation

of us inhumane humans?

Conservatives fear

governments restricting guns;

~

but, not so much, banning books?

It’s not important

to insure our safety, but

they must conserve ignorance.

When you were little

you were Movie Boy. Do you

remember your escapades?

~

How could one so young

be attuned to the culture

that would engender “Me Too”!

Will it or won’t it?

The weathermen can’t decide

what the weather will render.

~

Perhaps it they’d ask

a weather psychic, they’d get

a sense of how the wind blows.

How do you know when’s

the right time to say out loud

what you haven’t said before?

~

Prepare for the worst

response you can imagine;

there’s no time like the present!

Why would a grown man

hate receiving compliments

with a nuclear passion?

~

Such an explosive

response, whether shared or not,

suggests fear or pain.

Why tell the birds they

must eat all the leftovers

before they get more?

~

Feather brained eaters

often overlook good food

looking for the sweet tidbits.

Unexpected art

displayed surreptitiously

provides sudden public joy

~

This public display

reveals that art and joy show

no sign of stopping.

In these challenging

times, may we not lose sight of

all that is good in this world.

~

Seeing challenges

around every single bend

hides the forest behind trees.

Even cloudless skies

seem a watery gray now

in, this, the soul of winter.

~

There are some who say

winter has no soul, but they

are summer lovers.

An hour ago

trees and grass glistened with rain,

but now they’re coated with snow.

~

Barring arctic chill,

another hour’s passing

may yield a sty’s worth of mud.

This white line fever

of freshly laid road salt brine:

harbingers of, yet more, snow.

~

In December’s warm

weather, we wondered what could

the new year bring. Now we know.

It’s hard to keep our

equilibrium when our

world turns upside down.

~

Topsy-Turvey days

strung together endlessly

yield their own kind of balance.