Under the banner
of political thinking,
some people remain clueless.
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Banners have a way
of catching the breeze, flapping
a while, then growing limp.
Under the banner
of political thinking,
some people remain clueless.
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Banners have a way
of catching the breeze, flapping
a while, then growing limp.
Hands over hearts, we
pledge allegiance. May we act
in accordance with our words.
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Indivisible,
with liberty and justice.
Noble sentiments, FOR ALL!
“The mondo’s ready”,
I sent to her in a text.
God know how she’ll finish this!
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She’ll finish this as
she often does with a brief
observation and some snark.
To whom or what do
you turn for inspiration
in these disquieting times?
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Simple wood working
quiets the discordant mind
…and makes useful axe handles.
From those we dismiss,
disregard, and disrespect,
should we expect any less?
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There are those among
us with truly noble hearts
who forgive and give back more.
That strange streak of light
spread across the pond, has it
been there all along?
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Streaks come and they go.
Good they don’t last forever,
on pond either great or small.
Pushing and pushing
may force people to comply
but at a cost way too high.
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We can invite folks
to freely fly but pushing
tethers their spirit.
Tell me, can you count
slowly to ten before you
send that fire-filled reply?
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Of course I can count!
I bought the best M.B.A.!
I just don’t want to.
Ironic that masks
hinder communication
more than virtual meetings.
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Though imperfect, both
ways of communicating
are statements of care.
When minds and hearts take
off on an anxious journey,
writing guides us home.
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Reading travel guides
helps us circumnavigate
mindless fears of the unknown.
Confront unreason!
You can’t expect any change
but silent is complicit.
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Unreason is a
calling card. When it is passed
out, speak up and close the door.
Stoking the flames of
appreciation – that field
of bright sunflowers.
~
Oh how they brighten,
turning their faces skyward,
warmed by their namesake’s return.
Days and days of gray,
cool, cloudy, crummy weather
can’t constrain summer swelter.
~
How ironic can
it get – cool, cloudy and gray
still can’t keep the heat at bay.
Pointing the finger
at peaceful demonstrators,
Trump decries democracy.
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Blamers gotta blame.
It’s the only thing they know
how to do without prompting.
When the simple things
appear insurmountable,
it’s time to go take a walk.
~
When we’re stuck it’s best
to relax and be guided
by a different GPS .
Can’t meet in Rumi’s
field when a wall of harsh words
restricts our access.
~
People who build walls
clearly have zero interest
in trying to build bridges.
Long weekends working
leaves little time for thinking
lyrically in language.
~
The language such long
working weekends produces
is expressive nonetheless.
If you lie like there’s
no tomorrow, you still can’t
erase the truth of today.
~
Despite denials,
all your lies of yesterday
can still wreck your tomorrow.
Preparing for storms
is often a daunting task;
more so when the winds begin.
~
Daunting though it is,
taking time to prepare does
beat getting caught unaware.
Unconventional
and conventional wisdom
gone missing at RNC.
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That’s not all that’s gone
with the wind at that event;
so too, it seems, a platform?
Two poets asleep
at the switch and the delayed
dual response is just this.
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If the heart is not
willing, the eyes won’t see
what is right in front of them.
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Seeing with the heart
sometimes requires blindness
to what some call obvious.
Our capacity
for exercising patience
requires frequent practice.
~
Fortunately, life
gives us numerous chances,
not always welcomed, to learn.
What gives with those who
don’t give a damn, but simply
take and take and take?
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A giving spirit
gives up material things;
instead seeks intangibles.
Some people proclaim
that better late than never
is not axiomatic!
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Could those someones be
contrarians who like to
flee from static certainty?
When we disagree,
let’s do it civilly and
form a vital harmony.
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Point and counterpoint
must exhibit some restraint
for us to hear the descant.
Droning Cicadas
and peeping of those tree frogs;
sounds like Congress in session.
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The sounds of tree frogs
and cicadas have a point –
Congress not so much.
It is what it is
except when it isn’t. Then
it’s fake news from Trump’s White House.
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Some people reject
objective criticism;
embrace denialism.
Throttlebottom! Rake!
Unmensch! Meshugga! Pisher!
No greatness recipe here.
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Name calling is his
special talent. You can’t match
it. Don’t even try.
Huge Pound and small Pence
walk into a dirty Barr,
suffer bankruptcy.
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Having sold their souls
earning moral bankruptcy,
a dirty Barr harms them naught.