Retired neighbors
can be wonderful blessings…
if they are compassionate.
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And don’t get so bored
they manufacture problems
to wile away the time.
Retired neighbors
can be wonderful blessings…
if they are compassionate.
~
And don’t get so bored
they manufacture problems
to wile away the time.
When winning becomes
all that really matters, you
have already lost the game.
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An easy yardstick
appeal to the simple mind.
Wisdom grows from the playing.
Personality
is one aspect of this life
A.I. can not emulate.
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Yet it can mirror
the personality of
the person it’s engaged with.
Looking up, I saw
two doves looking down at me
as sunlight kissed their grey wings.
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Looking down, they thought,
“What does that wizened old bird
think she’s gawking at?”
Alaskan glaciers
could not even hope to chill
those two gasbags meeting there.
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You know it’s really
bad when even the polar
bears give them the cold shoulder.
When the party ends
I wonder who will end up
with all the favors?
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National Parties,
to citizens’ dismay, are
a perpetual soirée.
This business of life
has this way of eclipsing
even the joy of living.
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It’s a difficult
business to find a good mix
of work and pleasure.
He certainly learned
how to twist and turn. Wonder
if he’ll dance to Putin’s tune?
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When one has no self
one is likely to become
someone’s perfect dance partner.
Inspiration’s well
sometimes runs dry and affects
both paper and pen.
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Dripping sentiment
likewise tends to overflow
soaking pages; running ink.
Reaping the whirlwind
seems to be unjustified
when other folks sowed the wind.
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That’s especially true
when future generations
reap what the wind sowers sowed.
His belittling
remarks reveal the smallness
of his character.
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If you can’t find fault
with a valid argument,
malignant snark’s all you’ve got.
Free money by mail
once filled me with excitement;
nowadays, just suspicion.
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Becoming older
and wiser is a process
with gains and losses.
Time and time again
that small bird returns, hoping
someone’s filled the bird feeder.
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Hope springs eternal
in the brains of feathered friends
seeking their next meals
Bright mountain sunlight
highlights the emerald peaks
of the Virginia highlands.
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On the rolling hills
of this place our family calls
home , the sun shines too.
Without power for
almost 24 hours
and we’re beginning to melt.
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Being Powerless
is, for some, a steady state,
not a passing discomfort.
Raid the Capitol?
Nada… Assault a flunky?
Federalize D.C. Police!
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He’ll do anything
to get his way. Isn’t that
what autocrats do?
Our souls’ landscapes thrive
when we spend our time with them,
give them what they really need.
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To nurture the soul,
one must first acknowledge it
then feed it with compassion.
Life comes at us fast,
making it necessary
for us to apply the brakes.
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Life holds us, but when
we’re exhausted we wish we
could put life on hold.
Though the grass missed you
while you were gone, it kept on
growing just for you.
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Traveling provides
ample opportunity
for growth, at home and abroad.
A month of neglect
extracts the horrible fee
waist high grass demands of me.
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To make things better
the universe has sent you
some cooler weather.
If there’s a school for
neighborliness, some of mine
have chosen not to attend.
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Cowards go to court
when they lack the fortitude
to express their true concerns.
August begins cool?
Did some cosmic switch get thrown?
Environmental reset?
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Whatever it is,
I’m grateful for the coolness
after days of scorching heat.
It’s almost midnight.
All through the house grandkids stir
but not me, Knox, or that mouse.
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In the wee hours,
a raccoon pays us a call
and leaves a nice calling card.
Alas, the conflict
between lounging here abed
and the need to hit the road…
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These inner conflicts
can be tough. but please buck up.
You’ll resolve them soon enough.
Storms come and go, but
that’s hard to remember when
you are caught in one..
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The best we can do
is hunker down, patiently,
and wait to clean up the mess.
From heat to comfort
and back again in hours;
small wonder sinuses rebel.
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Traveling sometimes
makes our sinuses pay more
than we bargained for.
I got so caught up
in household chores, I forgot
my poetic ones.
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Likewise distracted,
my pen hand’s been paralysed
by these Southwestern Vistas
A chance encounter
begun by a footwear choice
draws strangers to the table.
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You never know what will
bring something old or something
new into our lives.
Out of boredom he
created problems just to
make his retirement fun.
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Some sour old schmucks
stuck within their shallow souls
splatter surroundings with spite.
Today, the desert
seduces my camera,
drawing me deeper therein.
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The desert we see
invites creativity
and we’re happy to oblige.