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Saturday, December 26, 2020
Today has a purpose
Today has a purpose
Moments accumulate
There is a task at hand
Decisions calculate
And then time like a fog
In a matter of weeks
Absorbs all the present
Except its highest peaks
Thursday, December 24, 2020
In an antique shop there
In an antique shop there
Were things like my mother's
Poorly shelved, cheaply priced
Scattered amongst others
Her bowl for ambrosia
Cherished Beatrix Potter
And Christmas bulbs we found
Playing "colder, hotter"
Saturday, December 19, 2020
Wishing only the best
Wishing only the best
Life is not a contest
All our souls lay to rest
Just two dates and a dash
Time is the greatest gift
Seeking gold as we sift
And our spirits we lift
Making each day a splash
A fist full of gravel
A fist full of gravel
The Life impossible
Less life than sound whispered
Yet still inaudible
Of no use yet purpose
Evidence presented
I tried to squeeze Life in
Pointless but intended
The fisherman hasn't
The fisherman hasn't
Got a clue that their hook
Is not in my mouth, their
Careful bait never took
The worm and I laughing
As we pull on the bob
And they reel in their line
Disappointed and robbed
The World rarely stands still
The World rarely stands still
OJ and Diana
The COVID pandemic
The crime of Osama
Or a heavy snowfall
All the roads turn empty
The ground mirrors the sky
Inches to feet plenty
Sunday, December 13, 2020
Accepting this old face
Accepting this old face
I'm not young anymore
I'm viewing the landscape
Many others before
Future of fewer dates
As I widen the scope
And taking more in with
A gift wrapping of Hope
Oceans bigger than clouds
Oceans bigger than clouds
But still smaller than sky
Carrots dangling on sticks
We will never know why
Stars beacons to nothing
And serving no purpose
A universe littered
With beauty and surplus
I see the importance
I see the importance
In wanting forever
A heaven of always
A time without sever
I'm not a believer
But can't deny others
Wishing togetherness
If we had our druthers
Saturday, December 12, 2020
Must stop these reflections
Must stop these reflections
They should have died at sea
Instead graveyard markers
Like stones inside of me
There's anger in repose
Nothing can fix it now
So trite, but soar and fly
And quit having a cow
Not speaking the full truth
Not speaking the full truth
In order to protect
Sensing a battlecry
Far too tired to protect
Thowing others off trail
Crumbs are flung left and right
Walking deeper in darkness
Hunched and hiding my light
Finding some perspective
Finding some perspective
When logic makes no sense
And understanding fails
Still postured on a fence
Rocks resting on mountains
Clouds always passing by
Earth present as ever
And yet, so too, the sky
Interpretations rise
Interpretations rise
Conspiracies divide
Facts blatantly ignored
And enemies deride
Narcissists not budging
Fight is greater than right
And the facts are weaker
'Til the truth comes to light
Too tired for intellect
Too tired for intellect
So much randomness here
Nature and falling trees
Leaves us guessing with fear
Discovery leads to
Open pasture and skies
Until the woods creep in
Old trees and fledglings rise
All rescue or repair
All rescue or repair
The two of us full force
You with your tools at work
Me getting things on course
Celebrating results
Seeing similar ends
The hammer and lifeboat
Are intricately friends
Wednesday, December 2, 2020
Snow looking like ground clouds
Snow looking like ground clouds
The sky an empty sea
Sun rising on a slant
Long shadows twice or three
Cargo thrown overboard
Prior to departure
Aiming for the future
Like a pulled bow archer
Go to sleep planet Earth
Go to sleep planet Earth
Communication not
Allowing us to pine
Nothing finding forgot
News used to be daily
Not instantly all day
And if they could, they would
Transmit it on sun ray
In the forbidden land
In the forbidden land
After the apple bite
Where temporaries stand
Toppled by righteous light
Not looking for a door
Yet here lies the threshold
My feet can move no more
Knowing the warmth grows cold
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