Where everyone can see
No matter how we’re turned
There’s no conformity
It’s a truth in nature
Not ideology
Real as mathematics
As strange as judging three
Friday, January 10, 2025
Wednesday, January 8, 2025
No where near an ocean
No where near an ocean
This land locked pirate casts
Sights over cornfield waves
Telephone poles for masts
No home port or country
Is this even my time
Less the modern word, more
Ancient Mariner’s Rime
Monday, January 6, 2025
Tripping over shadows
Tripping over shadows
The baggage we have packed
Regret for words spoken
Or prejudice we backed
The best sunset will be
The first I cannot see
Our lives are one paper
Our own origami
The unexpected love
The unexpected love
A flash flood of feeling
The open and closing
The giving and stealing
To know I will carry
This mutual embrace
From moment to moment
Here to there, place to place
Sunday, January 5, 2025
Anger no matter what
Anger no matter what
Choosing burning fuel
Listening then raging
In Christ, granting cruel
Dismount reality
To mount a unicorn
Lancing and judgmental
With superior scorn
Friday, January 3, 2025
After turning all stones
After turning all stones
No wiser from exert
The cleansing of the hands
The removal of dirt
Off to other landscapes
Not conundrum quarry
Perhaps planting seed rows
And grow my own story
Thursday, January 2, 2025
The clouds barely stirring
The clouds barely stirring
Fast cars running red lights
Flashes of fascism
And oligarchs with mights
Are in intersections
Ignoring traffic rules
No crossing guards or cops
No elephants or mules
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