We have a monster as a leader
a bigot,
a fascist,
a misogynist
We have a denier of truth
of kindness,
of right,
of love
We have a daily firefight,
a catastrophe,
a calamity,
a circus
But worst that than
we have more than half of the people,
our friends,
our neighbors,
our countrymen,
who think this is alright
Eclipse –
day becomes night
nature goes
silent
people
stand in
wonder
this
darkness
has the
power to stop us,
make us
consider forces beyond
We are
reminded
we are part
of something
greater
than our
society,
our technology
In the
dark we are one
Happy
Birthday Sandy,
my best
friend from little on…
We were
inseparable,
until
sometime in middle school.
We broke
apart.
But we
came back together again,
like one
of those broken bowls
with the
gold in the cracks
put back
together
stronger
than before.
But the
bowl of our friendship
was
hurled down again,
by
circumstance
more
than anger or will.
And as
we tried to glue us back together
you
flung sharp, hurtful arrows,
at
me. You had no
respect
for my life and choices.
Did you
know how that would hurt?
Did you
know I could never
trust
you or
be
comfortable with
you
again?
The
pottery of our friendship
has
broken in too many places;
it
cannot be fixed.
We will
be cordial,
we will
be civil,
we will
be pleasant,
but we
will never again be close
as we
once were. 146
Family -
pride and love and conflict,
a stew
of all these flavors
and so
many more
all
steeped in unspoken resentment
through
lifetimes and
generations
Babies born
too soon,
or
raised by grandparents,
that
uncle who was always
a little…funny
Some
joking, some drinking,
some
ethnic slurs
The
older generation a little racist
and the
younger one
a little insufferable
and in
the middle
pressure
from both sides
but what
can you do?
After
all,
it’s
family. 76
You
crawl before me,
yet,
when I turn my head
you run, you fly.
You’re
gone
and I
can never catch up,
never
get you back.
Eternity
spreads out before me,
yet my
path
narrows
a little
more
each
day
until
one day it comes down to a
point,
a period.
And we
all know
a period
signifies the
end
Nothing
much to say today
My thoughts
have dried and blown away.
No joyful
verse with a cherry ring
no lyrics
for anyone to sing
no
humor, no sorrow, no angry rants
about
liars with fires in their pants.
No
sentimental sop, no wishful dreaming,
no
outraged protests to be read screaming,
no
flights of fancy or bumble bees,
no
pleading to deities on my knees.
Nothing much
to say today,
the muse
has stolen my words away.
Today
someone was shot.
I live
in America.
In
America
someone
is shot every day.
At least
one person dies
every
day
in my
state.
Many people
are shot
in my
country every day
because I
live in America
land of
the brave.
And you’d
better be brave
because
tomorrow
you may
be the one
to get
shot.
