Chaos fills the world.
Seeking calm in my back yard,
I plant lavender.
Chaos fills the world.
Seeking calm in my back yard,
I plant lavender.
The Supreme Court said,
knock off that monkey business
“with all deliberate speed”!
There are some tools
good poets use
when crafting verses
for the ages.
Rhythm and Rhyme
help keep the time
and also help keep
them remembered.
Metaphors and similes
are often seen in homilies.
And Synecdoche
may be off key
yet still may be
the symphony.
Assonance
alone allows
ample alliteration.
Consonance
conveniently conveys
constant clatter.
Meter, Meter!
Sure can’t beat her
when you want
a great repeater!
I’m sure there’s more
that you can add;
if you do
I won’t be sad!
Some call it exhaustion
This total lack of care
Or perhaps depression
Descending from nowhere
Without any hesitation
I say it isn’t fair
Trapped in rumination
Sitting in this chair
Lacking inclination
Situation to repair
Feeling trepidation
Turning to despair
So in resignation
I climb Perdition’s Stair
Some see just a mask
In that witty repartee,
The snarky reply,
That self-effacing banter.
But it’s more than that.
Humor in the face of pain;
It’s a mark of character.
And how can we judge
ourselves as compassionate
people unless we
open our communities
for those to whom life gave less?
Yellowstone’s beauty
inspires the naturalist.
John Muir’s Sierra Club forms.
After a long day
too busy to pen a rhyme,
now I struggle to
scribble meaningful meters
as, to my pulse, snores keep time.
Old England passed it,
a challenge to tyrrany.
Habeas Corpus.
In a verbal rut,
His mental gears all gaumed up.
Repetitious chant.
She marks the western gate
for arrivals, like the east’s
Lady Liberty.
THIS IS NOT A RANT!
But it is a question that bears asking.
In the past couple of years, there has been an increasingly vocal movement toward “Open Carry” of fire arms in public places. Without getting into a values discussion or an argument about the rightness or wrongness of this issue, I would like to point out some fundamental conflicts in the legal system.
Lately, people have been allowed to carry rifles and shotguns around town. Last month a young man of my acquaintance was arrested and jailed for “Possession of Burglerous Tools” because he was walking home from a friends house with two screw drivers in his pocket. I know that it is illegal, here, to carry knives with blades longer than 7 inches. Is it just me or does this seem to be an irreconcilable double standard about what constitutes “intent to engage in criminal or threatening behavior”?
I would like to know why it is OK for me to carry my M1 Garand to the Mall but not my Katana or, for that matter, my flat head screw driver?
Anyone?
Anyone?
Happy Memorial Day!
A sudden red flash,
too small for a cardinal,
flew summer’s herald
Life may not be all
fun and games, but even at
worst there is beauty
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Rest in peace, John and Alicia Nash.
May your Beautiful Minds and your long work for people in recovery from mental illness continue in others hands.