Tulip buds open
as daffodils slowly fade.
Soon, there will be irises
followed by honeysuckle.
Tulip buds open
as daffodils slowly fade.
Soon, there will be irises
followed by honeysuckle.
In the distance, sharp,
the crack of rifle fire
echo high above farm ford
the peace thereof polluted.
Here we go again:
one more white supremacist,
hopped up on Tucker Carlson,
popping off in nurtured rage!
Felines seldom play
Ambiguous, teasing games
Consequently Canines learn
It doesn’t pay to chase them.
Though we disagree
About this country’s problems
And about the solutions
We both remain patriots!
There is lots of room
in which all of us may dwell
here between God and Satan…
even our politicians.
Should I die today,
I trust that you’ll imagine
All the things I’d have to say.
Except, perhaps, I love you.
There are times, my friends,
it’s better to be silent
than to just shoot from the hip,
saying any old damned thing
that springs to a senile mind!
Look! Possessive Squirrel!
Dragging his bed place to place.
Material contagion.
Oh God, what hath humans wrought?
Basking in the balm
of this fire sale we lit,
ashamed at my schadenfreude,
yet still gleeful, all the same.
If you want the moon,
Then bloody ask for the moon!
Demanding sun and stars too,
Nets you naught but resentment!
Must there be drama
to christen every morning?
Can’t we vow and endeavor
to enjoy a silent dawn?
By sunrise first rays
Treetop branchlets a glisten
While upon the forest floor
We remain deep in shadow
This Election Day
Exercise uncivil rights.
Go drink his cup of coffee
Then cast your vote for the girl.