COUNTERACTING KINDNESS… a poem

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Calibrate this silence in my mind so I can hear

There’s so much in the world distracting me

What of all the plans we made

It always seemed so clear

Now, nothing’s making sense – just rambling

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These eyes no longer focus on what’s important in my life

Pollution to my retinas cause me stress

Lessons once were learned

But now elongate in their strife

I wake up every morning – a new mess

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To touch the sweet horizon would be heaven on this plane

Kinship in its purest shape and form

But how do we recover

When you won’t even say my name

Counteracting kindness – now the norm

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FIREFLIES… a poem

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I follow the fireflies

On most balmy eves

Down near the bay shore

By the stand of pine trees

They’d wink on their lights

For the briefest of secs

As I got a little closer

Falling under the hex

Then like a magician

They’d just disappear

And I’d stand there real still

Out in the clear

With a jar in one hand

And its lid in the other

In hopes I could catch one

Along with his brother

To light up the nighttime

In my little bedroom

Then let them all go

When the morning does bloom

AN OBSEQUIOUS RABBIT… a poem

Rabbit, Hare, Bunny, Costume, Animal

The ramblings of an obsequious rabbit

Have inhabited my thoughts for decades on end

How can it be that a hare such as he

Paused my imagination time and again

You’d think I’d know better after all these years

Of that cute little nose and big floppy ears

That carrots and lettuce and who knows what else

Would harden these eyes to its beautiful pelt

But don’t think me cruel as it was his own fault

I’d built fences, filled holes to make the thing halt

Yet obsession, the little furry creature possessed

Made a martyr of that bunny to all the rest

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GUIDING LIGHT… a poem

Landscape, Fire, Summer, Sommerfest

With flint in hand on this cool Autumn night

I strike a great spark and hope that it’s right

Dried out leaves, twigs and logs for a fire

To keep out the cold in a soul that is dour

And the light of this flame that will burn in the night

Guiding the forgotten and those who took flight

Bringing in all who have lost their way

With blind love and warmth at the end of the day

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FIGHTER… a poem

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Tear my mind away from the traps that lay within

Hold tight, steadfast and true to the belief that I have purpose

Refuge is not a place of ideology

But a place of triumph from battles fought

Wash these callused hands in the blood of my forefathers

Hold tight to the truth of their sacrifice of yesteryear

Beware, as ancestry too, has places of darkness

For rage and intolerance follow the path of their iniquities

Enlightenment dissuades the beast inside

Constraints, no matter their strength, can break

Take heart and lean into love

For only in this we shall we be victorious and find peace

Don’t eat the berries… a poem

After eating the berries

In the woods where I walked

I sat leaning against a tree

And in my delirium, talked

To the gnomes and elves

That were circling round me

Apparently they

Had been hiding in the tree

I inquired why the light

Was getting so dim

As I took my last breath

And became one of them

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