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WATCHING RETURNS

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We await returns, afraid to hope, yet eager for change

while the world turns and twists on battlefields

we cringe to see and do not recognize as our own.

We try to rebuild a prosperous and civil society

while schools, hospitals, highways, trains and homes

are blasted apart with life’s blood by robot drones.

The monsters are everywhere now, colluding to gain

all the world’s wealth and power as their own.

Hell on earth appears on city streets, and outside

schools and Home Depot, even at our own front doors.

We do not recognize the human drones, masked as they are.

We do not recognize the darkness draped now in gold,

gold we pay for that allows monsters to hide,

even from themselves, as gambling games mix with propaganda

aired on every screen, every hour, of every day while we play

with money we no longer have to pay the rent, buy our food,

teach our children in safe schools, roof the unhoused,

treat the unwell, feed the hungry, gas-up our cars

and find a way to stay alive and well – one more day.

The whole world is at war in unrecognizable ways,

on battlefields created as theaters of the absurd

but just as deadly in each its own way; and we play!

We play. We play. And, it is true, some of us simply pray.

Wait for returns. Gird and guard your strength today

for the battles which lie ahead and will not simply go away

as you turn from the poll results to begin another day.

Never doubt what we and all the world’s people are about.

We are all defending freedom and liberty.

Some of us are defending our very lives against genocide.

Americans sharing tax dollars with monsters brings no pride.

We are afraid to claim our well-earned and historical shame.

Return to wakefulness as the young are now doing.

See across oceans, in places with names we cannot pronounce

to wars fought more openly, with death a greater reality.

We are part of their fight as our monsters fund a common enemy,

and throw our support to help other monsters destroy even more.

Monsters are destroying the peace we diligently built

and the freedoms we fostered after the LAST GREAT WAR.

Destruction is at the heart of each and every war.

We play with blocks the monster continually knocks down.

The destroyer is once again, and still, at our door.

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WE SHALL OVERCOME

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Grind the beans.

Heat the kettle.

Start the day with verve.

Do not start the day with anything less

than love and hope and nerve.

Love is wiser than all the lies.

Love is bolder than fear.

Love is stronger than greed.

Love is all we need.

Love mends broken hearts and nations.

Love is how we succeed.

Love welcomes each dawn’s transformation,

chaotic though it may appear to be.

The path of love, poets tell us,

ne’er does run smooth.

But with many hearts joined as one,

the chaos can, and shall, be overcome.

So, we raise our cup to smiling lips

and sing a victor’s song.

We shall overcome, my loves.

We shall overcome.

Sing it all day long.

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LOOK TO THE YOUNG

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To see the future look to the young people.

They are not yet bound by convention,

nor blinded by the past,

as we old people are,

weighed down and eyes downcast

because we must watch the path

we no longer walk easily.

Such history serves a  purpose.

It offers cautionary tales

learned from days gone by.

But, it predicts nothing,

moves too slowly to catch up

with the speed of a future

unfolding before our eyes.

We can hardly understand

what we see in broken spans

as we catch pieces of the changes

meant to help us survive.

Look to the young people

racing on by, sharing nods of heads

while busily taking it all in stride,

smiling all the while,

letting us hold fast to our past

knowing we think them fools;

but they know they are simply cool.

And they are so, so, so  cool.

They carry our hopes with their own,

and the hopes of ages past grown old

into a world we cannot conceive.

They never break a sweat; 

learning more than we can forget.

I want to live long enough to see

this new world they create, strong and free.

I lift my eyes up to them respectfully,

gladly, lovingly and hopefully.

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ELECTIONS

The tree must come down.

It’s stump must be ground.

Know this,though.

Its roots continue to grow.

The lines we rely upon

To stay safe and strong

Will remain under threat

If we rejoice and forget

The threat those roots make

If we do not stay awake.

The tree may be gone.

But the threat still goes on.

We can take down the tree.

But, stay by me.

We must stay alert and fight,

the tree’s shadows alight.

It takes time for roots to die.

It takes time for truth to replace a lie.

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PERFECT TIMING

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Only the young believe they have time

to wait for the  perfect time

to make a difference over time.

Older persons have too little time

to wait for perfection lost over time.

Neither can afford the time

it takes to find the perfect time.

Neither must let the perfect

get in the way of the possible

None of us has that much time.

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AWAITING SPRING

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The wind has ceased clearing away

old lies and false games in play.

New lies form and cling to every surface

and truth is once again surfeit.

Snow may provide pristine cover

until snow melts and we discover

one lie lies atop another.

Spring seems too far away

and each day we must wait seems unsafe.

I welcome any blowing wind that rages,

if it uncovers the millions of pages

hidden behind bureaucratic stages.

Sunlight always follows storms

which speed across a continent’s norms

and freshens the air we all breathe,

able to fill lungs eager to breathe free.

A cold wind is as good as warm.

Each wind has its own charm.

Both can clear the air and remove

what would cause us harm.

No wind today to grace 

what feels a very unsafe space.

So, I blow words across a page.

A warning wind blowing hard and truly

meant to make us all a bit unruly.

No place for Kings, I remind you.

We gather together, we too few.

Let the winds blow and harden our stance

to face and uncover lies which advance

the tyranny of greedy overlords 

who cannot stand up to truthful words.

Spring is coming, or so, I have heard told.

Until it comes, blow winds! Blow!

No matter how cold.

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A NEW DAWN

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Even the pictures on the wall

are tilted to the right.

Was there another disturbance overnight?

A tweet, and email, a deep-meet out of sight?

Did I stay asleep to avoid another fright?

When dawn came to anew and renew me 

I woke to the strengthening light.

I straightened every picture on every wall.

Was all this only a nightmarish dream after all?

I suddenly feel stronger, the longer I recall

what the world looked like before America’s fall.

Once again, I vow, Americans will be able to stand tall.

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LEAD WITH THE HEART

Lead with the heart

and the mind will follow

a path of peace and hope,

strong enough to carry

dreams and generosity

for all those you meet.

No matter how difficult

the journey it will not be taken

alone, silently, fearfully.

The heart knows best what matters.

The heart knows the best path.

The heart unites us joyfully.

The heart beats life determinedly.

The heart overcomes strife.

Lead with the heart and do your part

to create a world worth living.

Some paths are famous and large.

Some paths are unrecognized and small.

Every path matters to those

who walk it and make it their own.

Every path converges as we move

into the great unknown.

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MY FELLOW AMERICANS

MY FELLOW AMERICANS

I hold my tongue.

It takes strength I do not have.

Whimpers escape

On shattered breaths,

In silent screams.

The fight worries my soul,

Battle weary and choking,

On words held tight inside.

Once the scream begins

I doubt I could stop.

I wait for your speech.

I yearn for your promise

To stop the authoritarian

Who has taken over our house,

Emptied its vaults,

Stolen its wealth,

Sold its power

To the highest bidders.

So, I write. That I can do

While I wait for you.

To me, this nothing new.

Do you believe me now?

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IN THEIR STEPS

We walk with heroes

On paths of love for freedom.

Let us walk in peace.

Henry David Thoreau Poems > My poetic side

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