Modifications

weaponizing
dehumanizing
abandoning the cloth
overseas manufactured
cost of labor
crime and violence
illegal drugs and death
felons with no jail time
illegal immigrants
one-sided opinions
and more hate here than
in the civil war...
we are the new generation
of voters and we do not
like our parent's world...
age is a barrier
innocence is stupidity
the titans clash,
the fire bells alarm
and another law
bites the dust,
we are who we are
make no apologies
and you must buckle under or
find another place to live,
the rules are in our favor
we will not work a day,
the government owes us and
we will either collect
today or tomorrow.

April 3, 2024

Melancholy

without the slightest provocation
a feeling of lifelessness permeates
the body and into the soul...
a feeling of worthlessness and
self-doubts.... purposelessness,
as if there is no reason to exist,
and the family and friends who
ae surrounding my environment
offer no encouragement or even
give the impression that they care;
all tasks are overwhelming and
sleep becomes the easy out...
the way to pass the day, rather
than even trying to contribute but
when you do - all efforts are in
a state of flux, turmoil, and there
is no reason to make the transition,
since no matter what one does or
what one tries, it is going to fail...
age only makes it worse but there
is hope that death comes early and
puts an end to this state of depression.

April 3, 2024

Heaven Can Wait

bodies flow in and out as if

there is some sort turbulence

in the order of things...

rings of influence rotate

around each other as if 

there is some sort of hidden

force guiding the flight...

the ebb and flow of tides

are changed by these random

acts of chaos and we try to

understand the skies as if we

navigating a road map...

stars bounce along the ripples

of time hoping to find shelter

in a nearby, phantom nebula...

light travelers skip along

clusters of clouds that have

reached out to the dark energy

only to be pulled back in line

by the gravitation force of

orbits circling the perimeters

of Novas, apparently lost and

looking for planet solitude.

April 1, 2023

Coming Around

warm days - warm nights

fans turn in the rooms

shade trees have room enough

for both cats and dogs...

sun bleached hair and shorts

surf boards in the sand,

florida dreaming we become

tops down and sun glasses

six pack sitting in the floor

country music on the dial

singing as we roll along...

t-shirts and tennis shoes

the smell of fresh cut grass

hotdogs and burgers

sitting at the table at our

favorite spot on the lake;

water hoses and flowers

carpenter bees and pests,

all have a place in my heart

as I reflect upon the past

whenever spring rolls around.

April 1, 2024

The Unknown Journey

along the bank of an unknown river,
we walk with our companion,
a female of the species, I  presume
although it was never checked...
some say leashes are important
others disagree - for all I know
neither point of view is correct
as nothing is ever absolute...
nothing is spoken between us
we walk in silence, finding
comfort in being together...
and when it is night and cold
we curl up together under a
tree, my head on its shoulder...
mornings find us both awake
standing on the river bank
completely our morning ritual,
and once bread is broken and
water shared, we both without
the slightest word, decide to
continue our journey...  and,
after several days of following
the river, we come across an
unknown town with unknown
people milling about in an
unknown fashion...  and once,
greetings are shared we are on
our way, except my companion
decided to stay behind a while,
no animosity is felt between the
two of us, especially since we
were going nowhere in particular.

March 29, 2024

Abandoned

abandoned
left for dead
the soul reaches out
no one answers,
a gentle stream
flows through the mind
the soul acknowledges
terminating the search;
a body on the ground
lays quiet as it 
listens...
sounds of the living
deep inside,
caves of hope
offer solutions,
the soul similes at all
its good fortune...
the ground on which
it lays turns to 
quicksand....
slowly sinking down
into something...
waving goodby to all the
fools that would not help,
the soul is devoured
and no longer is it
abandoned.

March 29, 2024

Out of Balance

there is an end to a beginning
and a beginning to an end,
all things harmonize
all things experience entropy,
it is the way of life
the way of physics that we
have come to understand...
our earth has a moon and sun
the force of gravity
pulls and separates us but
our moon is the weaker one,
giving us stability...
and when a fourth body arrives
it will throw our balance into
a chaos we've yet to experience,
we have no warning
we have no pre-planning
it just is or it is not...
moving around each other
as if it were intended and not
just some coincidence from 
which we have all benefitted,
on borrowed time we are,
living in oblivious happiness
thanking no harm will come
to those who once believed
so strongly in the future..
we were warned and ignored it
forgetful that we ae mere bugs
in a vast universe in which we
were privileged to live a while.

March 28, 2024

A Sinking Ship

we sleep in the shadows of our memories
bathe in the river of forgetfulness that
keeps us free from self-incriminations...
we dig our own shallow graves for all
the impure thoughts we have only to
find ourselves unable to climb out...
we live inside the world of no opposition
and have yet to identify our enemies,
except for those who stand across the
street, listening to our conversations...
we are free to leave or free to stay but
either way we live a doomed existence
not much different from the deer we
for sport with high powered rifles just
to prove our superiority - the animals of
the woods stay clear of us when on a
family vacation, since it is then that we
are at our worst - the gods look down on
us with disdain and contempt for the
legacy that we hae ruined for others...
we turn our backs on the god and their
teachings since we perceive that we now
know more than they ever will, yet we
hide from their memories like rats who are
smart enough to leave their sinking ship.

March 28, 2024

Chicken on the Grill

soldiers of the night do not knock on doors
breaking through without provocation,
suits of a legal kind make unwarranted
demands upon the court - their decisions
target a special brand of individuals,
adversaries flock across the border as if
no one bothers to check their legalities
with taxpayers footing the bills for the
indiscretions they have yet to commit;
 justice sits like a doormat at the entrance
to the devil's house and the guardians of
the free have retired to southern Florida,
children of democracy have their lips
sewn together, received nourishment
from a tube in those noses and doctors
live in a bewildered state of anxiousness
not caring if they are citizens or not...
mothers hide their daughters from all
the rapists around while sending out
their sons instead in the hopes they will
marry a newly approved FDA trangendered,
stocks in the marketplace rise and fall as
social truth gains an unexpected lead and
while the barons of the street desperately
try to ascertain the subtleties of the moment
the middle class cooks chicken on the grill.

March 27, 2024

Confrontation

a rabbit in the yard sits not

knowing which direction to go,

a yellow cat on the deck sits

watching its indecisiveness,

in the sunroom I stand 

mesmerized by the scene

unfolding in front of me,

fascinated by the interaction

or lack thereof of the two

animals in front of me...

a wilderness of thoughts

flow through my mind like

the tension between these two

and I wish there could have

been more involvement but

today was simply not the day,

and all I remember of the

brief even was the white tail

of the rabbit bouncing off

into a wooded area in which

to hide and collect his breath.

March 27, 2024