Sijo: WDYS #255 It’s Not Rocket Science
uncertainty looms in every corner—what to do, what to do but all ills come equipped, they say,complete with answers waiting the humane will figure it out: not exactlyrocket science Copyright…
uncertainty looms in every corner—what to do, what to do but all ills come equipped, they say,complete with answers waiting the humane will figure it out: not exactlyrocket science Copyright…
Heartfelt gratitude to the editors of Hotel by Masticadores for publishing my poemon loneliness. Dear reader, kindly click the link to read the concise poem I hope you enjoy. Tremulous…
***A repost from 2021ESSAYLesson learned from The Age of Miracles. What it Was Like Then A long time ago, I was young and had more time on my hands than…
Are you #IAB ? In the poop of it, I offer my opinion on this mind-boggling paradox of the times we're living in: insurmountable venues for entertainment, yet we’re bored, and life is downright boring. How is that possible? #SMH
I felt it was time I dedicated one for all sons all over the world in praise of fathers, step fathers, father figures all over the world. I know this is a shared prayer. You have no sons? Feel free to insert that person who lives in your heart. I bless you.
To arrive at a better future, we must transcend through the facade of pretense & view from a new angle with intent for inner peace to descend: for our children's future. So brace yourself for the world upgrade. Mindset, Insight, Poetry.
Happy second Saturday in the new year. I bless you. This poem is my response to the incomparable words of Rudyard Kipling's poem "If" Enjoy.
Fear and Celebrating, both healthy traditions observed at Samhain. Happy Halloween, my friends.
Oral Poetry. Oh, yes, I like this. Hope you enjoy this one too. And the squanderer reforms his old ways...
A fable for you today, dear friends, a hope for your wellbeing, and a wish for miracles. Drop me a line to let me know how and if you're enjoying these 30 days-30 poems. Be well.
A very short humorous poem that asked to be told today. Enjoy
Loneliness: a social pain Clouds in lacey white dresseshurriedly pass o’er rooftopssalaciously dancing ‘roundpuffed-upinconspicuous Wind Sun, red-facedlike a disgruntled sentinelbeams strongerbellowing "Order!"to the frolicking clouds;his abhorrence ignitedby their blatant charade…