Category Grooks

I Wonder?

I Wonder? ~~~~~ What would I do with me, without you? Do any of us know what might be true? More than I was, less than I have been, A piece of me missing, no nib in my pen. scratching at life, yet, leaving no mark, like rubbing two sticks without a spark. Words are […]

Long Time Friends

Long Time Friends ~~~~~ I watch a group of older women share, talking, laughing, all long-time friends. Experience, affection and respect echo in their every gesture, laugh and smile. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and let me know what you think. See […]

Might Have Been

Might Have Been ~~~~~ Yes, we laugh at the family tortoise, find it funny they saunter so slowly. They have the same thoughts for us, so quickly gone, ere they know we. Stepping so slowly keeps them alive beyond our four score years and ten. Over time, there’s wisdom to derive. See what could be, […]

Cannot Respond

Cannot Respond ~~~~~ Have you noticed the oldest and youngest fall in love with other; it’s a special bond? Both have freedom to play, not pass a test; social rules block us, so we cannot respond. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ Please, leave a comment and […]

Into a Ball

Into a Ball ~~~~~ I know I want to always be clever or, at least, I want to appear to be. Not solely here, in every endeavor. wisdom over smarts, at least for me. I know, time tells what was thought of what I offered and I left behind. Won’t matter what I made, bought; […]

Do Us A Favor

Do Us A Favor ~~~~~ For all the shooters out there, I have a request, whether you hail from north, south, east or west. If shooting many people jumps into your head; do us a favor, stay home, shoot yourself instead. ~~~~~ Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength,  Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment ~~~~~ […]

A Single Tear

A Single Tear ~~~~~ What net of illusions do I hope to cast? Magician’s misdirection my future, past. Always on the verge of fathoming truth, feeling all makes sense, a folly of youth. How then could I have thought, known? Imagine imagination’s leap, now grown. many ways, not only down or sideways, wander, stars transfixed, […]