Category Grooks
Always There
Both obvious and subliminal, consuming the sublime Though it might slip in softly upon the wings of song You may discover it on a mountain that you will climb It may stagger you when you step up to right a wrong It might be beneath your iron, on your ironing board In running, walking, dancing […]
Taylor Made
We find, sometimes, it is only win or lose This lesson often learned more than once Either we stick a needle where we choose Or that needle will stick us where it wants
Full Circle or Geriatric Lament
When wee small and wheeled about This was the only way I could get out Now I’m past four score years and ten And it’s the only way I can get out again
Large and Small
Whenever I’m in the massive complex city I always feel like I’m only itty bitty Yet, when into the vast countryside I charge My lungs expand and I feel large
In the Breeze
Colony collapse disorder This happens with bees It’s not the eye of Mordor As we vanish in a breeze Prevailing wind are strong As it blows a mighty storm Hey, what could go wrong? Isn’t this just today’s norm?
Choice
Who chose which blues to paint the ocean? Are there so many because it’s always in motion?
Just the Same
What is the frown I see upon your mug? It looks like someone really needs a hug That someone you refer to has a name Please use it; I’ll take that hug just the same
How Often
Eyes grown dim and cloudy My memory starts to fade Not only the daily panoply But the choices I have made The horrors of youth soften Music, laughter fill the gap I always wonder how often My dark and light overlap
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