Category Thoughts about change

Thoughts and Preyers

~~~~~ It’s never just frightened students who die, From weapons sold to those who mistrust, By strangers, in boardrooms, sick and sly, Who these deaths profit, so die they must. They ignore truth, as parents’ tears glisten. Teen blood oils gears of the NRA machine. Death drums, screams, too awful to listen. Future promise reduced, […]

News and Views

      Deep in the Tall Grass ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ I believe I must curtail or end my news, Travesty, tragedy, comic-opera politics. Daily flogged by pundits with my views, No sense, sanity no puzzle piece clicks. ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings and opinions at: Brent Harris Fine Art Philip Brent Digital […]

Sarabande for Missing Magic

~~~~~ Missing magic, miracles, All vanished, Nowhere to be found. From vast spaces, Gone. Into unseen Miniscule interstices Between atoms, Disappeared. Despite clues, Maps and legends, Whispered rumors; Whereabouts remained Unknown. Quests were mounted. Heroes came forth. Solo adventurers, Fellowships, too, Robber’s trusts; All trekked far, Endured miles Uncounted. Mighty mountains Scaled, Storm-wracked seas Sailed, […]

Within the Storm

~~~~~ In darkness, cold, lost, alone. Where stands the promised tower? We are hard upon the shore. Where the light, the horn, the bell, the clarion call we yearn to hear? Razor close, we draw near the shoal. Night shrouded, sewn up by dark clouds and dense fog; some pray. Jagged rocks loom. Bravely we […]

Simple Man

~~~~~ I am a simple man. Because I believe the human race can change, I am a dreamer. Because I believe everyone should understand, I am naïve. Because I believe if enough people say no, it will matter, I am a fool. Because I say this to other people, I am a simpleton. Because I […]

THE CHEETAH

~~~~~ Cheetah! Cheetah! spurning flight Will you vanish in the night? What mortal weapon hand or spree Would end thy fearful symmetry? Not so distant wait the flies To watch the fire leave your eyes. On what fell wings do they descend Your flesh and sinew then to rend? And you molder and depart As […]

Carpe Hora

~~~~~ They know they are outnumbered ninety-nine to one We, the larger number, say that nothing can be done Is it something in the water, or maybe it’s in our food Whatever it proves to be, it must be something good Good, for them, at least, but not for all the rest of us And, […]