Tag Archives: hope

Cherish Hope

Cherish Hope ~~~~~ I challenge you to cherish hope for a day. Reject all violence, everywhere, find a way. No press, socially reported evil worldwide, Here or abroad, in the city or countryside. Refuse to fear bullies, choose not to fight. Gruesome deeds lose power without sight. I urge you to step away from politics, […]

What Would You Do?

What Would You Do? ~~~~~ When my father told me, late in life, His regret he’d never gone to Spain. Might as well have said, play the fife. I wish I’d have asked him to explain. I think it had to do with the romance, an odd allure of the revolution there. Told as if […]

Telling Tales

Telling Tales ~~~~~ The wizened sage entered, sat upon the ground, those whose history he recalled gathered around. An elder solemnly lighted the sacred torch afire. The sage told their tale; that all might still expire. An old women took his place, sang a simple song told life’s love, loss, joy, sorrow, hope to prolong. […]

Taking Flight

Taking Flight ~~~~~ It’s so late at night, it has become very early morning Yet, here I lie, brain roiled in riot, with unclean hands. Creating, too long awake, intent; I should be snoring. Time it is, passing; I seized uncharted, unnamed lands. Until a nascent answer lives, I shall not cringe nor beg. Review, […]

Forget How We Remember

Forget How We Remember Variations on a theme by Shane Koyczan ~~~~~ Forget how we remember. Forget the games we played in May that should not be played in December, Since each bullet shot comes from a bigger gun And we always keep them loaded just in case. We court each human with enmity and […]

Express Me

Express Me ~~~~~ Art must be thrown ahead of what is happening now, like a quarterback’s pass must be thrown to where a receiver will be, not where they were when the pass was thrown. Similarly, I must decide what art is for me, besides pretty pictures. What appeals to me, mostly isn’t typical, but […]

Different Words

Different Words ~~~~~ At the end of yet another day miles and miles away from home. I wonder what’s true, that I have to say. Do I find new vistas, when I roam? Is it but a different view of life, like I stepped sideways, turned my head? My balance point, the edge of a […]