Curmudgeon

Attempt to read me
You’ll find no light book
Don’t like what you see?
Then try not to look

You leave people flat
I’m no fiddle my friend
Any nonsense like that
You’ll never play again.

Process

Introspection – Inception
Calculation – Creation
Perfection – Perception
Action – Satisfaction.

Double Down

When fantasies crumble
Spirits can tumble
And you fall faster than most
You knew your status
Was surely not gratis
And your conscience is no silent ghost.

Beyond your assumption
Would you have the gumption
To make such an upheaval true?
Just drop it and ramble
It’s not worth the gamble
Don’t let one mistake become two.

Surprise!

I’ve never cared less about money
But worried more about worth
Like most things in life, it’s funny
We have been warned since His birth
But no one thought they’d live to see
That holy judgment come to be.

Poking Fun

It’s the most wonderful time of the year
They’re really pushing the fear
And trying to make the light of hope
Completely disappear

The struggle that most can’t perceive
Is fiercely waged, they deceive
The common people beyond the scope
That many could ever believe.

But ask yourself one little thing:
Why are the rules differing?
The only ones I see sick (don’t mope)
Have felt the needle sting.

Temporality

I see the circles my grandson made in the snow
Just yesterday, or was it a year ago?
Time – so fleeting yet so dense,
It’s Christmas, let’s enjoy the present tense.

Remake

A bygone era on the screen
Reminds me of a different scene
The roles were clear, content clean

The latest flick is way too woke
Where every boundary is broke
And the storyline is just a joke

Perhaps we’ll reach a point someday
That such distractions go away
As we embrace our interplay.

Endings are Overrated

In pursuit of poetic designs
It’s a problem to procrastinate
You end up with just a few lines
That really aren’t

Bedecked

A misty winter morning
And crystals are adorning
Every limb as far as one can see

This flashy year end fashion
Inspires my compassion
That they may soon wear emerald finery.

Identity Crisis

We cling to generalities
Ignoring the details
And other vital qualities
That might prevent some fails

The broader that we can make
A label we apply
The less time we will take
To truly wonder why.

Renewal

The solstice ensued
Beneath a full moon
And everyone’s mood
Was lighter for soon
A brief interlude
To honor the birth
That rescued our brood
The King of the earth
Who came from above
Our faith is renewed
As we learn to love
The solstice ensued.

Drama

At least to some degree
It’s plausible to say
We all must pay a fee
To watch the latest play

And if we aren’t a fan
That means we play a role
I try to stay deadpan
Or neutral (as a whole)

But critics do abound
(the cruel craven creed)
Don’t try to astound
Just act as you need.

Floodgates

A river of living water flows
Cascading from a humble heart
That’s fueled by faith which love bestows
Because it makes all doubt depart
Relinquish control
Let it cleanse your soul.

Trashed

FLEDGLING SPECIES UNPREPARED
FOR CONTACT—THEY WOULD BE TOO SCARED.
THEY ARE SURLY AND AGGRESSIVE
THOUGH THEY CAN BE QUITE IMPRESSIVE.
RECOMMEND OBSERVING THEM FOR NOW.
The yeoman reading rubbed his brow
ADVISE ON OUR FUTURE COURSE
IF NO RESPONSE WE WILL USE FORCE.
The tired soldier misplaced it in the bin
And thus the end of humankind was set to begin.

Good Cheer

The festive flickers glow
And you can too you know
Once you’re blasted by the beam
That’s back where patients go

The tinsel sparkles bright
And you will too at night
More radiant than you could dream
We’ll get you feeling right

The most fragile gift
Is life, so gladly lift
Your voice into a joyous scream
Before you cross the rift.