Thursday, September 30, 2021

Motley

The clouds look like a painting
A pastel place of peace
Unsullied by the tainting
Of swarms that never cease
Releasing toxins everywhere
A true depiction of despair.

Wednesday, September 29, 2021

Sellouts

For the love of gold
The corrupt comply
Their hearts turned cold
Just so they can buy
Into the big lie

Overcome by greed
A sullied soul
May feel the need
To lose control
Despite the toll.

Tuesday, September 28, 2021

Tail of Terror

The moon was round and low
And lent a spectral glow
To anything it’s silver rays caressed

An amber pair of eyes
Caught me by surprise
A fearsome beast that seemed to be possessed

So carefully, I crept
But suddenly it leapt
A crazy cuddly canine, who’d have guessed?

Monday, September 27, 2021

Bad Rep

They’re not noble, they’re not even nice
Selling this country out for any price
Representative of everything vindictive and vile
Grinning like hyenas all the while—
But those who smile widest often hide
The blackest hearts of evil deep inside.

Sunday, September 26, 2021

Destination

The emerald hills are glowing
In the late September sun
I feel excitement growing
A new journey is begun

My first step through the doorway
I feel my heartbeat start
To quicken on this foray
Into autumn’s vibrant heart

I seek a new perspective
With a breath suspending view
As I follow one directive:
Be compassionate and true.

Saturday, September 25, 2021

Ups and Downs

I tried an elevator
But it really let me down
Then an escalator
But I must’ve missed a step
Then an excavator
But no one dug my frown
So maybe I’ll just see you later
‘scuse me while I schlep.

Friday, September 24, 2021

Loss

He slimmed down so much his goatee
Looked two sizes too big
And his skin flopped around soggily
Like gelatin doing a jig

I asked him if he was okay
He awkwardly boomed “You bet!”
And then someone told me today
He died before the sun set.

Thursday, September 23, 2021

Prime Mover

They asked him, “Have you ever lied?”
He nodded his assent
“Outstanding, you are qualified!”
Then made him president,
Amused at all his ramblings
What mattered was – who pulls the strings.

Wednesday, September 22, 2021

Unlimited

Why must all reduce their speed
For those innately slow?
It’s not a matter of hate or greed
But some are built to go

So if you know you’re in the way
Please kindly move aside
Then we can all avoid delay
And each enjoy their ride.

Tuesday, September 21, 2021

Theoretical

The last day of summer began with a note
Of minor regret, so haunting, remote—
I searched for a tonic to help me resolve
The endless progression in which we revolve.

Monday, September 20, 2021

Exercise

The frequent assault of our feet
Has beaten a path through the grass
To the lot at the end of our street
Where the street cleaner empties out trash

It’s there that we’re likely to find
A candid conclusion or two
Or three if I’m in my right mind
Though outings like that are so few

The dogs tend to sniff all around
While I let my brain wander free
And sometimes they scratch at the ground
As I’m digging deep inside me

Occasionally I set the course
More often I’m just dragged along
Which could be a cause for remorse
But that’s how you learn to be strong.

Sunday, September 19, 2021

Hostile

My freedom’s at stake
And your worst mistake
Is thinking I’ll forfeit control
I will not relent
And force you to vent
My head with a large bullet hole

I’ve lived this life my way
And won’t do what you say
Despite innuendos of death
I don’t want a war
But push a bit more
And I’ll fight to my very last breath.

Saturday, September 18, 2021

Misty

The world is getting blurry
A sight I can’t unsee
But there’s no need to worry
The view is not for me
My mind is looking to and fro
At memories from long ago
And soon I fear I may remain
Where sentimental visions reign.

Friday, September 17, 2021

Caregiver

I remember feeling poorly as a child
And my mother, acting such the perfect host
Told me to lay down and lovingly smiled
Then came back with delicious cinnamon toast

And as I grew, whenever I felt bad
I toasted up a steaming slice or two
And that memory, of feeling loved and glad
Would always be enough to pull me through

Now it seems it’s time for me to be
The perfect host as I retrieve my wife
From where they give her chemotherapy
And then employ my trusty butter knife.

Thursday, September 16, 2021

Amends

When everything you do
Is met
By endless boo and hoo
You get
A little testy

If you had only known
Would you
Have set the deal in stone
Should you
Regret being so zesty

When things are not ideal
Is there
A way to recapture the zeal
And share
Contentment with your bestie?