4000 Posts

The 4000th post?
I know it’s not much
But I cleared out a decent sized spot,
Forgive the small boast,
My failure is such
That I over protect what I’ve got.

But do look around
I try to provide
An otherwise overlooked view
For life is profound
And we must have a wide
Perspective to see something new

At times I must go
A bit farther out
To find unique items to add
Where fresh forests grow
And rare species sprout,
I’m sure some consider me mad,

For off in the sky
I constantly see
Dark shapes in a hypnotic gyre,
Far beyond spry
Are they waiting for me
To falter when I finally tire?

Sold Out

The more appetites you face
The quicker the pace
Of your descent
Away from grace

The lower your supply
The less you satisfy
Those who won’t relent
And beg to buy

Success is always planned
It’s painful to expand
The more effort spent
The more demand.

Double Dippers

We know what they allow us to know
About the construct we inhabit
For a glimpse of the truth you’ve got to go
In search of a little white rabbit
Where snobs who snub the common folk
Will slurp their marrow down like yolk.

Rusticity

A truck went by and mooed
It gave me a bit of a scare
I thought that it was kind of rude
Until I saw a tail in the air,
It was just a local farmer dude
Bringing livestock to the fair
Where we will spend an interlude
Away from civilized despair.

Reconcile

Resiliency cannot be gaged
By how you fare when war is waged
But how you live when those who preach
Of peace extend their overreach.

Bluntly

There are trees and there are rocks
And sometimes one politely mocks
The other over thoughts revealed
And silence overtakes the field
(As stones can take it in large blocks).

But soon, in rustic wilderness
So many noises coalesce
That you can’t help but join right in
Though stones aren’t very vocal *grin*
This one dulls of loneliness.

Extraction

We’ve all been trained to accept
That whatever the system presents
Is the best of options for us

So most ignore the many dents
In the story over which they fuss
And view their words as laws that must be kept

But broken trust is much like puss
And festers when caused by the inept,
It’s time to drain the wound, so it relents.

Perihelion

Though it’s a hoodie, not a dress
Yellow highlights your loveliness
More radiant than the morning sun
Admired by this dismal one
And like the sun, despite how I beseech
You shall be forever out of reach
Two bodies who have never met
As close as they are ever bound to get.

Base

I’m opting out of the experiment
You’ve studied my brain enough
Is my attitude an impediment?
It's hard to gaslight the gruff

How sickly sweet can they make it?
It seems we are doomed to see
Whatever transpires they’ll fake it
And the mindless will line up with glee.

Not Getting It

Without a container
You can’t have to-go
The only no-brainer?
Those who say So?

Tandem

If you can start
Right from the heart
You can imbue
All that you do
With passion that’s pure
Enough to endure

But, if instead
You follow your head
Your fanciful flight
Just may excite
Another to think
Before the big brink.

Reinstate

Each generation removed
Screams louder for things to be proved
Before they’ll believe traditions they were told
But once the earth starts to shake
They’ll see that the only thing fake
Are those who said cancel the ways of the old.

Unconventional

The blue ones are raucous
Demanding their share
A self centered caucus
Overtly unfair

The red are less rowdy
And try to maintain
Demeanors so dowdy
Compliance is plain

If only the martial
Could just learn to be
Much more impartial
We all could be free.

By The Book

I’m feeling slightly pensive
And somewhat apprehensive
Before the drama starts
I must go on the offensive

There is no clear objective
But the prudent are selective
And know within their hearts
To heed the gold directive.

Buzzkill 🪰

A mayfly flew around my head
But landed on a bush instead
I said, “It’s August, you’re kinda late.”
It buzzed, “That’s cute, let’s not debate.
Winter’s coming, I’ve much to do,
least of which is chatting with you,
you’re a human, so of course you would
assume it’s seasonal, not just could.
And now I must be on my way
please stop pestering me, good day!”
I chuckled, though he looked quite grim,
As I thought to myself what’s bugging him?