Three poems:

Is the Kingdom Great or Small

Sante Fe

No One Cries Alone

Working on a collection of my poetry to be published in 2021.   Meanwhile, they will soon be up on my google sites webpage.   

Enjoy the poems: 

Empty Hall

Cage of Expectations

Intimacy

The "Us vs. Them" hurts the poor. Consider that when you speak.

All humans carry stories in their head of their past that impact their ability to live in the present.  Your stories and the stories of those around you cannot remain hidden if you want to grow, even the ugly ones.  We need to find friends to share our stories with ... 

A verbal description of my walk through the woods with my dog along with some pondering about exercise and stress.

Death is a subject our culture tries hard to ignore.   Do we make our lives less rich by not having conversations about death?

to be filled out ...

Grandma

Can’t see grandma

Can’t see grandma for awhile.

Social distancing mom says,

Stand down, stand-alone.

Mom, we never ate together before.

Why is Dad home now?

Never played monopoly,

All four sitting and laughing.

Grandma got a cough

But it’s not the bad kind

Just needs to rest

Rest on a cot alone

Rest on a cot in the back, alone.

Dad’s cooking now

Say’s we’ll be okay

He read us stories

Till we laughed and he cried.

Mom watches the sunset

And listens to old music

Sitting all alone

On our back porch

Sitting all alone.

Can’t see grandma

Can’t see grandma for awhile.

Social distancing mom said.

Stand down, stand-alone.

Roe

April 2020

Two Poems from the Past Floating in my head.

#AncientTexan

I believe FB's path to social responsibility is to require them to set up a platform where the individual is responsible and liable for their words just like in the real world.  

We all know the problems called by FB; here is a simple suggestion to improve FB and make it accountable to us all while not trampling on the first amendment rights of freedom of speech.

Namaste, 

#AncientTexan