We need
a spoonful
of candor
to curb the cries
from cankerous tongues
that burn
biting mobs
This is a continuation of my thought that started with A Shot in the Arm.
We need
a spoonful
of candor
to curb the cries
from cankerous tongues
that burn
biting mobs
This is a continuation of my thought that started with A Shot in the Arm.
Denial doesn’t absolve guilt; it only hides it while harm spreads. “To stay silent is to stand with the oppressor.” — Desmond Tutu That’s Not UsThey mock migrants,call them a wave,an invasion, a threat.We click, and sigh,That’s not us,then swipe next.They take children,stuff them behind steel bars,silver blanket sleepers.We whisper, That’s not us,but still dress…
Join our cause!That has been said.Thathas been done.Resist!Has been tried.It has.Others have tried.I haven’t tried.I haven’ttriedenough.Resist!No more.No!More!Resist.No more!Accept what comes?Accept what?What comes?No!No more!No…… more. Resisting Cause Exhaustion Every day seems to bring a new invitation to join our cause. While many causes are worthwhile, no one has the time, energy, or resources to answer every…
Hitting backspace, delete, erase, and purge
Cancelling histories of contemptible captains
I need a photograph to preserve this moment in my memory book, but I am on the highway–traveling east–the nearest off ramp miles away.
“No flower can lift spirits quite like a pansy: so small, so sturdy, so triumphantly cheerful in the face of the cold.” — Victoria Magazine ✽ ⚪ ✽ ⚪ ✽ ⚪ ✽ ⚪ ✽ ⚪ ✽ ⚪ ✽Little PansyDon’t let his name fool you;this little fighter roots in frost.His purple petals, trimmed in yellow grit,flash gold…
Winter’s cold gripFirmly gray and oldBare tree branchesAll muted and browned Sun hides silvery behind gray skiesAbove the barren landYet hope will soon sproutFrom today’s frozen ground Sleeping seeds on winter’s restWill soon awake, ariseAs sun grows strongerAnd lingers longer Soon they’ll burst in brilliant spraysOf oranges, purples, yellowsWith fragrant breezes taking flightCausing hardened soul…