Limiting choice
Does not protect freedom
Silencing voice
Will not amplify yours
Banning books
Cannot shelter curious minds
Mocking alien looks
Is not dignified
Punishing rivals
Will not secure harmony
Sowing discord
Must not become commonplace
Limiting choice
Does not protect freedom
Silencing voice
Will not amplify yours
Banning books
Cannot shelter curious minds
Mocking alien looks
Is not dignified
Punishing rivals
Will not secure harmony
Sowing discord
Must not become commonplace
You did this, turning neighbor against neighbor by building your brand of pretentious patriotism.
Objects age and need repair, pass on to others, or get discarded. When I am gone, all that will remain of me are my words.
Herbie,
my comfort hamster
moonlights
as a sleep consultant.
With Mother’s Day around the corner, I started thinking about the everyday ways moms show their love. My poem She Is is a nod to those small comforts: a porch light left on, a warm quilt on a rainy night, fresh-baked bread with butter and jam. This is a revision of a poem I wrote a…
A pocket camera snapped my heart’s delight,
Light captured time on rolls of film.
Soothed stress stills body’s anxious plightBrightened mood shines soul’s central lightCured pain banishes mental strifeFirm bonds socially tied won’t cease Regulated hormones bring central calmRevitalized sleep like soothing balmBalanced physical emotional health we attainSolid human connection feeds a healthy, hungry mind.