Replenish

Our solemn duty
Replenish resources squandered
Refill our dubious drought
As living waters wander astray
Once-fertile fields with harvests hard-earned
Craves nurture for soil now dry

We must give as we take
We must mend what we wound 

Earth begs a sustainable cycle
Her thirst we cannot ignore,
Sow seeds where they will grow
Where living waters freely flow

We can feed Earth’s hunger
We can quench her thirst
We can preserve each vital source

Replenish, recharge, refill, reload
Our earthly steward moral code

Welcome to my plog

Welcome to my plog
where
poetry’s the point

Don’t be surprised
though, to find
an article
essay
short story
other arrangements
of words

I thrive
on
word
play

The addition
the removal
the rearrangement
of words
help me
better
understand
my thoughts
my emotions
my place in
this confusing world

So, explore and
hopefully
return

But don’t
be surprised
to find a revision or
two
on what I
posted previously

Just listen

We all have stories
waiting
for us
to shout
out.

Why won’t you
stop
talking?
Take
a break.

Please.

Please.

Maybe
it’s your way
to say
“I can
relate.”

But
what does
your non-stop
talking
really
communicate?

“Are you done?”

“Listen
to me.”

“That’s great,
but let me
tell you
what happened
to me.”

“That’s so sad,
wait ’til you hear
what happened
to me.”

“Me.”

“Me.”

“Me!”

I watch
as you
recite your
latest yarn.
“Me, me, me!”
“Do, re, mi, fa…”
so long to go.

I watch
others, eyes
glazed
over “me,
me, me…”
What
are they
thinking?

Are they
listening?

Maybe
they have heard
enough.

Maybe.

It’s your
turn to
listen

Vitamin D

This dragging winter of dread and despair
Lingers later and longer, bitter bite in the air
Where is spring’s welcoming warm embrace?
Filling warm golden rays ‘cross this gray, dreary space

Vitamin D loss is taking its toll
Bones brittle, sight sad, heart hurt, mood droll
Supplements, shots, salmon, sprays can’t compare,
To the comforting rays of sun-swayed spring air

I dream for days basking in soothing sun
Yet, I’m stuck inside, mood coming undone
This lack of light has squashed my soul low,
Vitamin D, how I miss your golden glow

Days long, skies gray, wind wet, nights cold
My mind’s feeling murky, my spirit so old
Let’s schedule weeks worth of warmer days to come,
When gray clouds will part, revealing the sun.