After being
several weeks
secluded
silent
unseen
and
Now fretting
over
if
anyone
noticed
my absence
After being
several weeks
secluded
silent
unseen
and
Now fretting
over
if
anyone
noticed
my absence
Shortly after college,disillusioned,down,distraughtover the cold-hearteddisregardupper managementshowed for myeconomic and emotionalwell-being,I attemptedto take controlof my life.I starteda weblog.I researched,wrote,and publisheda websiteabout swimming.I publishedweeklyon Geocities,workinghour after hour,intentto builda communityof passionateswimmers.I failedspectacularly.A decadelater,I tried again—this time,we blogas an Examiner.Unfortunately,I was cluelessand couldn’tdrive trafficto my work.I failed.Again.ButIpersisted.Againandagain,I wroteabout communityand kindness,but the clicksnever clicked.And hereI ama few yearsin,as the otherKLM,penning…
Empty bowlgrumbling hunger–why is there no food? Scorched seedsdrifting directionless–hoping for life in barren soil. Cracked well,leaking water–mocking parched souls their unquenchable thirst. Lonely footprintsshifting in sand–lost without a willing guide. Threadbare cloak,dangling forlorn on a rusted hook–barely sheltering those left in the cold. Withering vines,trembling leaves–yearning for a smog-cloaked sun. Rusted gateguarding mocked cries–echoing…
And Be GraciousFeed the beggars we fear.Clothe the broken we blame.Sit with the strangers we scorn.And be gracious.Love the agents who strike us.Pray for the swindlers who use us.Bless the wretch who laughs at our tears.And be gracious.Give while our hearts resent it.Give when our fists still tremble.Give until greed runs out of names.And be…
When the chatter declines to rants rife with caution signs, outrageous rumble, mumble and grumble.
Our pasts aren’t perfectLanguages evolveScience identifies patternsLeading to conclusionsNumbers comminglingCan lead toInfinite possibilitiesOpinions aren’t factsNor are they all Equally validBias can stunt growthEquity is notSocialism nor communismWe can’t learnIf we won’t listenClosed mindsDon’t have enoughRoom to grow Write a List, Start a Habit List poems are one of the easiest ways to start writing. They…
Your hometown trails, cafés, caves, and corners are more than background; they’re material. Write about the places only you know. Start local. Stay real. Let memory wander.