Hope, hate, and disruption

When we lost hope, we also abandoned principles of decency and justice. The banners of hate, complicity and racism are cynically being held up to wave over the new US of A. We are so used to strong-arming and speech that incites to anger that we have become compliant. The abundance of disinformation from the top…

So close…Can’t wait…Here it goes…

via Daily Prompt: Finally You waited 364 days for this one. Or is it 363 this year? Whichever it is, finally the anticipated New Year is upon us. Well, in truth, in some locales around the globe it has already peaked, but here in NYC we await the balldrop some 13 plus hours from now,…

Fall

As the weather turns from sultry to sublime,/ The leaves blush with the pleasure of the/ new season and in anticipation of a/ frosty sleep to come. In the Fall,/ time is their friend and ours.  

Reflections

  Upside down and waterlogged So that they are hard to read, Almost as indecipherable as the Mind of the pigeon that landed On the path in front of us

Do you remember this?

I have expunged so much and so many from my recollection When they come creeping in, it’s on ghost feet Sometimes I welcome the newly remembered Sometimes I dread the associations they bring me Some memories amuse, others confuse, some Simply disabuse me of my moral superiority, I Have not served truth or justice, not…

The album

We will never be this young again We always knew that, but didn’t Believe it, until one day, looking At pictures of how we were, when   We were that young, smiling photos, The happiness blended with youth, We had to confess that time had Passed, happily and with the stealth   Of time slipping…

Revival

Some six months ago, I shut down one of my many blogs, Observations: Lest I Forget  and transferred much of its content to this one. I fully intended to put new content here and leave the …Lest I Forget site to history. Truth is, I have a lot about which I wish to opine, and…

Mirror image

Mirrors, like memory, both reflect and distort The image fuzzy or clear, made larger or smaller As we do in remembering slights and complements In complimenting our past, we look as thtough a Glass at what was or might have been equally both Reflected and distorted, sometimes larger, sometimes Smaller, behind us and ahead, never…

The–Mope

via Daily Prompt: Mope So someone named Krista, The Daily Post has provided this daily prompt on which we are asked to contemplate and elaborate. Mope, rhyming with dope, but meaning something much sadder, really, is a state of mind. It is something that drags on us. “Don’t be a mope” is a hopeless order, and…

Retiring

Even now, years after he left The workplace, it haunts He’s late or under reprimand The commute, the desk, the comrades, Many gone, are missed and Miss him, as he labors Through his nightshift of memories