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October 1, 2020

Where Are the Brave Souls?

Where have all the brave souls gone? The ones who could inspire;

Who could lift our spirits then proceed to take us even higher.

Could it be we've lost the simple trust that they endow?

Can their like be found again? Where are the brave souls now?

 

When Cochise broke his arrow and declared an end to war,

Many stood against him. They shouted, cried and swore.

But standing firm against the odds he found a lasting peace.

A braver soul cannot be found than this great chief, Cochise.

 

Another stood in time of war; a nation torn apart.

With brother fighting brother he became the nation's heart.

When Mister Lincoln lost his life, the country lost its soul,

And wandered aimlessly for years to redefine it's goal.

 

Others such as Lindbergh and Earheart gave us hope.

Vicariously we can live through them. They help us cope.

To think that one can bravely leap into the great unknown,

Inspires us all to greatness and thrills us to the bone.

 

But when I look around today I wonder where they've gone.

Who will give us hope? Inspire the will to carry on?

There must be someone somewhere who will rise and show us how.

We sit and wait and wonder.

Where are the brave souls now?

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Published on October 01, 2020 03:41

September 30, 2020

Wheels

What is this magical creation

We celebrate with zeal?

This modern man-made miracle

Referred to as the wheel.

So unique in it's concept...

So basic in design...

So quick to make life simpler

And ease the daily grind.

It brought man out of cave and stone

Into the modern age.

In history's great chronicle

It has the opening page.

It's made us mobile, spreading man

Across the great expanse.

It taught us to be unafraid;

To dare to take a chance.

Whether made of plastic, wood, or

Rubber, stone or steel,

Our lives would not be what they are

Today without the wheel.

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Published on September 30, 2020 02:08

September 29, 2020

Clouds

I love to watch the clouds roll by.

They paint a picture in my mind.

The ever changing images unfold,

Untangle and unwind

Into a vast collage of treasures

Meant for just my eyes.

Reflections of familiar feelings

Scattered 'cross the skies.

 

Taking in their tattered edges...

Tucking in their ends...

Forming shapes for fleeting moments...

Driven by the winds.

Roving, rolling, climbing, falling

Singly or in crowds,

Images abound aplenty

Riding on the clouds.

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Published on September 29, 2020 02:41

September 28, 2020

Silliness

Acting silly,

Willie nillie,

Donning lace

Or something frilly.

Being silly

Can be fun...

Skipping, hopping

One by one.

Don't take life

Too seriously.

It pays to

View it curiously.

Take the time

To smell the lily.

Take some time for

Acting silly.

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Published on September 28, 2020 02:11

September 27, 2020

Worlds

There are a million billion zillion worlds

Much smaller than the one we know.

To them we humans must be gods on high

Or devils from below.

Each step we make, each breath we take

Invades a world we cannot see;

The mini microbe building blocks

Of what we humans come to be.

 

Is it such folly to believe

That our world is so very small,

That man is merely microcosmic dust

When we consider all

The many possibilities

Of what our place should be.

The universe expands beyond

A point we humans cannot see.

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Published on September 27, 2020 02:17

September 26, 2020

Ode to Coffee

Marvelous liquid

From marvelous bean...

Heavenly flavor and taste...

Luscious aroma...

A pallet's delight...

A sin to consume it in haste.

 

Amenable to

An enhancement in kind;

A sweetener or

Maybe some cream.

Sipping the nectar

Of nature's creation;

Inhaling the scent

Of the slow rising steam.

 

Starting the day

With an eye-opening burst,

Or topping an evening's repast,

There's nothing like coffee

To satisfy

From the first drop to the last.

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Published on September 26, 2020 01:51

September 25, 2020

The News

Sometimes I believe that

The whole world's gone mad.

Sometimes I think it's just me.

I look at what's happening

All over the globe

And I just can't believe what I see.

 

It's not just those things

That occur far away in a land

I can't even pronounce.

More frightful by far

Is the neighborhood news;

The scandal the newsmen announce.

 

A child caught in cross fire;

An innocent victim;

Life ended before it begins.

Old folks cheated

And robbed of their savings

By people they thought were their friends.

 

The list is the same

From Maineto Montana,

From Moscowto Kalamazoo.

No wonder at all why we get so depressed

From simply watching the news.

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Published on September 25, 2020 02:59

September 24, 2020

Music

Music feeds the human soul

In oh! So many ways.

There's nothing quite as soothing

As sweet music as it plays

It's gentle melody. It's happy rhythm

Seems to say

That everything will brighten up.

Your skies will lose their gray.

 

We all have our own idea

Of what music should be.

What may be soothing to your ears

Is merely noise to me.

What stirs the spirit deep inside

Is something hard to see.

But music doesn't care who hears

As long as it's set free.

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Published on September 24, 2020 03:27

September 23, 2020

The Horse

The smooth sleek contours. The sinewy lines.

Cantering, trotting, running full force.

Is there a more glorious sight to behold

Than god's perfect creature... The horse.

 

His lineage is long, his heritage proud...

His empire the envy of sultan and king.

His prowess immortal in fable and song,

Who's figure we stride as we grab for the ring.

 

He was there when the wagons pulled out east to west.

He was there when Geronimo fought for his land.

He was there when the settlers broke the new earth

From the high plains and mountains to the Rio Grande.

 

Wherever there are monuments to mankind's victory

We never seem to stray too far off course.

The building blocks of history recording man's ascent

Have ridden on the shoulders of the horse.

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Published on September 23, 2020 03:37

September 22, 2020

Television

I love t.v.

I hate t.v.

I can't make up my mind.

It can inform

And entertain,

Or just help you to unwind.

It can divert,

It can transport

To wherever you want to be.

So, any time

You don't want to think,

Just switch on the t.v.

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Published on September 22, 2020 02:13