Life’s interruptions

Life’s like this, from time to time, 

Like walking through a forest, dark and deep 

And then a patch of light appears, 

And maybe even something beautiful,

That doesn’t fit but somehow still belongs 

And cheers beyond all measure…

The sunset threat

Like the rhodies, 

We live with constant threat 

Of sunset; with the knowledge 

 That all things are subject 

 To change and loss; 

That petals and leaves 

 Turn brown and fall, 

That skies turn gray and blue again 

And so we celebrate 

 What joy we find in Now, aware 

This pleasure must also pass 

While others will emerge anew.

A sea of daisies

T'would be good if I could 

Be a boat afloat 

And sail on a sea of daisies...

The bad boy paradox

I think this picture helps to explain 

The whole bad boy phenomenon: 

It’s not that we can’t see 

That he’s threatening or destroying 

 Something important to us,

 It’s just that he’s so charming 

 We kinda forgive him…

Wisdom in the grass

It’s daisy season, 

And the fields are all awash with white: 

Chalk dusted on a field of green; 

Erasures on those green blackboards 

Of our youth, making me wonder 

What equations and quotations, 

What wisdom has been wiped from the soil

That we might still need to learn.

Equal distribution

This — I am embarrassed to confess — 

Will never be me. 

I have neither the courage nor the balance 

To attempt to stand on a paddleboard, 

Even, I suspect, if it were on level ground. 

What bravery and balance I do have, 

Expresses itself in other ways and other places, 

And I believe that, like intelligence, 

We all are given equal amounts, 

They’re just expressed in different ways…

Past times

There are times when the opportunity 

To capture a scene from another time 

Is irresistible…