Starting

I rub the sleep from my eyes

finding focus

I see now,

clearly,

what I’ve been looking for,

dreaming about,

It

is

you

I

am

better for you

Together

we make

a love,

a life,

a family

Two become

one,

who become

infinite possibilities

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For What Reason

I watched Patton Oswalt say,

‘They say, “Things happen for a reason.”

Michelle Eileen McNamara would say,

“No they don’t. There’s only chaos and kindness.”‘

This struck me. Is he right? Was she right?

Well here’s what I think. Maybe there is only chaos and kindness and certainly chaos is what occurred in Parkland, Florida at the Marjory Stoneman Douglas High School. Chaos is what has occurred for a long time when it comes to semi-automatic weapons and the unfettered access we have to them. Kindness is what happens in the rebound of these repeated tragedies but that only provides temporary comfort for those with forever holes in their hearts.

I cried this morning on the way to work when I heard each name spoken with some treasured thing about each of the deceased. But they aren’t the only victims. The chaos make victims of every survivor at the school, every family and friend connected to those deceased and survived, the entire community, teachers and children every where, our nation.

The names of the deceased need to be spoken aloud to learn the depths of despair and depravity.

Alyssa Alhadeff, 14

Scott Beigel, 35

Martin Duque Anguiano, 13

Nicholas Dworet, 17

Aaron Feis, 37

Jaime Guttenberg, 14

Chris Hixon, 49

Luke Hoyer, 15

Cara Loughran, 14

Gina Montalto, 14

Joaquin Oliver, 17

Alaina Petty, 14

Meadow Pollack, 18

Helena Ramsay, 17

Alex Schlachter, 14

Carmen Schentrup, 16

Peter Wang, 15

They were musicians, athletes, Merit Scholar semifinalists, coaches, mentors, sisters, brothers, fathers. All innocent and all part of this ongoing tragedy that only we, in the greatest nation in the history of the Earth, can do nothing about.

Say their names, go back and say the names of the other victims, giving back to Columbine and beyond. They deserve to be spoken and heard. Do something positive to get beyond the chaos and dive into the kindness. Reach out, share love. You are a human being doing.

‪Saving Grace‬

Your saving grace

The one who helped you save face

Who gave sage counsel

Who gives it to you straight

Who reigns you in

When trouble you’re getting in

How to return the favor,

Making your offering

Something to savor

Be a someone

Keep the other

From coming undone

‪Now‬

Today is all there is

More precisely now

While we can

And should

Plan, look forward to

Then

We must live

For now

Be here now

Do now

What needs to be done

NOW

I know now

That what needs to

Be done now

Is share

Love

Now

‪My word‬

My word is my bond

What we can go on

Not just some triviality

Handshake for contract

Not to later retract

This is a true morality

I hope as we proceed

More will adopt this indeed

& not further culture’s amorality

Let’s all take a stand

Find an integrity man

And protect the US of A

Sense

This is a response to the weekly Micropoetry response. The word is hashtag SENSE. I enjoy being prompted to think off the cuff, which is how most of my poetry comes into being. This is slightly different in that there is a specific prompt to create from. Hope and Peace.

What’s the #SENSE of:

Doing?

Trying?

Loving?

Hoping?

Praying?

Guiding?

Leading?

Resisting?

Comforting?

Humanity requires each

Of us

Doesn’t that

Make

#SENSE?

Who We Are

Racialized in our society

Or being socialized in sobriety,

Or drunken ugliness

That leads to this mess

I must confess

To help redress

My part in the

Lifetime of our nation

Conundrum

I wish we were all hypnotized

And it was all humdrum

To see that

It’s better we change racialized

In my, your, their eyes

That we instead become humanized

And come to realize

That we can apprise

All

That

There is but one race

The

Human

One

Lets slow down

Look around

See the

Beings that are

Humans making

Up

Humanity

Words

Words delight

Word slice through

Left and Right

Words on the page

Can convey rage

Words show love

And tenderness

Words give hope,

Explain distress

Words are thoughts,

Visual representations

Words unspoken

Are still creations

Words thought, but as yet unshared

Are words in our psyche, still ensnared

Words help heal

The troubled, infirm

Words spoken without thought

Can make us squirm

Think about the words you use

Those words once out

Might disabuse

You and me and many more

Of things that most abhor

Communicate

With words written on a page

And those spoken without rage

Reasoned discourse, real dialogue

Truly listen to each other

Don’t be a cog

On the wheel of some false visionary

Let’s use words – complimentary

Words of Light

Will follow

Won’t follow

Every word said sounds hollow

Platitudes are weak

Why even speak

It’s the same as turning the other cheek

How about words of kindness

Problem-solving too

With so many in pain

It’s what we need to do

Lets live the life intended

Not one prematurely endedIf we as followers don’t

Then they as leaders won’t

Lead us to demise

Rather than the light

In others’ eyes

Citizenry

To be me

To be free

To be part of this

Country

To see

Truly see

What we’re supposed to be

Not part of Illegitimacy