‪Dreams of Future‬

Thankful my dreams are not of this

They are deeper, kinder

Dreams that bring me to comfort

And love

Not to anguish and fear

They are of those dear to me

And clear to me

For a beautiful future

Of which we will see

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Treason?

Treason

There’s a reason

Those who can’t see on

The face of it

All the obvious bullshit

Yet he wants to split

With allies now foes

Who knows where this goes

We are in the throes now

Of a president who kowtows

To his puppet master

Whom our agencies identified faster

As meddling in our sovereignty

But the purported man of pee pee

Has no actual dignity

Or ability to lead

We all should take heed

Lest our nation’s bleeding be

The last drops of democracy

I’ll #BLANKET

All of humanity

With love

For sanity

Removing inanity

And calamity

Let’s cozy up

Together

#POETHEME 247

#Micropoetry

Missing You

Miss you already

Before I’ve had the chance

Miss you deeply

Even in advance

Miss you forever

Forever and a day

Miss your near presence

In each and every way

Miss being near you

You’re not near enough

Miss your familiar touch

I know we’ll all hang tough

Miss you ‘til we’re together again

I know that will come soon

Miss your kind compassion

Our feelings for each other

Always over the moon

Who Are We

Who we are

Is

We are who

We were raised to be

Mostly

With added learning you see

To become you, to become me

Life lessons

Start with Mom and dad

Then broaden from

Relationships we add

Learning what to keep

What to add

And

What to throw on the heap

Satisfaction with self

Not smugness, but just

Satisfaction

As in a return to routine or habit

As in, it’s good to be back

As in,

Why’d I ever stop?

I have rediscovered

I have again uncovered

The need to be

Not Only Naive

I’ve begun to delete

Thoughts replete

About our current situation

I cannot stand

For I want no hand

In ruining our great nation

It is with regret

I’ll no longer let

Them ruin my elation

I must try to be

The truest me

And use my imagination

For how to repair

Love, nation, air

And our once fine reputation

I’ll now take my leave

A quite fine reprieve

But with no indignation

I look toward the skies

Hoping we will all rise

Restoring us to our foundation

A melting pot

For those who have, and not

Let love be the culmination