Limerick #4 031318
They poisoned the Skirpals in Salisbury
Those Russian countermeasures are so very
Ruthless and bold
In a war growing cold
It seems Tillerson was not Trump’s right emissary.
#Limerick
POETwitteRY
POETwitteRY 424
The naming ends
Labels, do offend
They can portend
The fear in men;
Of the loss of power
So, instead they scour
For reasons by the hour
To make some cower,
Begin to fear
Others far, or near
Know it’s never been clearer
The need to keep our nation’s
Values nearer
This is the last day for this naming convention I’ve concocted. I used it to keep me motivated to write daily at least one poem. I just apparently realized that writing for 424 consecutive days must mean I’ve anchored the practice into my daily routine. I’ve decided naming poems mor aptly, or not is where I’ll go from here. Thanks for your continued reading of my writing. Peace and love and light to all.
Nothing There
There is nothing to write about
Because there is nothing there
No one to talk to there
Because what they preach
Won’t take us anywhere
Nothing to think about
As their thoughts provoke no
Thinking
How did we get to this place
Feelings are only sinking
POETwitteRY 422
A little bit anxious
and wanting to hide.
What have we come to,
where is our pride?
Where is the truth,
who’s in our side?
There is no real discourse,
it’s us versus them.
Will unfortunate history
repeat here, again?
I will hope, pray, fight
For what is right.
I hope my anxiety and concern are merely foolishness and that what is just and within our laws will prevail. I’d rather not have these concerns but it looks like I’ll need to have my fears and concerns disproven.
POETwitteRY 421
Starting anew
Today
Tomorrow
No sorrow
If necessary
To renew
the self
By remembering,
Borrowing
The memories
Of the good
And using them
To crowd out
That which we
Do not want
To
Start anew
POETwitteRY 420
For what?
I’m not
full of rot.
I’ve got
a lot
of what
is not
shot.
No knot
in my gut.
I’m not
fraught
with something I caught
or ought
to have bought.
Let’s garrotte
this onslaught
of ugliness wrought
by those without
Forethought,
instead start
a Love
juggernaut
POETwittteRY 419
I have gratitude
For that
Which I
Did
Not show gratitude for
– And yet
Some semblance
Of
Sadness
For not showing it
– A dichotomy
– But grateful
For knowing it
POETwitteRY 418
New incredulity
Nearly every day
No longer surprising
In any way
When will things
Return to the norm?
And how will the idea
Ever be re-formed?
Are these lies,
fabrications, or worse;
Statements created
Democracy’s curse?
POETwitteRY 417
Needing support
From within and without
Giving support
What it’s about
Receiving support
There’s not much better
Whether kind words,
A hug, or a letter
Helping your fellow
Sentient beings
Not shying away,
Withdrawing, fleeing
Supporting the other
Is truly seeing
This is inspired by a friend’s post last night.
POETwitteRY 416
But I don’t want it
I know what you mean
Make good decisions
There’s no in between
Letting things go
Focuses you in
Sight of all that
Leads you to win
There’ll be mistakes
Challenges too
Keep driving on forward
The best thing to do
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