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Month: December 2020

Gladiator

Gladiator

last night

a couple days

after Christmas

she watched

a movie

that gave her

more insight

on the man

she loves most

in the world

it was a moment

in time

sitting there with her dad

that she’ll carry with her

for the whole

of her life

and she might not

grasp it now

the depth of it

but will one day

for movies

are magic portals

that can take you back

to that moment when

you were just old enough

to watch your father’s favorite

movie

that first appeared in 2000

six years before you were born

a 20-year-old story

that remains

golden

“Strength and Honor …”

TL

And she’s 14

And she’s 14

fer months now

been going around

mumbling and mumbling and mumbling

I need

a new driver

and if I’m on the green

I don’t mumble

I NEED

A NEW DRIVER!!!!!

it doesn’t work right anymore

something’s wrong with it

it’s off balance

I NEED

A NEW DRIVER!!!!!

started looking online and was right on the verge

of buying a-super-duper-shiny-and-new-gonna-whack-the-L-out-of-it-jest-you-wait-and-see

when she walks on over

takes it outta my bag

and hits it 200 yards

straight down the fairway

and looks over at me

“Mama, did you see that …

I love this driver!

Can I have it.

Thanks.

You’re the best.”

TL

On the Eve

On the Eve

maybe it’s

Christmas

but can’t sleep

past four days

just me and the moon

or maybe it’s the ginseng

of late

that could be it

nothing else new

or maybe it’s the pepper flakes

think I added too much to the egg rolls

forget how many I ate

so that could be it

nah, think it’s the ginseng

supposed to give ‘ya energy

actually didn’t think it was doing much at all

but here I am

WIDE AWAKE

or maybe it’s Christmas

and the thought of Santa

sitting there behind plexi

waving his hand …

yeah, that could be it

TL

The Road

The Road

there’s

a flat line

that runs down

the center

stitched in time

we see it

direct

in the light

that cuts the eye

when you first wake

in the world

before there are words

only a season

a wave on water

rippling out

we float away

helpless

and return unafraid

the boat of our body

circles the sea

testing the high wind

we take off

on a great exploration

to find our way

back to ourselves

our true selves

a lifetime of living

in a glimmering

there is a clearness

in the wake of loss

that no other season can say

what is unsaid

more than death

there is a dying

of what was

a baby does not stay a baby

a toddler does not stay a toddler

a kid does not stay a kid

a teenager does not stay a teenager

a young adult does not stay a young adult

a middle-age person does not stay a middle-age person

an older person does not stay an older person

a centenarian does not stay a centenarian

the form changes

constantly

to create an opening

a clearing

that allows the rain in

the beautiful rain

that forms in a cloud

and drops from the sky

to the soil below

where each seed struggles

on its way

to see the sun

TL

Songwriter Ian Flanigan

Songwriter Ian Flanigan

i hear

the whistling

of the wind

traveling from the desert

toward the smokies

under Saugerties stars

the glitter of city lights

under a Montana moon

across the prairie

in and out of caves

rushing down the river

catching drops

soft in the summer

a mist over water

a deer drinking

before its dead

fireflies in the night

sparks that flew up

from the fire

and went out

like a butterfly

the dropping of petals

in the sway of trees

a bitter frost

all the ladybugs

trapped in cement cells

the cry of a coyote

the crawl of night

Sleeping Beauty waking up

the fair’s in town

on a Ferris Wheel

going round

the wheat becoming bread

the crunch of snow

cobwebs revealing diamonds

that drop in the blade

disappear in bulbs

appear

in a yellow light

and go back to sleep

making its way

to the sea

washed up on shore

that’s what your voice

sounds like

to me

wind on a breeze

TL

What a Year …

What a Year …

what is the effect

on the world

the long-lasting effect

especially for the young

who are old enough

to understand

but not fully comprehend

what they’ve lived through

it’s hard enough

for an adult to take it in

how desensitized are they

now

before the pandemic hit

they were already aware

you can be here

one second

and gone the next

that’s how common

a school shooting is

they’re not just drilled on fires and bad weather

anymore

but how to be quiet and hide from an active shooter

and now an invisible virus

has invaded every hallway of every school

in every town

in every city

in every state

in every country

and people wanna fight

over a mask

when I wear one

(and I hate wearing ‘em)

I can’t help but think

about the families

out there

who held no funeral

for a death

and if that death was arguably preventable

it makes it unbelievably worse

nursing home victims

had nowhere to go

and people with pre-existing conditions

already had it hard

and not just health-wise

but otherwise

battered women could not leave the house

children living in constant chaos

had nowhere to turn

but inward

the alcoholics and the drug-addicted

kept on drinking, smoking and shooting up

at home

when schools close

what happens to the kids

who live in pre-existing conditions

made worse by uncontrollable circumstances

what is the long-term effect

keeping schools open isn’t just about test scores

for a child

it could mean a meal

a hug

a kind word

a place to go

and feel calm

and connected

like there’s a tomorrow

to be had

that isn’t terrible

‘cause so-and-so believed in you

that you’re more

than your circumstances

that in life

you must continually

check-in

“and adapt, adjust and overcome”

TL