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Month: January 2021

Be as You are

Be as You are

“there’s a blue rockin’ chair
sittin’ in the sand

weathered by the storms

and well-oiled hands
it sways back and forth

with the help of the winds
it seems to always be there

like an old, trusted friend

i’ve read a lot of books
wrote a few songs
looked at my life

where it’s goin,’ where it’s gone
i’ve seen the world

through a bus windshield

but nothing compares
to the way that i see it
to the way that i see it
to the way that i see it

when i sit

in that old blue chair

from that chair

i’ve caught

a few fish and some rays
and i’ve watched boats sail

in and out of Cinnamon Bay
i let go of a lover

that took a piece of my heart
i prayed many times for forgiveness

and a brand new start

i’ve read a lot of books
wrote a few songs
looked at my life

where it’s goin,’ where it’s gone
i’ve seen the world

through a bus windshield

but nothing compares
to the way that i see it

to the way that i see it
to the way that i see it

when i sit

in that old blue chair

that chair was my bed one New Year’s Night
when i passed out from too much Cruzan and diet
and woke up to a 100 mosquito bites
i swear

got ’em all sittin’ right there
in that old blue chair

there’s a blue rockin’ chair
sittin’ in the sand

weathered by the storms

and well-oiled hands”

(song written and sung by Kenny Chesney)

Observation

Observation

there’s a plastic

bag

stuck in a leafless

tree

the wind moves

through it

but not enough

to free it

it just hangs there

suspended-like

with the sky above it

and the ground below it

illuminated by the light

it waves

at birds and bees

and planes it cannot see

unless it’s raining

then it doesn’t move

at all

like a balloon

caught on a chandelier

it’s still

there

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Surreal

Surreal

was online

this morning

watching an old interview

Shirley MacLaine gave

to Larry King

they held their own

across the table

with mutual regard

and the next thing

I know

there he is

in the news this morning

making headlines

at 87

TL

Behind the Glass

Behind the Glass

a little

brown bird

flew down

and landed

at my window

but never saw me

sitting there

staring back

through tinted glass

I thought him beautiful

no ruffled feathers

he looked brand new

so alert and curious and unafraid

and if he was cold

it never showed

10 seconds went by

before he took off

searching for the little brown bird

he saw in a window

and heard sing

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In the Wind

In the Wind

the earth trembles

in centuries

as each flicker of light

goes dark

in that last blink

of breath

the leaves fall from trees

swept away

and new ones appear

as is the way of flowers

in springtime

that open and close

we are left

wondering on the wind

for mortal beings

know not

the mysteries

of the sea

where one begins

and the other ends

the sun

rests on waters

large and small

giving its treasure

away

for those who search

for things

well beyond the rim

of a silent sea

a brush of wings

touched down

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No Justification

No Justification

on the 6th day

of the New Year

the United States of America

saw a disgraceful surge of ignorance

that left the U.S. Capitol

compromised

and a U.S. police officer

dead

trying to protect it

he was 42

on the force 12 years

he should be at work

today

making his rounds

not lying lifeless

for his family

to bury

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Living Simply

Living Simply

Rosie

has no idea

it’s a New Year

each day she wakes

wagging her tail

happy just to be

runs on over to the carpet

to wipe her face awake

and stretch and roll on over

for a belly rub

then she trots to the door

like a little piglet

to do her business

and bark at birds and squirrels

and anything that moves

sometimes, she sits in the sun

for a while

and sniffs the air

and stares up at the top of trees

then she spies the cat

and they race to the door

to be first

before they settle down

in front of their bowl

crunching and slurping

their fill

then it’s hide-and-seek

and walking the cat to the door

she bounces around

here and there

and goes and finds her stuffed toy

and proceeds to pull all the stuffing out

happy with her work

she looks around for love and approval

before slipping away

to go and take her a nap

dreaming of steak and chicken and fish

and then she wakes up

and stretches

and wiggles her tail

sashaying to the door

and if she’s lucky

she’ll see a squirrel

TL