poetry for the life simple

  • white bread society

    white bread society

    there’s all sorts of people living all around us different but the same in so many ways and we can’t understand everything they go through unless we talk which has to go both ways and we have to listen to the joys and struggles of who they are and what they need and how afraid they are right now of losing what they inherently have as the life they’ve chosen and how they live in and amongst people that don’t understand that differences have always been here though stifled by prejudice and hate fueled by tradition or religion or ignorance or all this wrapped up in a flag we were once proud of but now makes us wince when we see it knowing that it doesn’t mean what many people think it means anymore because it’s not about freedom to live how we see fit for ourselves but to follow some outdated code of patriotism that cuts the crust off the white bread of our society and discards any piece of us that doesn’t conform which is why many of us will escape to more diverse lands and leave half of us to fight for those that don’t have a voice or a way to protect themselves and their way of being in a country that has sadly devolved with sharp but ignorant minds leading masses of misinformed and misguided souls headed in the direction of smallness and deconstruction of We the People tasked to come together and build a country based on the premise that They the People must conform to a norm that is no longer relevant to most of the country and will eventually hurt the We as much as the They while the leaders expand their wealth and control over the decreasing voice of We/They the People

    deep breath

  • america the broken

    america the broken

    Split in two
    With the departure of truth
    How can truth die
    How can truth lie
    By the drip, drip, drip
    Of continuous slip
    From the faucet of hate
    And the lack of debate
    How can we fail
    Why do we flail
    With the lack of concern
    Of what we all learn
    From our partisan news
    Heart’s stone it hews
    What is the cure
    To return to what is pure
    When truth takes its place
    With the return of grace
    Crack the stone inside
    Let simple truth abide
    Can we get back
    To the future we lack
    Only time will tell
    If freedom’s bell
    Will ring again
    We the people can win
    Society soothe
    With a return to truth

  • a mythical idea

    a mythical idea

    When belief overtakes knowledge
    And dogma overshadows facts
    Love succumbs to hate
    The other becomes the enemy
    Visible and invisible walls are built
    Every structure a testament
    To how creeds separate
    Gathering around belief
    In what can never be known
    The mythical idea
    Conjured to fill the gaps
    Between everything that is
    And what will still be discovered
    Only by returning to knowledge
    And embracing the unknown
    Like an old friend you haven’t met
    Can we erase the boundaries of love
    And expand into the wonder

  • soul care

    soul care

    Wounded

    And there is no healing on the horizon
    Normalcy is a state that can’t be found
    Searching, seeking

    Lost

    And adrift with no peace within reach
    Comfort is an emotion that is elusive
    Wandering, wondering

    Afraid

    And alone with no anchor to hold fast
    Strength comes in fleeting moments
    Running, racing

    Know

    And accept wounds as painfully present
    A new normal to be faithfully charted
    Stopping, starting

    Believe

    And open fully to an unexplored space
    Wrap warmly in a blanket of family
    Embracing, entering

    Hope

    And trust that somewhere in the darkness
    A lightness will come to a weary soul
    Lifting, loving

  • acts of kindness

    acts of kindness

    Not random
    But purposeful
    This isn’t an accident
    It’s a mindset

    Not for gain
    But being better
    This isn’t self help
    It’s a way of life

    Not a goal
    But a path
    This isn’t for show
    It’s who you are

    In opening a door
    And waiting in peace
    At giving grace
    And showing patience
    Of self control
    And self sacrifice
    For humble winning
    And affable losing
    To live with intent
    And die with enough

    Acts of Kindness
    Gives meaning
    Make us whole
    Being kind is life