Tag: nature
Important Insignificance
The fox enveigled the cheese from the raven,
The child wheedles the cookies from parent,
The dog raises his puppy eyes and melts your heart.
The birds twitter and flutter coaxing attention,
The flower shyly moves its petals to receive
It’s caresses from the sun’s rays: nutrition!
The man wads his wallet to empress,
While the woman wears her war paint as not to depress;
The elderly lament their youth, and try to cajole
Their kin into longer and more frequent visits.
While the individual struggles to beguile themselves
Into believing they’re valued more than they are!
Ironically, they lack the vision to see their importance,
That drives jealousy in others in constant
Turmoil with themselves, for those lack your presence!
Luck?
Today, the world is a global village, where
Knowledge and friends are at your fingertips, there
Or across the ocean, continent, country, even street
You never know where your next lucky charm will pop up at.
Buck, f–k, junk, luck, tuck, truck, stuck, struck,
All revert to luck as they all stick together in a funk.
I love all these good luck charms that drive in an infinite
Figure eight to send some more luck your way, even if late.
From billions and millions of people around the world
To the individual’s solitary existence, to eco systems
To the tiniest ant, even tinier, that make the systems
Work simultaneously, and depend on each other hard.
It’s a lesson to learn, that ‘no man’s an island ‘,
And neither can nature nor man live separately
Nor can either live without the strength of belief, strongly
Ensuring ALL’s survival for their dependence is the law not the exception.
Ring Around the Posy
A lone posy sits up in a bone filled garden,
Its petals bright and soft defy the cold. Unbidden,
Its leaves and burgeoning tips reach into the sky,
Savoring the sun’s rays, helping its growth.
Posy buds gather around their leaves,
Waiting for the rain to feed their roots
In order to turn into a bouquet of nosegrays,
That symbolizes love, honor, prosperities
In China, but shame in Victorian England.
Still the queen has made posy bouquets a trend,
Now weddings advertise them to blend,
Fuse the various items together, while they stand
Out looking somewhere between a rose and tulip,
Regal in its stance in the bouquet or lawn.
In the park or garden, bones stick out, they fawn
Over the brittle, broken, dirty white pieces.
The opposition of life and deaths
Where the stark white of animal and human
Bones litter the ground, unseen;
Versus the beauty, color, and softness
Of the vibrantly colored petals raised in
Supplication and gratitude for such beauties.
Stunning those observing into believing
That God created such wondrous beings!
Cardinal’s Passion
What’s spring if not a rebirth of life, beauty, and passion?
The last as red as a cardinals’ feathers, fly
Into your heart, home, and nook with preservation
Of your unique humanity looking kingly
As you let your heart soar in the revelation
That life, flowers, trees, and shrubs all beautiful,
All colorful just like a spring sun that shines fitfully.


