When/if sadness and/grief
Rob/deaden your discipline and/or dedication
You might/must decide to quit, and/or retreat.
How/why do you go on and/or continue daily
If you’ve lost/set aside energy and/or hope
For the future/tomorrow?
How long will/may grief dominate and/or destroy
Who/what can relieve and/or overcome the pain?
Is/Isn’t this for God/Allah/the Oversoul/a Higher Power
One Week Later
Covid 19/coronavirus took/killed my older brother.
That evil/vicious virus
Struck/smote him in December
His painful/unexpected death
Was another preventable/unnecessary
Event/incident in overlong/endless 2020.
One Month Later
I speak in complete sentences now Without hesitating on words to choose…
Recently two friends and I stumbled upon the subject of religion as we were sharing things that happened to us when we were little girls.
None of the three of us attends any type of church now. None of us has much respect for organized religion.
As we shared experiences, we discovered that each of us had had some type of scary attention from a minster or an adult member of the churches we attended with our families.
We were lucky little girls. None of us was raped by an adult in our churches. …
My urge to write haikus has peaked, plateaued, and passed away. I need a change of mood. In my part of the U.S., we have developed nearly constant wind. This is a new pattern. It’s windy enough on many days to knock over empty trash cans, but that used to occur periodically anyway..
The problem now is its constancy and the fact that blowing over trash cans is the lowest level of movement. Some days, tree branches tumble to the ground. Then there are days when large trees topple over, victims of nearly gale-force winds.
My points in telling you…
Sometimes a haiku
Can express profound wisdom
Within its short form.
Some days even haikus
Refuse to form from our thoughts
Maybe sleeping in?
As the headline above says, I want the warm days of May to inspire a bumper crop of haikus, other poems, and maybe even some stories from me.
So here I am publishing on Medium three days after my last submission, instead of the following day. I had planned to submit at least five days in a row this week. …
Some days are haikus
There’s not much to say for them
Some haikus say more
On brain-foggy days
Some turn thoughts into haikus
Hoping for deep truths
So far the month of May has me sprouting like an out-of-control plant, traipsing off in too many directions.
Since I don’t want to plant my thoughts too long in any spot (ahem) and possibly stunt any growth they show so far, I plan to try Medium’s Short Form type of articles. These articles must be 150 words or shorter. …
Internal terrorism rising from narrow nationalism
Reminds me of the chills I feel
When hearing many words ending in ist or ism.
Many of us accused of favoring socialism
Instead feel a favoritism
Toward the system of capitalism,
As long as it doesn’t slide into mercantilism
Which widens and worsens the gap
Between richism and povertyism.
These slides and gaps can descend deeper,
Giving opportunism to purveyors of egotism
And narcissism to encourage hooliganism.
So they can advocate using militarism
To take over, declaring their leadership
Of new versions of fascism
SO let’s stop sliding down with the…
The two Democratic senatorial candidates in Georgia’s runoff election on Tuesday, January 5, 2021 won their races. To repeat, both Democratic candidates won.
In Georgia. President Trump was very effective at turning off his fellow Republicans from even voting. His rhetoric, which started off as crazy-old-uncle rants, descended into urging Georgia Republican officials to break their state laws and federal laws to change the November election results and then declare Trump had won the state after all.
The fear I feel is from wondering what Trump will do between now and Joe Biden’s Presidential Inauguration Day on January 20th. Thank…
I’m going to repeat the gist of my headline again. We’re at War. The covid virus is like AK-47s aimed directly at us. I think the reason a large percentage of the people in our country do not believe the virus is even real much less how many of our fellow citizens have died from it is because we have not spoken in language harsh enough, direct enough, to understand.
People in our country don’t need to have guns explained to us. We have more guns in this country than we have people. …
Hello, fellow Anne-archists.
Do you feel the same nervous tension that many of our fellow Americans and people around the world are feeling? We have been bombarded with angry accusations from all sides, from any and all with feelings of how the United States of America should operate.
Now the wait is over. American voters have decided which politicians we want to help guide our country in the executive and legislative branches of government.
Like many others, I’m glad Election Day is finally over. I say that tentatively, because no one at this point knows what the results of this…
Writing on whatever strikes my mood, from politics to humor (or a combination of the two), to spirituality, or whatever else shows up. Retired, not in retreat.