Forethought

Attainable goals
require a plan of attack
…lost, if not for thought.

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Homegrown Businesses

We all need to spend a little more effort to support our local and homegrown businesses. Even businesses that are not in our backyard but have sprung forth in the next state or across the country need our dollar-backing if they are to continue being the backbone of the American dream. What small business can you patronize today?

Haunting Haiku

At what point’s the past
left to an unhappy death
not haunting the now?

Thinking of the Maritimes…

Hey Sweet Annie
Don’t take it so bad
You know the summer’s coming soon
Though the interstate is choking under salt and dirty sand
And it seems the sun is hiding from the moon

Your daddy told you
When you were a girl
The kind of things that come to those who wait
So give it a rest girl
Take a deep breath girl
And meet me at the Bay State tonight

And the snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it’s been falling all day long
What else is new
What could I do
I wrote a valley winter song
To play for you

And late December
Can drag a man down
You feel it deep in your gut
Short days and afternoons spent pottering around
In a dark house with the windows painted shut

Remember New York
Staring outside
As reckless winter made its way
From State Island to the Upper West Side
Whiting out our streets along the way

And the snow is coming down
On our New England town
And it’s been falling all day long
What else is new
What can I do
But sing this valley winter song
I wrote for you

An Excerpt from Eloisa to Abelard by Alexander Pope

“When from the censer clouds of fragrance roll,
And swelling organs lift the rising soul,
One thought of thee puts all the pomp to flight,
Priests, tapers, temples, swim before my sight:
In seas of flame my plunging soul is drown’d,
While altars blaze, and angels tremble round.”

Of the day…

Subject Matter Condescension

flashes and shouts illuminate the scenes,
their speed and furor spark.
all that ‘could’ is not that we would have,
under different circumstances.

how can we regain what has been misplaced,
the most important goal.
who we are is not what you would know,
if you could see away from me now.

time punishes as time should punish all,
the condescension pounces.
things worldly ought be and can be seen,
but from a sunlit prairie front door.

Hiking the Western Frontier

“Me thinks that the moment my legs begin to move, my thoughts begin to flow. ~Henry David Thoreau

I’m thinking of starting a flatland hiking club. Good or bad idea…I don’t know. I’ll get back to you.