The Climb

Mount McKinley or Denali (“The Great One”) in Alaska is the highest mountain peak in North America, at a height of approximately 20,320 feet (6,194 m) above sea level. It is the centerpiece of Denali National Park. From Library of Congress, Prints and Photographs Collections

The Climb

A friend just starting training
To climb Denali next summer
That’s twenty thousand feet plus
So much work to get there
He says, he can sleep when he’s dead
I’m thinking,
This is when you stop drinking
And eating chocolate…
But thriving to find one’s mountain top is who we are
Adventure, experience, challenging ourselves
And still making time for a couple of good scotches
I say we should have all that we can
Do all that we can
Be all that we can
Find for ourselves the mountains we want to climb
No matter how low mine might be
But stop to enjoy the meadows of summer flowers along the way
Enjoy the mysteries of the imagination
Of art, of prose, science and history along the way
As we apply our energies toward enjoying God’s gift of life
And along the way, give some help to others on their own climb
In life!

Relentlessness

 

Relentlessness

Cold, water drips from glass, pooling on the table
Questioning humidity asks if we are really able
To breath shallow, and watch others in pain
Holding our judgment and critical disdain
To give time for grieving and sorrow
But do something about tomorrow
Watching the water pool, as a summer of tears
Covering the table, as we wait a helpless two more years
Drip, drip, relentless, insane
Pooling fear, foreboding, ripping pain
Seeping into the wood, destroying who we are
Tearing at the fibers, leaving a permanent scar
Asking what is our answer to all this hate
Or did we discover that it’s already too late?

A View for Two

A View for Two

Not facing the bus stop
Or playground purpose
Needed rest for grand-pop
But near majestic mountain view
Or meadow green and sweet
And beside the ocean blue
The chosen location and place
Given to ensure contemplation
Given to ensure lovers embrace
The idea of future, of hope
Of royal enthrone of two
Of every problem, we can cope
With assist of this wonderful view
And for the foresight of one
Who saw the potential and knew
That this was just the place
For a bench made for two

Feelings… Reading Others…

Feelings

I read a poem today
It was not thoughts
It was feelings
Expressed in so many ways
All mashed together
I expected it to be more purposeful
Expecting these feelings were building blocks
To thoughts or a message
Of some object, of someone,
Even as motivation toward an objective
But no,
The feelings were unto themselves
A thing for the author to own
And maybe even to cherish
Maybe hoping the reader would too
But I had to ask, were they purposeful
If expressed, but do not motivate?
Maybe they are just there
Sitting there, wanting to say something
Trying to get a reaction
However, if no one else is around
What does any feeling mean?
As the proverbial tree falling in the forest
Does the feeling make a sound if no one hears it?
Maybe the poem just made me think
And that was enough

 

The Poem I Read,  Is called Desire [even in the time of the tyrant] by Leah Umansky .. reading “about” the poem was interesting too.

https://poets.org/poem/desire-even-time-tyrant

 

Underwater Gorilla

 

Underwater Gorilla

A talking gorilla in an underwater school
With boy and girl guppies!
I forgot how incongruent cartoons could be
As I say “underwater gorillas don’t work for me”
The reply from little man is
Like me sleeping in a nest
Means its ok to imagine, and pretend
The deck is a ship and the grass is the water
There are positive messages in the toons
Talking buses, sleuthing cats
But not many Wiley E. Coyotes
To teach us teamwork is dreamwork
And transformer dogs with tools save the day
Without a boulder landing on poor Wiley
So, steer the boat safely if you can
Directing from captain’s chair
As the crew fights off invading pirates and watch for underwater gorillas!

 

Victims of Grandstanding

On the Border

Waiting, waiting, waiting an eternity
For a chance at peace, for back or forward
While they are talking, talking, talking insanity
Left out, they need us to show the depravity
Of the others that claim the right
And you watch indignant, grounded in gravity
While toothpaste, diapers and tacos are sold
On the evening news, where you are
Watching, watching, watching us shiver in cold
And the leaders boldly claim their positions
Fighting, fighting, fighting for attention
Claiming to care for children’s dispositions
In cages we are dying, dying, dying inside
As politicians do nothing, nothing, nothing
But get your attention, about freedom denied
And some cheering, cheering, cheering the right
And others are shaking, shaking, shaking their righteous heads
Before they buy the toothpaste, diapers, and tacos tonight

Independence Day – July 4, 2019

Why I Love America?

For in this land I was born equal in opportunity to all others
And we allow too, all who enter legally an equal opportunity
I love that we play on a field that is level and fair to all
Protected by laws and ensured by our institutions the opportunity
For education, for healthcare and most importantly security
And when there is injustice, there is a system to seek justice
That my intellect, talents, personal energy, and luck
Yes, luck matters too – for even being American is a lucky break,
Allowing me opportunity for happiness, prosperity, and peace
At least most of the time…
It is the opportunity that matters to me, not a guarantee
As a result of our sense of fairness we root for underdogs and we take care, and do our best to level the field for those who are striving to overcome disadvantages
For we want a fair fight
We feel stronger together when the weakest overcome disabilities
and succeed in their personal quests
We feel more united when we come together to help each other
Because we do care and help each other
And there is more than enough empathy left to care for others beyond our borders
Who face natural, or man-made disasters and tragedy
We give, we take care, often defend, and know we’ll eventually get out of the way
For it’s about the opportunity and freedom of choices that make us great
It is about using all our natural and human resources within the context of those democratic and independence principles that our forefathers established for us  exactly 243 years ago today, when they said:

We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness. — That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed

And yes, our country is beautiful, with grand spaces, fertile farmland,
Beautiful mountains, protected by great oceans and endowed richly with resources
But it is our industrious people, and the foresight of our founders
Which gave us the persistence, the integrity, the rules of law, and even the vitality
To make America the greatest country in the world
But rest assured that this position is not permanently carved in granite
We must continue and renew our passion for our country,
and “government of the people and for the people” must ever be protected, while
Our rule of law must be held sacrosanct and our sense of fairness, and inclination to help others less fortunate must never wane…
For this is what makes us American, and this is why I love America.

Have a Happy Day!

 

Happy Day

Feel the cool grass between your toes
As evening arrives and your heart knows
That any day is good without bad news
And a little time to dance sans these shoes
Calming the soul and soothing the mind
Leaving all your cares far behind
Opening door to this moment’s setting sun
World turning and right here this day’s done
And far to the West where I may be
The door shows that soon I’ll see
The glow of your setting sun in time
No borders and no purpose you’ll find
Separating you and I in anything more than time
If we all find joy in music, and lyrics that rhyme
Then we all know that happy is a state of mind
One that we choose and enjoy if everyone is kind
And the open door from today to tomorrow glows
As sunset’s fade into night and new sunrise shows
That today and tomorrow is but a thought
Like borders whose definition we have wrought
From the imagination that we are somehow greater
If we define our lines clearer and straighter
Like the day knows the difference from this end
to tomorrow’s begin
And the distance between, matters not, if you send
The joy of your yesterday to my today
And we all enjoy this very happy day!

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