Background art by “no longer here” at pixabay.com.
time to tell the bees
who among us will tell the bees the honey-hoarder will not leave holed up deep within his hive a brooding lump, by all despised, but for the few who fill his head with lies of victory instead they cannot hide the sting of truth surely they know, they’ve seen the proof alas, a new bee-keeper waits his calm voice speaks of love not hate in empathy he rends his heart he understands us, every part and promises to heal our soul to care for us, his only goal… who will tell the bees it’s done disgrace has lost, decency’s won so they won’t leave us, so they’ll stay to fill our honey jars of clay to fill our lives with sweetness too with all that’s good and right and true
in the end there is only one left standing in the widening breach to mend our brokenness, to reach out, lead, to show us how it’s done by example, in compassion only one, though some may cast doubt one will be raised up, one cast out just like the seasons come and go every four years change comes, you know democracy, where each vote counts
when chaos lingers we trust our higher angels to restore balance
Shadorma • 6 lines per stanza • Per-line syllabic pattern = 3 / 5 / 3 / 3 / 7 / 5 • No restrictions on number of stanzas • No rhyme scheme or prohibitions against rhyme • No restrictions on title length
when the last leaf has fallen and the blue, crisp and clear, is revealed behind a tangled web of exposed branches we can cling to the promise of spring buds of hope waiting to bloom anew
I don’t know who came up with this meme, but it’s been making the rounds. I think it’s brilliant. One caption said, “This is what we know so far.” Yep.
and the count continues…
there seems to be no end in sight conspirators wait at the gate provoked by lies, aroused by hate sycophants brace for one last fight while others try to do what’s right we wait, we angst, we bite our nails, holding our breath, we can’t exhale but it will all be over soon we’ll soon be rid of this buffoon with any luck he’ll land in jail
the cold air is thin naked tree limbs poke the sky leaves fall letting go
So it is easier for you to find all the parts/chapters of my ongoing fiction series, I created a new page that lists all the links. You can check it out HERE!
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