Masked Truth

Masked Truth

In every other species, there are rules taken as law.
No mouse chances facing the cat’s cruel stalking paw.
Pandemonium would result if honeybees ceased to sting.
Protection is made use of by every natural thing.
Why then this garrulous argument and strutting satisfaction
displayed by anti-vaxxers and others in that faction
electrified by ignorance—Fox News misinformation.
How far it’s come in dumbing down a portion of our nation.

How can they be terrified of measures meant to save?
What is it about simple masks that causes them to rave?
Why do they rail against science and label it as treason?
Like lemmings streaming to their death, they do it against reason.
Those natural solutions that nature seeks to give
so every single species has recourse to live
includes the many wonders of the human brain
to isolate the enemies of our human strain

and provide protection—the body’s tooth and claw—
vaccines and medicines to deflect the viral maw.
So why this mounting violence with which our world is riven
against the chance to save mankind that we have all been given?
What God gives with one hand and withdraws with the other?
What Father creates children that he’s content to smother?
What animal strolls defenseless amongst this human zoo
and demands that others forsake protection, too?

What human stupid genome has Science failed to detect
that is blind to these precautions simply made to protect?
Those who revile the masked ones and refuse the simple truth,
picketing and threatening with epithets uncouth
perhaps are the next faction meant to become extinct,
drawing with them all of those unfortunately linked.
Our hospitals will fill with them, protesting all the way,
as all of those who care for them are also made to pay.

 

There comes a time, when a good man must wear a mask.  Johnny Depp

A mask tells us more than a face.  Oscar Wilde

Make sure you have your own mask on, before helping others with theirs. Daniel Handler

 

Prompt words are pandemonium, electrifying, terrified, garrulous and satisfaction.

A Ride in the Country, Part 1: Wordless Wednesday

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For: Wordless Wednesday

 

CMMC and Life in Color: The Color Red

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For Cee’s CMMC Challenge
and also for Jude’s Life in Color Challenge: Red

Reconnections

Reconnections

What has been severed can be reconnected.
Stitches can stitch up what has been dissected.
Humans are fallible. All make mistakes.
Thus we are given a chance at retakes.

When we strictly label an act as “The End,”
we only signal our refusal to bend.
When a solution’s offered and we refuse it,
we’ve been offered a chance and chosen to lose it.

We’ve denied a lesson and chosen defection
in lieu of a chance to learn reconnection.
Consider the paperclip—invention most clever
that helps to rejoin what we once chose to sever.

Granted, some things may be better off parted,
but things we think ended can still be restarted.

Some things are clearly better off righted,
and after small partings should be reunited.

Prompt words today are paperclip, fallible, strictly, sever and lesson.

Coleus: FOTD Aug 11, 2021


 

 

 

For Cee’s FOTD

To Bee or Not to Bee

To Bee or Not to Bee

Busy little honeybee adhering to each flower,
collecting all their nectar for hour after hour.
Will exhaustion stay your flight, your rubbing and your nuzzling
so there will be less honey to fulfill our need for guzzling?
Your antennae look disjointed, your hairs are slightly grizzled,
but I’m waiting for my crumpet with its honey lightly drizzled.
Do you find it pertinent that we are debating
whether you’re aware that your consumers are all waiting?

 

Prompts for the day are honeybee, adhere, grizzle, pertinent and exhaustion.

Cattails: FOTD Aug 10, 2021

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I meant to publish these two days ago on National Cat Day, but forgot. Here they are a bit late. Long live the kitties!

For Cee’s FOTD

Hermit’s Creed


Hermit’s Creed

Although they stand stiffly at attention,
these walls reach out

and hold me safe within their middle.
They stand guardian,
cushioning sound,
deflecting sharp edges.
Lucky me to have their protection.
Foolish me to leave their arms.
Yet the butterfly
soars over and away.

 

For dVerse Poets “Stand” Quadrille prompt. The only rule for a quadrille poem is that it must have  exactly 44 words. If you want to read other poems written to this prompt, go HERE.

Return to Sender (For the “Let It Bleed” Prompt)

Return to Sender

Tell it, please, to Cupid and to the cooing dove.
I don’t require a second chance at the game of love.
I’ve said goodbye to mystery, nostalgia and the moon.
I find the very topic of love to be jejune.

Once I was its addict, but I’ve quenched my lovelorn thirst.
I’m immune to its magic, its betrayal and what’s worst,
its transitory nature which conspires to betray
all those yearning feelings one collects along its way.

I hereby vent my sorrows and hold a mirror to
all those scattered memories to bring them into view.
Zesty looks that falter and  vows that always fail
fly away to shadows and the wintry gale.

Passions pause with time and hearts once flushed and tender,
offered up with love are now “returned to sender.”
Love blinding in its brilliance is destined to depart,
creating that inevitable sunset of the heart.

 

In the above poem, I used all of these words given for the Randomness Inked, Let It Bleed prompt :
addict, always, betray, conspire, fail, fly, goodbye, love, magic, mirror, moon, mystery, nostalgia, pause, scatter, second chance ,shadows, sunset ,thirst, time, transitory,, vent, winters and zest

For Randomness Inked, Let It Bleed.

Home Song for My Mother

Home Song for My Mother

Listening to our shadow.
Puppies, poems and popcorn
the center of the house.