Thursday, March 31, 2016

Maryland weather haiku

Will spring ever come
to dreamers of beauty and blooms?
Jumping to summer.

Tuesday, March 29, 2016

Savonarola environmentalist

Wide awake at 2am
Reading a book about Savonarola
Looking up   B BC world
Found out Australia's
Great Barrier Reef is
Much more endangered
Than ever before.
Are environmentalists
Like Savonarola
Preaching hell for
Those who do not believe?
Fundamentally it is all
A question of beliefs
To empower that is
To become a follower
To be in a leadership role
Viewpoints versus wills
Craftedly created uppmanship
Political astuteness combed
In a golden glorified puff
But the corals are dying
Reality nightmare awake!

Monday, March 28, 2016

Rain and dreams

A rain comes from the sky
in late March
I wish for a comet to fly by
in late March
Saw Jupiter at full moon
in late March
Day dreams of elsewhere
all year!

Saturday, March 26, 2016

T.R.U.M.P.

To every voter in the US
rant and rave and scare
use hatred and horror
mingle it with misogyny
power it with money.


Thursday, March 24, 2016

Ash

Oh Yggdrasil
of all the sad things
you are being threatened
by an insect
by a fungus
and because of your part
of eco chain
and environment
it is serious for your survival
Oh Yggdrasil
world tree of yore
sadness grips my heart.

Saturday, March 12, 2016

To the environment!

Cleaning the bathroom
makes my hands smell of chlorine
they stink - bathroom clean
but
That is truly not good
when I know that the environment suffers
so a solemn promise to myself
only
Vinegar, baking soda and sweat
will be my choice cleaners
and doing it more often!
!


Thursday, March 10, 2016

Frustrations abound

Loosing it
completely
somewhere
away from the self
anger
frustration
coping with the ego
finding no help
just venting
with only to turn
inwards
explosive moods
and then some.
Can I laugh?

Wednesday, March 02, 2016

Still looking

My ideal dance partner
Led me on the floor
Found him once
Years ago when
I was seventeen
To this day
Fifty years later
Dreaming of Jimmy
A corpulent gent
Who swung me
Let me believe
I was Ginger
To his Fred
Waltzing
Swirling
Two bodies coming
Together
For a dance or two.
Will I ever find
A James again?