poetry, prose, and photography
My life: currently in transition. The current job comes to end in five weeks. So I actively seek my next opportunity. It’s there. I feel it. I’m excited about what the future holds. Yet, I don’t know where it is. Uncertainty presents challenges, certainly. I write more about that here.
A tradition renewed
Every year it is the same
And it’s different
Now we transition
We’re returning to normal
Within this new year
Ready to get back to work? To shake things up and make a difference? If not, what do you need to do to change that?
Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn
Enjoying this rest
Last Sunday before school starts
And chaos ensues
This new month begins
One that brings lots of changes
Now it’s September
Changing the world
Much like changing a diaper
Stinky, with rewards
Reflecting on change
How economics push us
Some times, push us down
Faith’s varied calling
Change floats in upon the wind
Unsure of one’s heart
Isn’t it amazing
How destructive
Change can be?
Temperature fluctations
Can shatter the
Incredibly strong.
Radical variations in
Speed rip apart the
Strongest of machines.
Humanity often needs
Such violence. Bringing
About radical new social
Orders, birthing freedom
From history’s wretched
Injustices.
Carl Setzer: Word Shaper 