In the face of rage
We need to face each other
The birds sing for all
With so much rage, how do we grow and nurture, especially the “others”?
poetry, prose, and photography
Early in the day
Witnessing such suffering
A surreal day
The Amtrak derailment about 60 miles south of me dominated the news, and my awareness yesterday.
At first, resistance
Everyone I knew
Adores all those tunes
Which , in my mind
Trite, vacant, and “No”
Glad to say that’s wrong
Gritty dissonance
Akin to Dylan
The honest seeking
Within his lyrics
Brought out the sunlight
In this darkened world
Filled with painful news
Death, destruction and much pain
Manifest sorrow
News can bring despair
Focusing of misery
Losing sight of “good”
They mesmerize us
Pictures of carnage, strife.
Cherry blossoms fall