Each day I rise and check the news.
Each day I check the weather.
Each day I’m eager and I hope
that things are getting better.
Each day the news is filled with woe,
corruption and with sorrow.
Each day I still hold onto hope
for Happier Tomorrow.
July Drizzle
The weather’s brought a cooling change
from all that heat and sizzle.
We woke to welcome overcast
with just a touch of drizzle.
The slight precipitation
doesn’t measure up as “rain”
but it feels a whole lot better
to see gloomy skies again.
Wall Street COVID Jitters
Now Wall Street stocks are tanking
as investors feel quite queasy.
They watch the Delta Virus spread…
it’s making them uneasy.
The economy won’t settle down
as long as COVID hangs around.
We might as well just reconcile
‘cause COVID will be here awhile.
Rascally Rabbits
The days are parching.
Drier. Hotter.
I hope those Rascally Rabbits find water.
The Planet
We’ve raped the planet.
But the planet will win.
The planet will rid itself of men.
American Plaint
I’m tired of news of COVID.
It’s just all so Yesterday.
I want to go to bars and games….
see my pals and play.
I’m tired of talk of migrants
and mayhem at the border.
I’m tired of shooting violence
with the threat to law and order.
I’m tired of all this climate change…
crazy weather gone astray.
And the bridges, buildings, streets’ collapse –
that plague us ev’ry day.
I’m tired of talk of voter fraud
with corruption far and near.
I want to sit and watch TV
and drink a nice, cold beer.
Rascally Rabbits
Those Rascally Rabbits have
left my yard.
Life this dry summer
was getting too hard.
The days are getting
hotter and hotter.
The bunnies moved on
in search of water.
Post-COVID Labor Shortage
There aren’t enough tellers.
There aren’t enough cooks.
Or, library helpers
to check out the books.
There aren’t enough teachers
or men to mow lawns
or plumbers or pilots….
Where have they all gone?
Shooters
Some are crazy.
Some are just mean.
Others on a spectrum
in-between.
They may aim at “X”—
–hit you instead—
It doesn’t matter.
You’re just as dead.
Rascally Rabbits
Those Rascally Rabbits
have no remorse.
They eat. Then they
want a second course.
They eat and eat
‘til they’ve had their fill.
They eat at random.
They eat at will.
My yard’s a Banquet –
a Bunny Feast –
chock full of food
for them to eat.
Living the Aging Life 