UPENDED...

Upended

'Tis isolation forced upon the Nation

that has not seen a conclusion

with viral scenes apocalypse filled

that now knocks at my windowsill 

Where flashy cars once rolled

now there are empty roads

our highways turn to dust

erasing the joy of automotive lust

Cool shade that appeared at high noon

now stays as gray fills my room

pleasures once taken for granted

now live as memories to be feasted

I'm sequestered in my home harbor 

where I can't see the roaming monster

However, from my flat screen porthole

I realize the necessity of individual roles

Normalcy was upended quickly

It disintegrated and retreated swiftly

It left society caring for one another

during the isolation we all suffer

As I spend my days in gloom

filled with anxious dark moods

I crave fresh air and sunny morns

to chase away this COVID-19 scorn

Pandemic Eyes...

Pandemic Eyes

With feverish sight I could not see

the forest through the trees

as everyday life slowed to a crawl

and society quickly stalled

Virulence far removed from my eyes

was nevertheless imagined and recognized

as its illusive presence invaded my mind

during a necessary March exile so unkind

Mutilated routines vanished into thin air

much like a train of thought going nowhere

I noticed my neighborhood desolate in confinement

However, birds still flew for my amusement

My infected awareness obscured the mind

as I reacted to accepted sequestered time

and I viewed news of National nature

that amplified anxious moments about the future

Still, the creeping slowness of time elapsed

was perceived as extended life come to pass

the flow of my daily existence was rearranged

and I was thankful for the change

Generational Entitlement...

Generational Entitlement

With selfishness of purpose in mind

their casual self-gratification socially unkind

and with hardened souls uncaring

they placed personal pleasures above everything

'Twas a viral onslaught unleashed on global populations

that immersed the world in a mournful season

it covered normal existence in lingering doom

as humanity experienced the pandemic in bloom

A youthful generation gathered in sunny climes

with the plain arrogance of exulting prime

they surfed the waves in warm waters

unworried about the advancing danger

The threatening darkness slowly crept

over society while governments slept

ignoring the storm growing in foreign lands

while science failed to this virus understand

Hopefully, the pandemic will ease

and humanity will defeat this disease 

to again rejoice in social gatherings

that make life a wonderful thing

The Discarded Dream...

The Discarded Dream

When strolling one sunny day

I found a dream along the way

'Twas discarded, barely alive

next to the trail where the sunshine hides

'Twas someone's forsaken mind creation

thrown away to slowly fade into oblivion

So, with hope in mind, I gathered it

and kindly tended its weakened spirit

The forest held a breeze that stirred leaves casually

as I walked the winding trail that day

Soon, the sinking sun shaded my way

as homeward thoughts held sway

That fruitless dream of noble birth

cast away, dismal beyond words

became mine in poetic affection

to nurture with deep devotion

I dispensed nourishing hope

gave it golden light to brighten its soul

and offered a banquet of existential reasons

to ease its discarded season

When it was fully vital again

I released it where the sidewalk ends

where hope renewed begins

where it could finally find a friend

The Times...( COVID-19 )

The Times...( COVID-19 )

When dark chaos in our minds' night

arrived to spread relentless fright

our shiny sword of science failed

to eradicate virulence in cruises that sailed

We summoned the high alter of confusion

seeking the hidden stairway to salvation

our armor of hope valiantly worn

failed us during the reality of times torn

The pandemic did not last long

it took the weak and left the strong

later than sooner the panic did end

as Mighty Nations learned to bend

Global routines were put on hold

in every continent and every home

the infected swelled from the evolving strain

and commerce everywhere stalled in vain

Life savings once golden in hand

evaporated as the demon ravaged the land

and casual hugs of friends everywhere

became a custom understandably feared

Humanity distanced itself from personal contact

while the normal kiss became an evil act

We all stared at the flat screen window

and tried to understand where the virus would go

Humanity fought Natures infection

with all our given passion

 However, we did not realize

that Nature ever present and alive

is a system that heals itself

even if it has to eliminate our irritating selves

SHOTGUNNED...

Shotgunned

"Twas a time of fickle thrills

blue tinged smoke gently drifting

while it haunted the waste around us

our twelve gauge shotguns ready to bust

We fired breeches ganja filled

and sucked pleasure from barrels still

shotguns pumping smoke for good measure

released our minds from unseen danger

Contagious fear tweaked our daily situation

while we wasted our innocent season

living on edge during our foreign endeavor

waiting to stumble upon a trip wire

The deep cause for our bravery

was to live and leave that jungle greenery

Ganja wisdom gave us wings

'Twas momentary genius for escaping things

We served and endured

in a system far from pure

However, those ganja shotgun nights

shielded us from ever present fright

When we returned to society

we had lost our sense of identity

we hid our pain of addiction

from our most ungrateful Nation

L'aigle...

L'aigle

There's a scent of wet grass

in the air as I stroll pass

the edge of emerald white pines

their needles filled wth morning sunshine

When a bald eagle on wing

draws my attention to its shadow moving

I see its royal feathers brown and white

against the blue hued sky

Unflapping wings steady and its vision piercing

it soars gracefully seeming to notice everything

while circling in a blur of motion

head tilted in my direction

Ascending slowly with me below

it appears to somehow know

that I cherish its majestic presence

that I envy its soaring essence

'Tis a momentary connection with natural beauty

swift in time that will remain long in memory

La Poesie...( poetry )

La Poesie ( poetry )

The word weaver hung his thoughts

upon eager minds who sought

to taste fertile valleys and streaming waters

needed to grace their empty hours

with crisp visions of life and more

that promised happiness on shadowy shores

Their marrow filled bones in confusion

within weak flesh and illusion

hoped to support their searching souls

mindfully hidden, tender and cold

with word spirit in their hearts

to generate sparkle in their eyes

Poetic thoughts in woven delight stirred

cascading waves unseen when heard

as odorous swells appeared in circles high

against the grayness of sickened skies

fresh air smells carried with ease

spreading on the communal breeze

'Twas a sweet fragrance given to all

as jeweled noses came to call