Make hay when the sun shines bright

I write a lot of poetry in the first person. Often, it’s just a choice I’ve made because I feel it will speak to you as you read it, in a more personal way.

This poem is one of those that IS personal. ‘Dear Change’ was the start of this particular journey, and the poem below reflects the lessons I’ve learned over the past few years.

 I hope you enjoy reading it.


 

We must make hay when the sun shines bright,

Let our dreams change hue in the silver of the night.

We must take a turn when the path is blocked,

And explore the lanes we usually do not. Continue reading

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Will I vote?

Should I vote for you or should I vote for your brother,

The one who will guide you when darkness takes over.

Or, should I vote for the winner, support the fair weather friend,

Who will swing different ways, depending upon who wins.

 

Will I examine my values when I press that button,

Think of the enemy outside, as well as the one within.

The hatred and anger that’s eroding our values,

The funds we spend on renaming roads, and on statues. Continue reading