WORK LOCKDOWN

I turn on the light
At the end of the hall
But there’s nothing really to fear
It’s just that it’s quiet
And a little bit weird
When no other people are here;
The computers hum
And the lights have a buzz,
But otherwise it’s rather still;
Though oddly I like it
Noiseless like this,
I miss conversation at will.

HONDA CHARITY RIDE (BSA)

Worked the BSA area for the Honda Charity Ride for Veterans, first time without one of my boys present too. Sad for me, but felt I should. In bottom pic you can see my coffee station in lower right corner.

VERONA'S JULIET

VERONA'S JULIET

So many visitors have rubbed her face
And other invasions of personal space
So now she’s in Castelvecchio’ museum
No more touching, you can only see them;
Such bronze and beauty one can’t replace.

MORNING hawk (haiku)

MORNING HAWK

He sat majestic
Upon steeple, surveying
Eternal domain.

NIGHT

Nighttime has no face,
And so, no need to replace
This light with shadow.

WE KNOW

Why are so many surprised,
While others feign disbelief
That this terrible president
Flouts our sacred laws and
Our Constitution, that he
swore to uphold?
We knew who he was
From the beginning, and
He hasn’t changed,
even a little.
Children separated,
Journalists murdered,
Minorities insulted,
Farmers and business hurt
Poor suffering,
Foreign leaders bullied,
Kurds forsaken,
And so many more
Know exactly who he is.

AIRMAN CHIMO TIDD