Movies I want to watch
but I’m scared of horror films!
I like thrillers that play with the mind
but even then I get scared.
Being scared usually ends up in nightmares.
How do people live with being scared
and not being scared of their nightmares?
I guess
I will
never
know
because
my nightmares
keep me up at night!
That time of year.
Family getting together
for a celebration of thanks.
Watching your breath as it hits the cold air.
Kids are being schooled
and our lives are turning to indoor activities.
Yet we find ourselves walking the great outdoors.
The wind that whistles and blows the leaves around
make you feel like a kid again.
Fresh air.
It is a blessing.
Honest answers.
trouble in solving problems.
Where can help be found?
What is the next step?
Focus lost.
Apologies and desperate attempt
to avoid the tears.
Crying won’t help.
But maybe it’ll help let go some of the stress.
Until the next conversation.
Family is important.
Seeing and hugging members is crucial.
Yet a hug could be fatal.
Wearing a mask is vital to limit the spread.
Yet you can not eat properly with one on.
So where do you draw the line?
Go?
or tell everyone
sorry, maybe next year?
If they do not think the precautions are worth it
I would suggest seeing them through the computer only.
She crawls under the blankets
to get into mommy’s arms.
She wants to be protected
from
the
monster.
She will curl up beside me
and let me hold her close.
I can only protect her
while I hold her.
But I am only human
and have my own fears.
Normal has been subverted.
Chaos is keeping us locked.
Fear drives us insane
and no one is safe
although some may be immune.
Society watches the signs
and when the sky falls
the children are left behind.
Forever.
It begins with a visit for the soul.
A good friend who sits apart
and though a hug is needed
we value our friendship
and do not.
Talking and laughing
we share our weeks miseries
or the joys that gave us joy.
And next week
I have something to look forward to
because my heart wants to see my friend again!
It is good for my soul.
New toys are in order.
The old ones do not work anymore.
The strings are snapped
the fur is ripped off
and the feathers are all broken.
Worst of all,
the laser pointer
no longer produces
the favorite red dot!
When the world turns a blind eye to the bullying
and finds itself dealing with the problem children.
Toddlers grow up acting as like the ones who raise them.
Others fight and lose the battle of self-esteem.
Though now more than ever we see the destruction caused
by the hatred and the lies of those who try to poison the youth.
It will never end.
Still there is hope that someday we can make the bullying harder to do
and allow the children to see each other equally.
Doctor’s appointments.
Testing for various oddities.
What disease flashes through the mind.
Hypochondriac tendencies run high.
So does denial and the possibility of no longer having a normal life.
Who is going to help?
Or am I alone in this
as we all are when truly said and done.
Until then, work towards a better future
and maybe someday the world will be better.
Saturn's Premier Poet 