It is interesting to note
how much one’s personality
is conveyed through their voice.
That is, until they lose it!
What would they have said?
Do you remember the cadences correctly?
The familiar phrases and pitch
all seem like a memory
as you stare into their face
and watch them mouth in frustration.
Nobody deserves this,
least of all a nation.
Lunches for work.
Or school.
A puppet monster
Playing the fool.
Cheap transport of goods.
A well known look.
Reminiscence the age
on the front of the book.
In this day and time
It is no longer
a useful tool.
A rush of words
spewed out
at a rapid pace.
Understanding comes
as the connections are made.
References and citations
dropped within the maze
of the twisting words.
How does one
make such a wonder
and hope it will be
the World’s Eighth one?
Someday,
when I am rich,
I will commission
a pool shaped
liked a teacup
thus
fulfilling a childhood
desire
that all my dolls
had shared!
I struggle.
All day I smile.
Cheerfulness is the refrain.
Happy and helpful.
Yet now that I’m home
my thoughts turn dark.
Tears run from my cheeks.
I only wish to be left alone.
And I’m not.
What happens next when you still need to be positive
and you have no more energy to give?
December has arrived.
Christmas is coming.
Where can I set up the tree?
The corner has the cat house.
The furniture is too big.
In front of the TV?
Puzzle upon puzzle.
All I know
is that outside
is right out!
Worry Time.
Worry until the end.
Worry Inflation.
Wisdom Letter.
Facing the worst.
Thought Challenge.
Simple Awareness.
All techniques designed to help.
What wonders you have birthed
As we have watched you these eons.
First on Earth, a god
who loved his wine and women.
Then we learned more as probes passed by.
Your beauty shown more each passing picture.
Then came the actual exploration
populated with space pioneers.
Your moons are now covered with our people,
though you yourself have been left untouched.
Mother Saturn, thank you.
The old archives have revealed treasures
of the civilization we live in.
This beautiful planet we call home
was first explored from afar.
No one expected us to stay
and yet here we are.
This wonderful universe is so full
of things to explore.
Saturn and its moons
will remain as my heart.
The usual status quo
as the days wear on.
The blandness of nothing
exciting or new.
Some yearn for this,
others despise it.
Today I want the usual.
Quiet, unassuming.
Expectations and responsibilities fulfilled.
Tomorrow when I have more energy…
Tomorrow I’ll decide.
Saturn's Premier Poet 