Monthly Archives: February 2021

Verge of a Dream: It could have been

It could have been
but wasn’t
at the barn,
you looking over
the fence.
That was not
the first time
we met.
It might have been
Yet was not.
In a loose shirt
standing among
the seats at
the ballpark.
I could have forgotten
and have not.
That only a pinhole
of light meant
I would not
be that
minor note
left from the
final score.
It might have
been the shuttering
light of the passenger car.
Without the
link and the pin,
a tidal force
holding the shore
to the sea
that stops me
from falling away.

RLB 2/26/2021

Withdrawal symptoms

I am experiencing withdrawal. Really! I am ashamed to say but listening to the ineptness, deliberate mind manipulation, exaggerated emotion and rhetoric of donald trump gave me an adrenaline rush. Despite my total loathing of this man, disdain for his approach to life, abhorrence of his misappropriation of Norman Vincent Peale’s concept of positive thinking within the framework of a loving deity, his unwillingness to be wrong, and my disgust for his lack of respect and his self aggrandizing (an attitude shared by many middle aged white men with money), I am left with a void. A vacuum.

How sad to have fallen victim to his theatrics.  My bad, I should have been more careful, more alert.  Shame too, on consumers of social media (both for and against trump) for feeding his hunger for attention.  I refuse to participate.

sad addiction to media lies perpetrated by trump

I am not surprised that others feel this way as well, as in this great post from the Atlantic.