Today I walked to the creek The water was clear and moving I could not spot any fish The reflections off the water Made you think something was alive It was very cold The wind was fierce The sun hidden Still beauty was there to behold Nature is remarkable Is not worried about anything Just exists in a myriad of forms Water levels are up This is cyclical I look for anxiety Nature has none I begin my walk back My body language speaks Anyone listening would know I am crazy to be out in this weather A mini-blizzard singing I know the words I know the tempo Home now; quickly Stanski February 28, 2020 ^
Day: February 28, 2020
COLD AND SNOWY MORNING
I cannot plan these things Wednesday night I counted nineteen deer From my home to the highway A total of six miles This morning in the snow I approach three deer They begin to run west One tenth of a mile goes by They are still running Then one swerves from the right and Jumps a snow bank on the left Another tenth of a mile The second swerves from the right Leaps a bank on the left and runs to safety The third keeps running By this time it has been a quarter of a mile It feigns left then runs and leaps a snow bank on the right I proceed while applying political implications To the events of the deer, just witnessed Then I come upon three wild turkeys They slowly scamper to the left and then As though it would kill them lift about four feet To clear the snow bank on the left They do not wish to exert themselves I decide to add up the score Five to the left and one to the right The left are right about one-fifth of the time That, so far, would make the score 4 to 2, left leading Then I think of all the lies on the left and How lazy they are about getting things done for everyone’s welfare In the long run you cannot put your money on liars So I declare for the right Winners by the score of two to zero I continue on to church to pray for the left Stanski February 28, 2020 ^
I SIT IN WONDER
I am sitting here I am sitting here Alone I am sitting here At my computer Thinking about poetic things I am sitting here Thoughts run through my head They form words and Then I type them out I am sitting here Thinking of other’s feelings How bruised they may become When the bluster they burst forth Is refuted in the language of truth I am sitting here The Senate investigated – found nothing – there was no there, there Mueller investigated for over two years – found nothing The House of Representatives impeached him – he was not convicted Under this darkness – he accomplished more than any president in history The swampsters of each party are exasperated – an outsider prevails I am sitting here Feeling sorry for those whose minds are closed To them this President can do no right They are probably wondering which socialist will be running against him They will be happy if he fails at something They detest his early response to the Coronavirus situation They are happy to hear four weeks later that he has no clue Stanski February 27, 2020 ^