THE ROLLING CREEK

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 ^
 

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 ^