when you hold my hand
every clock in the world stops
for you touch my soul
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Haiku 30.20
on the other hand
there are those special moments
just a nap will do
Haiku 29.20
if you must know this
is my I am trying not
to take a nap poem
The Truth
fantasy is not a friend
it makes you want what
you can’t have
and try to become who
you were not meant to
be
fantasy is a false enabler
of the mind
all that is true becomes
false and all that is false
becomes true
but only in your mind
not my mind
you own yours and I own
mine and our end will
always be based on
the truth
Odds and Ends 2.20
I am sitting out back on the patio where I usually sit on a stack of pavers that sits next to the hose reel. I use the other short pile of pavers as a table. Just big enough for a cup of ice water and a pen or some such thing. My phone is small enough to rest on the hose reel.
With my pen in one hand and cigar in the other and steno pad on my lap, I try to put my finger on what is so odd about this day after Election Day. I am not sure there is any difference between today after this election day or the day after a hangover. Neither of them memorable or so it would seem.
Looking around, it is actually a perfect no day. No bees, no hornets, no mosquitos, no flies, no squirrels, no birds, no dogs, no cats, no people, and no election day results. But like it or not, I believe there is anxiety in the air.
So, my God, I must ask. God, I am not asking you for my pick, I am asking You for Your pick. The likes of Lincoln, FDR, Reagan are gone. (I know there are more, but I can’t think of any others who stand out at the moment.) I served twenty years in the Army to support our country. It is our duty and privilege to vote. I didn’t want our country to go down the tubes then and I don’t want our country to go down the tubes now.
It is so quiet I can hear the distant rumble and whistle of the mid-afternoon train slowly making its way through town.
Any day now we will learn who won the election and I will thank you, Lord, for the next president you have allowed to serve your purposes for America and in the world.
Closing thoughts.
For me, someday this election will be a distant memory like all the other presidential elections that preceded it. Election Days come and go. My peace in this annoying, anxious, gut wrenching election process, regardless of the outcome, is You, my God.
The presidents or leaders of countries change. But praise God, Lord, You never change—you are the same yesterday, today, and forever. May God bless America.
Haiku 18.20
the rain came straight down
with the sun shining like a
faucet on a cloud
Haiku 17.20
sleeplessness blurs the
lines between night and day both
seem painfully long
Haiku 16.20
my thoughts don’t match how
I feel or vice versa so
I remain hopeful
Haiku 15.20
some things can’t be rushed
no matter how hard you try
like raking the lawn
Back or Forward in Two Haiku
my lunchtime read was
set in eighteen ninety-nine
not a time for me
no matter what I
hoped for fantasy can’t take
me back or forward