Poetry ~ Life in B minor

If I could live 
in a musical -
I'd bellow
happiness
in B minor

sit on the roof
with family 
and sing of
traditions -
Traditions!

croon love songs
from mountain tops

sing of lemon drops
beyond the rainbow

gather the band
and march with
seventy-six trombones!

when life hands you
a pandemic, 
an insurrection, 
and locks you down -

break out the songs,
adjust your crown,
and dance!

Poetry ~ The Edge of Town

there is a darkness on the edge of town
it's shifting, cracking, severing the ground
creating a hollow, shallow grave
where the hearts of men are found

but you must not let the darkness in
for the darkness feeds on 'us and them'
and devours wholly, the hearts of men
seeding the weeds of hatred within

a simple mask was all they asked
to keep the darkness at bay
but the heartless men proclaimed that
their freedom was too high a price to pay

and so the darkness cloaked the town
where many since have died
'your neighbor's death for your freedom'
the mourning town folk cried!

Poetry ~Courier and the Cleric

Thunderous bells tolled from the church high tower
filling the kingdom with fear in the midnight hour.

"Who dares enter god's tower in the dark of night,
waking the kingdom with no moon in sight?"

"'It is I replied the courier," message in hand.
"I travel with word of a black death that ravishes the land."

"Quiet, you fool!" the Cleric chided in a hushed tone.
"There will be no black death with god on our throne!"

"Dear sir, I implore you, the death knows no gods.
Reject the black death and you increase the odds,

of suffering and loss of your faithful flock.  
For the black death will enter your kingdom and not bother to knock!"