Poetry ~ Coming Apart

The world of my youth
is coming apart.
I am living in a
science fiction novel
where earthlings
thrash about in cyber space,
divided by ancient beliefs.
I am witness to
virtual tweeting tribes 
take up arms and battle
to defend their reality.
However,
if reality is relative
how do we unite around
differing views
and
fake news?
I fear
humanity has been hacked,
the malware activated.
There is no turning back
to the world of my youth
it has come apart.

Poetry ~ Open

she always kept an open mind
and somehow that was perceived
as her weakness

the inability to be sure
of what was true
of what was real
of what mattered

oh sure, she had beliefs,
leanings...
but she stayed open
because who could ever know
with certainty -
anything?

Poetry ~ Seriously?

Seriously
Why are you so serious, 
so stuffy and aloof?
Slip off your tie
and stay a while
and let’s debate the truth. 

I agree life is important 
and somethings matter more,
but nothing rises much above 
the people I adore. 

And you, my love, are highest 
on my list of most desired
So, let’s settle down 
and play around –
your participation is required!