Always Stuck on Overdrive

 

What a crazy, silly, offbeat, whacky web we weave

when looking for relationships, friendships, and sex.

We hang out with a close personal friend,

yet look over their shoulder at that other one.

“The grass is always greener on the other side,”

even if the grass on our side is plenty green already.

We want that perfect, joy-filled relationship

that fills every single need imaginable,

but will still understand when we get bored

and want to stray and wander near or far away.

Websites sprout like crabgrass to meet our needy

wanderlust, or just plain sexual lust.

We spend untold time and money venting

our fantasies, getting our hopes dashed,

returning over and over back to square one.

Unless you are that rare human being who

manages to find that one special person,

who fulfills every need now and forever after,

and you never, ever need another one.

You are indeed a rarity, the envy of most

of the rest of the human race.

Congratulations!

As for the rest of us,

we’ll keep obsessing, sifting, whining,

wondering, searching, striking out,

scoring the occasional Big One,

hunting, tripping and stumbling our

way into the old age home, or the grave.

Darned sex drive anyway -

what an over-rated adaptation!

The Earth Knows what to do...

 

When it gets up to ninety-seven,

heat indexes climb without mercy,

the Earth knows what to do.

Throws up weeds all over the place,

faster than people can pull them out.

They give shade, respite, and even a bit of food

to wildlife from around the neighborhood.

Cut a tree down in the yard,

that baking sunlight also nourishes,

mulberries and assorted plants spring up,

sheltering tiny animals, and larger houses too.

Among lots of changes, Nature knows what to do.

She has seen many changes before and always seems

ready with another ‘game plan.’

Tear one thing out,

another takes its place.

Trim one shrub down,

another sprints upward.

Pull one plant out,

some other lurks in soil,

waiting for its chance in the

solar spotlight,

When humanity reaches the 10 billion mark,

the Earth will probably know what to do then too...

and we humans may not like it at all.

Bring on the Heat

 

The thermometer is climbing past ninety-two,

inside the couple on TV are getting steamy too.

Hot air shimmers off the well-baked yard,

I remain camped inside, pretending to be a bard.

High-class people cheating on each other,

getting hurt and then complaining to mother.

Mad chasing around, proposals risked and spurned,

New schemes and plans emerge as hormones surge.

Television seems hotter than any outside temps,

with all the broken promises and crazed attempts.

Makes one glad to be single, unencumbered, free;

Still occasionally miss that noveau amore glee.

Time for some cloud-based notification?

one single male, a possible outlet option;

Comes with a full suite of skills and features,

clean and well-bred, not just an average creature.

Toss the hat into the ring, the penny into the river,

will I get a nibble, flirtations to make me shiver?

Naw, they will just ask for my Snapchat or tik-tok number,

not realizing that I’m older and not even a member.

So glad for my loving cat, up-to-date payments and freedom,

Someone else can endure all of the relationship conundrums.

Happy dating navigation everyone,

hope you have GPS, and also, some fun.

How Many Nudges

 

We tear down entire forests,

grind them up to fire power plants

then wonder why our air is not fit to breathe,

our temperatures keep going up and up.

We launch egomaniac wars,

and slaughter millions.

Torture more, for what?

The ‘panic of the day.’

Corporate statements of responsibility

cover pages and pages,

but we still force sweeteners down the throats

of our unwitting offspring, fattening them up,

condemning our children to Diabetes and miseries.

We choke the landscape with mini-SUVS,

crowd roads and highways so more are built.

Splendid visions of tomorrow require the

removal of hundreds of mature trees today...

(oh but it will be worth it – really?)

It goes on and on and on,

no wonder the Earth is in continual spasms.

Climactic upheavals perhaps try to nudge

the foolish human race towards corrections.

Question is, will the nudges be enough?

Fewer and fewer left says the countdown

 

Thank goodness for the quiet moments,

the interludes, spaces, pauses – these are more desired

than the loud events and occurences.

Those in-between times where one can take a breath,

Surely valued moments indeed.

When one gets older these are discovered,

cherished and valued as much, or more, than any big pop;

One has seen so many big to-do’s,

they blur together after some years into one giant mess.

Enjoy now the pauses and sighs...

But best record those special events too, in pictures, videos

and maybe even recorded mementos.

Some bitter cold January day, might be fun to look back on them.

One Never gets enough happenings, or pauses...

Hope that we get a lot of both before departing this existence forever,

and finding out if there is any truth to the next.

Happy Independence Day 2021!