Emotions Conveyed Through Time

 

Vibrant colors that ripple and shimmer from different times

through history, emoting to us from the floor or a wall;

they give us strong messages in a deep primal language,

the impact more powerful than from mere words alone.

They speak of war and misery, or love and joy;

routine images of irises in a vase next to pears,

blooming waterlilies in a pond in spring,

or vast landscapes in a new land beckoning.

Full three-dimensional works tempt one to touch,

but deny that with a boundary, forcing a closer look.

Sight alone must convey the full impression,

though my fingers itch to feel and add sensation.

Shining ceramic impasto rises off the canvas,

tall lucite boxes with vacuum cleaners inside;

Human figured sculptures in various states of gesture,

all blur the lines between “see” and “touch,”

forcing one to feel it with their mind -

as if there is any other way that we really feel anything.

It is a wonderful experience to absorb these

communiques from many different human epochs.

Hopefully many can enjoy this art walk through history.

Viral Villanelle

 

Vacations can be such a wonderful thing,

abandon your worries and enjoy many pleasures.

Those sneaky viruses can spoil a weekend fling.

It sure is fun to tour and gaze at all the residents bling,

then relax in a nearby swim spa for good measure.

Vacations can often be such a wonderful thing.

Stroll pleasant avenues under festive light strings,

peer into shops with some exotic local treasures.

But beware the sneaky virus that will spoil your fling.

A delicious meal with wine, before some nightclub zing,

drink, dance, sing and maybe lose your composure!

Exotic vacations can be such a wonderful thing.

Perhaps that special person might surprise you with a ring,

Banishing any thoughts of some possible unknown exposure.

You can still be grabbed by a virus that will spoil your fling.

Let us hope that you do not feel influenza’s sting,

or feel like you just got hit by a sickening bulldozer!

Vacations are usually a wonderful, delightful thing,

unless you get clobbered by viruses that will spoil your fling.

Getaway in February

 Sometimes the only thing to do is get away,

escape the dreary winter scenes and undulating temps,

flee to a world of palms, mountains and desert.

Golf courses, swimming pools, tennis courts

all populated with happy tourists enjoying a

joyful vacation interlude, throwing their cares away.

Hope that more can experience this fun and wonder.

Hang in there, someday your Palm Springs moment will come.

Wishes are Happy Things

 

Wish that all people would be accepted and get along,

we could work together to solve common problems,

respecting gender, racial or orientation differences,

Accepting the need to cooperate,

to solve serious common problems.

Wish that all corporations were ethical and altruistic,

workers were dedicated and hard working;

well paid and otherwise fairly compensated.

Wish that there were four-day workweeks, plenty of vacations,

paid family leave and many other compensations.

Wish that we could do all of this and still out-compete

all the other nations on the Earth.

Wish that despite economic competition we could get along

with all the other nations on the Earth, and

live in a peaceful and harmonious world together.

Wish that poverty and sickness and disability could disappear.

I wish that scientific advancement could proceed quickly,

and grant us longer lifetimes, and more ease and comfort;

Yet I wish that we could all remain in good physical condition too.

I wish that we could explore and colonize the Solar System, and beyond.

I wish that we could explore all the deep oceans and utilize that space.

I wish upon a star, that we could do all of these wonderful things.

But for every light there is a dark,

for every up there is a down,

for every pretty flower there is nourishing muck underneath.

If it were perfect, it would not be real,

and in a state of constant perfection, how do you recognize it as such?

So we are human, stuck with all of the unevenness and contrast,

and while we manage to keep from extinguishing our very selves,

we just would not have it any other way.

There is never a genie around when you need one!