When Is There Enough?

It was inconvenient 

when the power 

went out today. 

A great swath of the city 

went dark. 

No way to boil water 

for coffee - it was time!  

No TV - a program interrupted, 

no radio…….a video call planned 

with a friend for a long distance chat. 

What to do? 

no heat, 

no hot water, 

no light except 

from cloudy skies.

There was no room for me to pout 

only room for me to be grateful

that I had water, light and a big sweater,

a roof over my head and safety.

I enjoyed a good chat with my friend, 

in the quiet of my home, 

using my cell phone.

“He who knows that enough is enough will always have enough.”

~ Lao Tzu

While the Music Plays

Here I sit, head resting in my hand, 

hoping that the beautiful waltz 

playing will snatch a brilliant idea 

from mid air ~ 

that space between the notes ~ 

and grace me with words that 

flow as beautifully. 

But then I’m not an orchestra, 

and can’t imagine being 

the conductor! 

So I’ll just tap these few words 

while the music changes 

from a symphony of waltzes 

to Feelin’ Groovy.

“Music is forever; music should grow and mature with you, 

following you right on up until you die.”

~ Paul Simon

It Hurts!

It hurts ~

to even think 

about our history 

gobbled up 

as a mere commodity 

when, as immigrants to 

both countries, our ancestors 

left the homes of their birth

to sail thousands of miles

to be sprung free to learn a new land, 

to build new homes and communities 

that nurtured generations of families 

who are now faced with 

a nightmare of nothingness 

because someone sees us only 

as a commodity.

“There is just so much hurt, disappointment and oppression 

one can take… the line between reason and madness grows thinner.

~ Rosa Parks