When God’s prophet says/
“wonderful days are ahead!”/
I can rest easy.
at 11:26 p.m., a Facebook IM response to a friend:
Amos 3:7/
says it best. And knowing that,/
I’ll peacefully rest.
When God’s prophet says/
“wonderful days are ahead!”/
I can rest easy.
at 11:26 p.m., a Facebook IM response to a friend:
Amos 3:7/
says it best. And knowing that,/
I’ll peacefully rest.
Pandemic blessings/
means you try new receipes;/
eat deliciousness.
Folks get criticized/
for hoarding. What if you’re just/
good at finding deals?
In times of crisis/
and fear, don’t hoard toilet rolls. /
Find peace. Buy chocolate.
When this is over, /
I hope I’m a better man /
than I’m finding now.
Backstory: My friend Erin Harold, who is struggling (but winning) against the Covid-19 Coronavirus, posted a sunset photo from her Seattle home, with one word: “Grateful”.
This haiku honors her gratitude. (This sunset photo is out my plane window flying over Vashon Island into Seattle, November 2019)
She’s in go mode. I’ll
tag along, go solo; just
stay out of her way.
Could solutions to
our nation’s contagion lie
in the Supreme Court?
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