Stop. Listen. Talk.

the people who spend their time really communicating

are taking an important path towards eliminating hating

learning to have a successful conversation

is the way to reinvigorate a polarized nation

it’s important young and old listen to one another

instead of stepping on words disrespecting the other

for civility to return to our divided society

we need to call out destructive impropriety

It needs to stop

Everyone needs to listen

Then we can talk

Getting Real

our society has phonies to the left and right

truth is shunned and kept out of the limelight

getting real in these chaotic times is no easy task

everyone in the country is hiding behind a mask

deciding what is right or wrong is a real chore

it’s difficult to know who to abhor or adore

getting real is becoming harder every day

because people worry about what to say

it takes confidence and purpose to get real

sometimes it also takes nerves of steel

Tribute to George Carlin

the comedian who gave us the seven dirty words you can’t say on TV

was George Carlin, whose brutal honesty appealed to me

attacks by the FCC for use of expletives were thrown out of court

a victory for freedom of speech which the FCC tried to distort

while George is no longer on this earth his words are still alive

he made millions laugh about the absurdity of many things

yet there was a serious message to his acts that still clings

to our memories like fall leaves holding on until the last breeze

stubbornly clinging to his mastery of words and sly journalese

On Feeling Different

essay – 160 words

My earliest memories are of feeling different. An alien, an outsider, hiding my inner thoughts carefully so people couldn’t see the real me. So people wouldn’t know that my imagination was a wild beast with no rules.

From an early age, I learned not to outwardly stray from the path of normality laid down for me by my parents. I bowed to reality, but secretly set it aside to explore other worlds, to seek the mysteries of life, and to go where I didn’t think others would.

I still awkwardly navigate from fact to fiction when I write. The idea of other dimensions is real to me, because I’ve been to them many times in my history. Opening doors and stepping through is nothing new to someone who has felt different all their life.

I walk through the world with eyes wide open, hoping to fine other people like me. Seekers unafraid of mysteries and what their imagination can see.