Fondue

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Ants clamber upon a

far flung crumb

they eat, they build,

nest and they mate

Begin again, and again

Some farm and nurture

The others, locust among

~ Of Visions and Dreams

Troubled, my soul
Seeking solace
Though page
And pen

Humanity in crisis
World powers stand firm
Rooted to the past
To hatred, greed, power…

END

Swirls of grey

Rise from the scorched earth

Wrapping themselves

Around me

In their ruthless

                     Embrace

Watching From The Window

Nimrud Ivory – Woman at the Window

Watching From The Window

Another Tornado Comes

Path of tornado through Baxter Springs, KS April 27, 2014

The wind swirled and raced
Black clouds filled the sky
Mother Nature threw a fit
Too many could only ask “Why”.

The Power of Words

What are words,

but bits of ink,

splattered on sheets of paper,

or clouds of smoke on a frosty morning,

from your mouth to a worthy listener!

What are words,

but decorative lines,

that make sense to you and me,

The End is Nigh

We’re

undone,

it’s begun.

The end is nigh

and there’s nowhere to run

or hide; we’re all going to die.

Chaos, madness as we stare at the sky,

stood asking why, wondering how it will occur.