Observation - May 5th, 2020, Tuesday

It is a bright morning

There is a plane flying overhead, though the city is quiet

There is a robin chirping in the tree outside my window

My lady is working at loom, weaving on a hoop

Kitty is begging for butter

Seventy thousand Americans will have died

From complications due to COVID-19

By the end of today

The news is increasingly grim

There are politicians telling us to prepare

Be ready to lose more

Americans must be ready to sacrifice

Like they did in World War II

This time we march into the jaws of a faceless beast

To feed an economy, that is hungry for our lives

As valuable as kibble, scattered on the floor

Observation - May 3rd, 2018, Thursday

Observation

Spring came and it is warm in the house

The hum of the fan mutes the sound of the TV

Of traffic, of Kitty purring, of my lady sleeping

Breathing, in the early morning, minutes from rising

The dark is just beginning to break outside the window

The faintest blue line is stretching across the horizon

Tree bud are popping, the Earth is respiring

Beneath a soft blanket of dew