Monday, October 31, 2016

The Scene and Sounds of Fall

Fall color is fleeting. I took my morning walk and not only listened to the fall but observed its waning color. In my area, it’s just past peak. The late October winds and coming November chills have moved most leaves from tree to ground. The obstinate Oaks still hold many of their leaves. The maples, birches, and elms have given up their ghosts.

My listening to the encroaching fall is a transport to change. The stepping crunch on fallen leaves moves me to the memory of childhood piles of playful leaps, and the shuffled sound of crunching leaves reminds me of old and playful falls of the past.

My walk today was trumpeted by the honking sounds of northern geese leaving in formation heading south. It is a haunting call; perhaps even a clarion call of “come on, winter’s coming, leave now.”

I like walking and listening. It takes my mind off the political. I think I’ll walk a lot more in the next several days.

Friday, October 28, 2016

Pepper Mills of Truth

I had a vision in my dream
Or maybe it was just a thought,
But there I was upon a beam
Wondering if it could be caught.

As it was sent down to below
To anyone who hears the tunes.
The image was to teach and show
And not obscured by casting runes.

The message was a simple thing
There was no right, there is no wrong.
But listen to the sacred ring
To know that all is all a song.

Wednesday, October 26, 2016

Brittle Things

The brittle promise of some souls
Who seek the power to control
Must be exposed for hidden holes
And wells of greed both new and old.

Elections are the bane of time
For things are said to garner votes
And truth is kept in covered grime
And facts are lost in crumbled notes.

Where are the noble ones to serve
To be the greater-good for all?
We need the gift of grit and nerve
To stop the inner hateing wall.

Has our republic run its course
With nothing left but yells and shouts?
We need compassion to divorce
A Life of lies and clouded doubts.

Our difference is not our strength
It’s tolerance that makes us great.
Then liberty will have its length
And justice too will resonate.

Tuesday, October 25, 2016

Bureaucatric Bungling - again

Whoa! Government. Stop Defense Department! What you are doing is wrong. The Government, (Some idiot in the back office or some congressional committee, a collection of idiots, has suggested that military men and women who were promised a bonus if they re-upped for another tour in harm’s way, must give it back to Uncle Sam because they were not eligible.)

Come on Congress this is stupid. Give up a perk or pork for your district. Eliminate one flawed program, and there are many but fix this.

Not one military member should give back anything for the time served. If it was a mistake by the bureaucrats who run the wars, then the national debt should absorb the loss. It supposedly comes to a total of $20-million. Twenty-million. It’s nothing in the federal budget.

I can’t even believe this is an issue. And Washington, you’d better fix it before election day.

Friday, October 21, 2016

Autumn Grace

Autumn Times
© 2012 Rolland G. Smith

Who knows which leaf will leave its stem
When autumn breezes blow.
Do angels know or higher yet
When looking down below?

Fall winds are cool and gentle too
To brush the leaves off trees.
One here, two there, and then a group;
A sprinkling-floating spree.

Are leaves, like man, to pass when done
Or is there something more?
Or is there knowing ‘neath the bark
When they must seek the floor?

Within the glory of their green
There lies a splendor bright.
There’s crimson reds and mottled gold
It's all a magic sight.

But soon the colors fade to tan
And bark becomes the trees.
Their leafy flesh is gone for now,
But there is no unease.

The trees know more than man can think
And patience is their wait.
But man must reason to his core
And wonder ‘bout his fate.

Its true for man that past his flesh
There is a spirit soul
That lives forever-learning love
Despite each earthly role.

So when a leaf will leave its stem
As autumn breezes blow?
Do angels know or higher yet
When looking down below?

Thursday, October 20, 2016

The LAST Debate

The Debate!

The little piece of Democracy that is in me and in all citizens who make up our country was still weeping this morning because of Donald Trump. I tried to comfort her, but she wept the soft and salty tears of disappointment. “All losers accept the electorate vote,” she said. “It’s fundamental in the peaceful transition of power; it is our way.”

“I know,” I said, “but egos sustain themselves with bravado and arrogance.”

My little piece of Democracy embraced my heart and snuggled close. “Will it be alright?” “Yes!” I answered, “It will take awhile to put the pieces back together, but it will be alright.”

Tuesday, October 18, 2016

Never Before...

Never before have I seen so many opinionated commentaries without portfolio.
Never before have I seen to many negative and false statements from candidates for the highest office in our land.
Never before have I seen so much ignorance from the electorate.
Never before have I seen a willingness to give away our constitutional guarantees,
Never before have I seen a passion for violence.
Never before have I seen intelligent people ignoring the facts.
Never before have I seen party over principle. Well almost never.
Never before have I seen hatred and violence encouraged by a candidate.
Never before have I seen a demand for change, even though it’s suspect.
Never before have I seen a political system destruct before my eyes.

Never again do I want to see an election like this one.  
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