Today Yolonda declined
a rejoin invite from ladies of the day,
because the absurd notice said,
“and no damn masks” is as close
to a dis as she is willing to concede.
My writer’s guild also discussed
timing and protocols for safe rejoins
at face-to-face meetings after
we’ve all had our shots. It’s complicated.
But no one even mentioned wearing masks.
Look both ways for both wise choices and illogical tropes.
Mind the gaps as the CDC warns of yet to come.
Small Heart; Big Deal
Sometimes, size matters. It seems sensible,
big things are to do big jobs. But not always.
Our most important parts are brains, hearts, lungs, livers, and stomachs.
In that order. Everything matters but size.
The most impressive of these is the heart.
Small, weighing less than a pound, it does gargantuan work.
Pounding up to 25 quarts of blood each minute every day at 70 beats a minute,
one-hundred thousand times per day. Three billion in a lifetime.
The size of my fist, our hearts, yours, and mine,
have been heralded through history, physically and emotionally.
Look both ways in chambers and valves.
Feel and hear as the beat goes on. Mind the gaps on the EKG.
Sounds, like blessed drops
falling as heavenly clouds
grace Earth and bless my ear.
Rhythm now a bit more than
gentle drops of above
playing ecosystem tunes
– distant thunder.
Doves silent in trees, other birds
sit quietly in Mother’s shower
(they’ll return),
The sounds of tires rolling wet
on water, splashing in puddles,
trailing droplet ghosts,
and pleasing me.
Look both ways in rain or sun.
Mind the gaps but enjoy spaces between drops.
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