A Question of Kindness

Are we kind by design –
And does it lessen with
Time?

Or do we find it tested
When we’re on the run –
Fine-tuned
Under the baking sun?
Will our selfishness be bested?

It was suggested –
Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.
Is it really our vanity that fuels what we do?
Is altruism even true?

What is the meaning of kindness?

Is it clarity or blindness?

Define human kindness –
Are we the center of the universe?

It should be simple
But I have so many questions
of kindness,

Though mostly I have a question of myself –
Why do I need to even think about this?

– Written for Ronovan Writes. A Thursday reflection on kindness. March 28, 2019.

 

Long Hidden Until at Last

the setting sun gives life to shadows cast
from secret places
creeping forth from the past
the setting sun gives life to shadows cast
darkness comes revealing fast
heads hung low with hands on faces
the setting sun gives life to shadows cast
from secret places

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“Night Shadows” an etching by Edward Hopper, 1921

– This is a Triolet poem. Photo from The Metropolitan Museum of Art.

Her Ship

The sky beyond her window sill
is still
and trees deny the wind
their bend.

She waits again this morning,
feeling forlorn and

holds her
breath to steady her gaze
as she tries to see
through thickening haze.

With sight focused upon the horizon,
she wonders if the next wave will give rise
to the vessel she is sure to recognize.

She believes
the sea
will deliver
her

the day when
her ship comes in.

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Cape Cod Morning by Edward Hopper. Oil on canvas, 1950.

– This is an Ekphrastic poem. It was inspired by Edward Hopper’s painting ‘Cape Cod Morning’.

Fragments of Childhood (Vol. I) 2018

I have a couple of poems published on Scribe Base. I don’t see a way to re-blog so I am putting the link here.

I am grateful to be included in Fragments of Childhood (Vol. I) 2018.

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