Just some random thoughts!

This poem was based on the political uprising of Barack Obama. It is a reflection of what I saw in his movement, felt in his speeches, and hoped for with his election as President of the United States of America.

Our founding fathers left no stone unturned to frame our constitution that continues to stand as a beacon in good times and bad.

Your sweet touch…

There is a scene between Arwen and Elrond in Return of the King where she is asking him to tell her what he saw in her future. He tells her that he sees sorrow and death. As he unfolds to her his vision, the scene shifts to a possible future of hers where she is seen meandering through a dreary wood. She approaches a great bier and on it a marble coffin wherein lies the dead king. The sunset goes down behind her. That is the inspiration for this poem.

A poem about changing from a child to a man.

Remembering other times – wistfully.

Dealing with the current political focus on the celebration (or non-celebration) of Christmas.

Pleasant summer days of yesterday, today and tomorrow.

Why is the past always better?