Friday, March 27, 2020

OCCASIONAL POEM

With so much out of reach
now, I reach for simplicity

Don't want to say any 
more than I need to 

Don't need to be Tolkien 
to imagine all is not lost

Now is not the time to weave 
a complicated plot

Now is the time to ration 
all the skillful means I've got 

Only the melody 
ought to get a solo 

Only a splash 
of Scotch for these rocks 

Only the sharp keys 
of small words to pick 

the padlocks 
on the big thoughts.