Among us walk men
Of a most serious bent
Earthlings quite earnest.
Gregory Peck as Atticus Finch in To Kill a Mockingbird.
There also are those
With more frivolous outlooks
Inclined to amuse.
Jim Varney in his role as Ernest T. Bass in Ernest Saves Christmas.
Such as this Ernest.
Who contrary to his name
Was anything but.
Everyone come home;
Home to our sweet Mother Earth.
She craves attention.
She nurtures us all
Gives without thought for her self
As all mothers do.
Happy Earth Day. Do something nice for our mother today.
I. I’m good at that stuff
Marking time like a pro, so
Watch me do nothing.
II. Count on someone else
To worry with the schedule
I’ll be marking time.
III. Who might benefit
From time marked yet unwasted?
Lizards, cats, and me.
Peace, people!
I. Third World you might say,
Or developing country
Depends on viewpoint.
II. Looking at my world
With fresh eyes and open heart
What might our guests see?
III. Our ruins are fresh
Compared with Antigua’s own;
Centuries apart.
IV. Yet ruins abound
And for many life is hard.
Poverty lays claim.
V. Third World existence
Among First World convenience
Which is most honest?
Is it possible
That the birds of Antigua
Speak fluent Spanish?
Their songs hold a hint:
Trilling softly rolling rrr’s
And calling !aqui¡
One, I swear sings out
¡Buenos dias, mi hija!
Upon meeting me. 
Peace, People!
Twice have I drunk from
The fountain of youth’s waters.
How long must one wait?
Crow’s feet still add depth
To the corners of my eyes,
Fine lines mark my mouth.
Fountain of youth, oh
Where is thy miracle cure?
On sabbatical?
Where are the children
Dressed in Easter finery?
Babies grown and gone.
Once there were pretty
Baskets filled, overflowing
With colorful eggs
And sweet chocolate bunnies.
Now we enjoy brunch
With pitchers of mimosas
No children in sight.
No giggles, no smiles
Just videos across miles
Better than nothing,
But my poor heart
Aches with emptiness and love
Miss you, children.
Notice Jason’s mullet–he thought he needed the haircut to be a better wrestler. Ashley didn’t want anyone to see her snaggle-toothed smile, thus the firmly closed lips.
My beautiful almost grown up children during their year together as students at The University of Kansas. Now they’re both parents. Sigh.
Peace, People!
Open wide, don’t flinch
Now you’ll feel a little pinch
Then only numbness.
You call that a pinch?
Sonofabitch I’m wounded
Grievously woonthed.
Thit, now my tongue ith athleep.
Thit, thit, thit, thit, thit.
Here’s one of my all-time favorite episodes of the Carol Burnett show.
In response to The Daily Post’s prompt:
I. Do unto others
As you would have others do
Unto you my child.
“The Golden Rule” Norman Rockwell, 1942
II. Be kind, consider
Every living person
Equal unto you. 
III. Keep your heart open
To the possibilities
Your soul aware.
IV. Allow your self to
Love unconditionally
Live without regret.
Peace, People!
I. Sun sets over lake
Rousing chorusing begins
Syncopated frogs.
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II. Sing it again frog,
Your beautiful song of night.
Nature’s lullaby.
III. Thousands chirruping
Signal another day’s done
Melodic strains rise.
Praying for Eyebrowz 