So many birds
With short songs
Lost in belief
That they belong
To a great debate
As they tweet away
Nonsense and nothing
Day by day.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:46 AM June 18, 2017
By Mid-Year
By mid year
Much of the world
Was in turmoil,
Abnormal was normal
And normal was suspect,
The Stockholm syndrome
Seemed mainstream,
Gender rejected
For a neutered mutant,
A wrong pronoun brought fines
Words could bring jail,
Violence and crime
Were downplayed,
Those recording,
Asking and questioning
Detained,
Is there any irony in the fact
That a country that once tried
To exterminate a race,
Was spearheading the overrun
Of countries by refugees
And questionable others.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:54 AM May 30, 2017
Eternal Moments
Not unlike that old flick
Lady and the Tramp,
A gorgeous lady
An everyday guy
Defied the laws
Of nature,
Flicked the switch
On gravity,
Danced the moon,
Swam the rainbows,
Surfed the Northern Lights,
And in those eternal moments
Oh how they loved,
Oh how they loved.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:23 AM May 15, 2017
Idiots And Cliffs
In our minds
Where we find solace
In the illusion,
Where moments
Etch to lifetimes
Without intrusion,
How in the hell
Did we end up
On the street
In the midst
Of a mindless
Blob of a mob,
Protesting whatever
The loudest idiot screams,
Driven towards the cliff
By unknown, unseen horsemen.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:48 AM May 13, 2017
Journalism 2017
What have you done
In the run
To the group,
That troupe
That sits in the shadows,
Spilling rumors and gossip
Into the street
To compete
With what’s really going on.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:30 AM May 9, 2017
Hanging In There
Dreaming of the future
Keeps yesterday
From in vain,
Thinking about tomorrow
Keeps today
In the game.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
4:40 AM April 29, 2017
I’d Tell You Why
If I could fly
I’d tell you why
I went
To the moon,
If I could lie
I’d tell you I
Would see you
Soon,
If I could cry
I’d tell you why
A flower blooms,
Yes, if I could fly
I’d tell you why
I went
To the moon.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “So Here We Are”http://www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:30 AM April 20, 2017
