Could it be
That an individual
Or a group who believes
That their religion or philosophy,
Or their interpretation of things,
Is the only path up the mountain,
Could it be
That they themselves
Have found the shortcut,
Are on the fast track to hell.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
6:30 AM January 31, 2015
The Beaver and
The Canada Goose
Stopped by,
Joined by the Loon
And the Moose
They all started
To cry,
After the episode
At Richmond Hill,
They realized
What we have all
Let happen.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
10:30 AM January 30, 2015
In the dark
Of the night
It was tongues
Lightly tracing ever
Widening concentric
Circles on naked skin,
Until,
And then,
It was being
Roused by rays
Of the rising sun
Gently retracing concentric
Tongue tracks on naked skin.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
5:00 AM January 29, 2015
After a day
Of web site hackers,
Government inspectors,
Printer drum crashes
And moldy crackers,
All one could say
Was,
Oh well,
I’m not in Syria,
Iraq or Ukraine,
The only refrain
Oh well.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
7:02 PM January 26, 2015
I don’t think Google
Was looking for giggles
When they flagged
But trying to reach
Someone there
For their reasons
Is like trying to find
A peanut playing in the Pacific,
I guess I’ll have to spend
My seasons on Explorer
And the coming
Windows 10.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:34 PM January 27, 2014
Watching the reflections
Of all of the revelations
Bouncing off the water,
The inclination is
To buy, barter, borrow
A bigger boat
And sail away,
But where to,
There are pirates
From Columbia to Somalia,
Rogue waves, hidden reefs
And dangers and all sorts
Of scary shit,
So for the time being
It’s save your money,
Stick with the O’Day 27,
Dance with the wind on the waves
Up and down Discovery Passage, all the channels
And inlets that millionaires come from
Miles away to play on,
Tack back and forth
Through the reflections
Of revelations bouncing off the water,
Smiling all the way.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:29 PM January 26, 2015
With an amazed look
Of utter disbelief
He said,
Let me get this straight,
There are leaders of major countries,
Commanders In Chief
Who believe the world is only
Six-thousand years old,
That Israel will fight
The Moslems in an
Inevitable Armageddon,
Once Israel controls
The Middle East
The Second Coming
Will arrive,
That’s right,
That’s crazy he said,
You’re right,
That’s crazy,
So crazy
No one will believe it.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
2:43 PM January 25, 2014
Perhaps it’s the melancholy
Of a youth that’s past
That blasts as hard as
The storm blowing,
Perhaps knowing
That one day we
All must give up
The mast,
And yet there is
A joy in remembering,
A smile breaking
Watching two
Young lovers
Slip into their cabin,
Seemingly unaware of the
Howling wind and the seagulls
Crying.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:25 PM January 23, 2015
We spoke about politics
And the way things
Are going,
How wealth is piling
Like a snowstorm blowing
At the feet of a few,
We spoke about governments
Their way of controlling,
We spoke about fears
With a sense of knowing
There’s little we can do.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
8:02 PM January 22, 2015
Some days on the dock
You are caught in the crossfires
Of dreams and thoughts
Of those dreaming of
A bigger boat.
Another boat,
Dreams and thoughts
Of heading into blue water,
Coming to terms
With the realization
They have to sell their boat,
Much like those searching
For their other half,
Going and coming
From bed to bed,
Filling the singles
Bars and places with
Crossfires.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
From “Coincidences” www.StrangersAndPoetry.com
12:49 PM January 21, 2015
