Now will the science deniers Deny the power of nature With the mile wide tornado That destroyed huge chunks Of Oklahoma And killed children in school and Folks in their homes and workplaces How many unbelievable weather disasters Will it take for
7-ish percent officially 15-20 percent really On the street and underpasses and fading It wakes you up with a stormy stomach Roiling all your insides Before it even gets to your mind And then the mind goes wild I got nothin’,
I worry That your worry now in this difficlt time Blinds you to the beauty God gave us and put all around us It is springtime The best time to be alive The dogwoods, pear trees and The iconic cherry blossoms Call
Thinking of home as I think of you Remembering those “long” trips into Arkansas when we were just Sposed to be ridin’ around in Malden on 22 cents a gallon gas All those small town adventures and Pretty girls who
We talked across the table About the Mississippi River and its Delta And barbecue and what we’ve done with Our lives so long and so far from That Mississippi and the lands that Drained its rain runoff into it And
Waking here in this gentle place Made even more gentle by soft rain, Soft spring rain that slows everything Everything except the busy mockingbirds Their songs beautiful in the rain but Oh so serious to them as they claim Their
Sunday morning in springtime at The Beach Is there any better time At any better place Listening to my mockingbird friend So anxious to find a mate To bring to his turf to make babies with. There is no air cleaner
What is Newtown to you? A place on a map? A quiet little New England town? Or is it the place where our obsessions With guns manifested itself? Do you think about the 26 innocents killed there Because you and your
There are things you believe in your heart Even your soul Not just your intellect or mind They connect us as nothing else can We call them values and for some They animate action Override fear Transcend differences and the Other And
There’s a huge, deep holler Now between the rich and the rest of us You know a holler – biggest ever Place between mountains of wealth And mountains of suffering and poverty More of us becoming the stealth Poor. We
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