Prayer in the Supermarket

Lead me, Lord.
Lead me to food items on sale.
Lead me, Lord.
Lead me to what I can afford.
Amen.

Who Will Answer by Luis Eduardo Aute Gutierrez

 On a strange and distant hill

A young man's lying very still
His arms will never hold his child
Because a bullet running wild
Has cut him down

And now we cry, Dear God
Oh, why, oh, why
But who will answer

High upon a lonely ledge
A figure teeters near the edge
And jeering crowds collect below
To egg him on with, go, man, go
But who will ask what led him
To his private day of doom
And who will answer

Who Will Answer

Homebound: Day 31

 Looks like my health care gadgets are piling up. Guess I'd have to start saving for a motorized wheelchair. Whatever happened to aging like fine wine? Oh, well... I'll just keep on painting butterflies. Here's my Mexican bluewing on Indian snakeroot, one of my favorite butterflies. Enjoy winged creatures everyone!

The Sun Shines

The sun shines
The grass green
The birds back.

Tires changed
Car washed
Tank filled
But going nowhere
Not burning fuel
‘Til this war’s over.
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Homebound: Day 30

Homebound: Day 29

 Making do with limited resources...

Did you wish?

Did you wish that
Someone could’ve told you
That this day would come
When you’re hairless like a cat,
Or gnarled like an olive tree,
With gray eyebrows and extra hairs
Like those on your upper lip?

Or blind as a bat,
Or deaf as a doornail,
Or toothless as a bird,
Or boneless like chicken,
Or arthritic or wheelchair-bound,
Or dementic or missing an organ,
Or all of the above? Then…
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On Plastic and AI

Overreliance on plastic
Overreliance on AI
Microplastics. cognitive deskilling
What aren’t we learning yet?
Why are we so short-sighted?
When will the policies catch up?
Oops! Who’s been bought by the giants?
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Homebound: Day 26

 

Homebound: Day 24

 

Homebound: Day 23

 

Homebound: Day 22

The Marionettist

The Marionettes watch for
A pout, a frown, a scowl, a sneer,
A grimace, a grin, a smirk, a simper…
The Marionettes listen for
The breathing, the throat clearing,
The expletives, the sneezing, the coughing…
Of the self-proclaimed Marionettist,
Then move accordingly.
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Homebound: Day 16

 

For our Office Assistant

Homebound: Day 18

 

Last mucky days?

 The kids and I will surely miss the snow...

Snow, wind, sun...

When snow, wind and sun collide...

Elsewhere, wars rage on...

Homebound: Day 10

With eyebrow pencils and acrylic:

     

Homebound: Day 8