The boots sit patiently near the door
waiting for an opportunity to go outside.
Unlike a favorite pet, they do not need to go
but they do like exercise every now and then.
Brent
Just passing through
They have been seen at other times of the day
but usually, they just pass through in the early morning.
There could be three or four, or two, or maybe even one
like this morning, but that was unusual. Or was it?
He seemed older than his antlers suggested.
Big of frame and body, but small in the rack.
Many hunters would probably pass him up
in the hopes of bagging a bigger deer with more points.
Still, he lingered like the wary hunted ever vigilant.
He passed through our yard to the open lots and vanished in the woods.
Brent
Maybe
Imagine a world
where everyone cares for one another.
There would be war no more.
Protests would be unnecessary
and greed unheard of.
Maybe
Brent
Growing old gracefully
Sojourn Poetry
There are a few things I have learned
in my travels and as I have matured.
The more education and degrees I earned
the more I realized how little I really knew.
Lots of work experience in different fields
does not necessarily work in one’s favor.
There is value in growing up and staying in one community
for you shall know its history and people.
There is value in moving and migrating to other communities
for you shall experience a bigger world, its residents and culture.
What I have done is not as important as what I am doing,
and I am not as important as I think I am.
It is a very humble feeling to realize
humans are just a speck of sand in the grand scheme of the universe.
And yet, we each are a unique speck of sand
and we are all connected.
Brent