Everyone runs about today stating that their goal is to be happy, happy all the time.  So I pictured my life with myself simply being happy. Then I pictured my life with me working to achieve a meaningful purpose.  A purpose to change a small part of the world to make positive change.  Then I put down my dream of happiness and got busy working.

© words and photo by Dan DeMarle 2018

For those of us who care about such issues, we often talk about inadequate representation and about the lack of representation.  This has all been brought home to me, personally, due to the death of my Congress person, some weeks ago.  When I say, I need to call my Senators and Congressperson about the latest injustice. I step back and say, oh right, I don’t currently have a congressperson.  I have no current voice in the House of Representatives, at  a time that it seems I need that person the most.  Let me tell you, it sucks!

 

© words by Daniel DeMarle 2018

 

Hoory Hooray

The blue is the sky.

As I wake up and stretch my arms

and say that I love you.

 

The green is the grass.

That i run through with my toes

chasing the flutter byes

as they flutter by and land upon your nose

 

The pink is in my tongue

that goes round and round inside my mouth

as I try to spell mississippi

while standing on my head

 

Yelllow is in the sunlight

shining in your eyes

as you sit and laugh as I run about

flapping my hands and trying to fly.

 

Black is the night

You tuck me in and say goodnight

and before you leave, before the day ends

You turn and say “I love you”

 

© by Daniel DeMarle 4/26/2012

Everyone was so concerned about the need to build a wall to stop the bad people from entering our country. They were going to do horrible things. Things like tearing babies away from breast feeding moms, and tearing kids away from their parents and throwing them in what look like dog cages in huge empty Walmart stores. Wait… Hey…Wait a minute.

The house stood for a long time.

Till the dawn smelled of smoke.

Now an empty lot, where once a house.

Those walls,

now gone.

Oh fire, you whimsical and mercurial being,

we think we control you,

like we think we control our lives.

We turn on the stove and feel, safe.

But you,

you mischievous Pan,

you lie waiting, waiting,

for just the right spark.

 

© by Dan DeMarle 2009

For a political party that has for decades claimed to be the party of family values and has fought endlessly to protect the right of unborn children, their complete capitulation to the fact that their leader is now separating  infants, babies, children, and teens from their parents is simply breathtaking. The apparent silence and capitulation of the religious right to these same policies, the past defenders of marriage and of family values, would apparently, in their own words, mean that they are all going to hell.  The people who have argued that a marriage is between a man and women, seem to have no problem tearing families apart and tearing infants from their parents.  Anyone who can still believe a word these people say must be smoking something very powerful.

© words by Dan DeMarle 2018

There is a tremendous amount of time spent wondering and questioning things such as how the hell can they honestly believe that or him or this.

There is not nearly enough a time spent asking “What do I believe?”

© words by Dan DeMarle 2018