it can only flourish with the coming of others from beyond,
their unknown and undiscovered brothers.
there is so much going on here
i would love to know his story
i hope that the next time i order from pizza house
he is my delivery guy standing there when i open the door.
“the salt of any interesting civilization is mixture.”
my brother, scott
who never stops raising money for research and awareness
in honor of my nephew, hazen, gone way too soon
so that others may stay.
thank you to his mackinac island dock porter brothers from so many years ago.
“say not in grief: “he is no more”, but live in thankfulness that he was.”
yes, that is
a cookie groundhog
with a chocolate chip face
popping out of a bagel hole
covered in cream cheese snow
sprinkled with smashed up wafer cookie dirt .
in honor of world poetry day (yesterday)
and groundhog day (in february)
and bread and peace. (everyday)
“peace goes into the making of a poem as flour goes into the making of bread.”
how excited was i
when i discovered
that my local mcdonald’s
chose to give me this special cup?!
what a statement this was
what a compliment
they must have been waiting
for just the right customer to come along
this lid was like a badge of honor
clearly written in two languages
for all the world to see
i carried it with pride
as i went to add my cream
and it was then
that i noticed
that it had come from
a huge sleeve of coffee cup lids
all carrying the exact same message.
in two languages.
“when you’re hot, you’re hot; when you’re not, you’re not.”