what a cold I caught!  I looked around me and everyone was weating a sweater, and poor sensitive me froze, not only at the theater, but all night long.  It has curbed my style for days.  

And when  we finally got to the beach, the current was too strong to really enjoy anything.  And after we made the mistake of wading in, I came out freezing again, with my cold firmly entrenched.  It was just about the sunset, and the beauty of the scene made me ignore the cold air.  So now I’m suffering.

But maybe, there is a positive direction to the world, just maybe there will be a change of direction in the middle east.  So here’s a more positive poem:

Bible Story

When they opened the door to the ark

the hatch unfolded to show blue sky

and then slowly we began to see ruins,

what was left of the world as we knew it.

The birds flew out before us, eager to grab

whatever might be edible, even if sea-soaked,

unaware of what might have been lost,

uncaring of what needed to be restored.

Beasts came next, many more

than had entered the ark, cautiously stepping

on wet unfamiliar ground, mistrustful

of what would hold them on the earth

and then we strode out, blinded by sun,

believing the world could be as it was

as we stepped over bodies, cities,

our own libraries, ignorant

of where to begin.