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Saturday, January 11, 2025

The intruding world

The intruding world

Here comes another bill
For healthcare needs
Another shock
When after fears
Of losing leg
Became a scream
To wake up to the
Last of life
The last days
The last week's unsure
It's just today buster
It's just now
When all I want is silence
The silence of Ramana Maharshi
When these words written
Or spoken or thought
Fail to live the way I do
Inside

Barry G. Wick

Thursday, January 2, 2025

Grey Day

Grey Day


Sitting staring

The window spotted

A screen blotted here

This is a wait

For any change

In a darkened sky

Winters finger

In your eye


Barry G. Wick



Snow

Snow

Large flakes of snow
Fall on Iowa
These are reminders
Of the flakes of ash
That fell on Nagasaki
I feel their heat
As I wonder why
This comes to mind
Is it history
Or a forecast 
Of the fires to come

Barry G. Wick