The Grass stretches upwards

Spring Thaw    -  Photo by Jack Blueberry on Unsplash

The Grass blades are stretching upwards these past few days, trying in earnest to get closer to the sun's warmth.  

Spring training games in Florida and Arizona are about to usher in another season of baseball.

Baseball always seems to me to be the great equalizer. It should not go without notice that SAD (or seasonal adjustment disorder) coincides with the off season, and seems to vanish with the words, "Play ball!" 

The days get lighter and there is a bit more spring in everyone's step. 

Spring is a good time for poets to try and pull back a bit from the darker influence on their work. Okay, I didn't say stop altogether but let the green grass and the warmer days have a little more control and see where they take you. 

Right now, I don't need to tell you things are a mess in this country, and God knows we need a break from chaos, the uncertainty, the restart of job losses and inflation.  

I could tell you this was predictable, but oh well.  The voters have spoken, but we need to know that we don't have sit quietly through the dismantling of government and the American Democracy.  There are some things that require our attention and that includes the inhumanity of the administration.  The shredding of our constructional rights and responsibilities.

We cannot be dead to what is going on. We must be resolute and call out  Trump when he goes too far.