call from Mother Earth the other day...
hello,
“yea, this is Mother Earth”
wow, what can I do for you?
“well, I’ve been noticing that some of your poems are about me”
that’s true, are you happy about that?
“so far, however, could you ask the people to not use so much water?
there is going to be a little bit less in your area this year”
what’s the problem, I ask?
“well, she said, I decided to not send in the monsoons this year and appears to have been a mistake”
so that was you?
“yes it was, and I’m a bit sorry.  it’s going to cause a bit of a light winter as well I think”
is there anything we can do?
“just use a bit less water for a while”
and she was gone...or I woke up, not entirely sure

Brian Hill - 2020 # 243

fade into the familiar
talk like it never happened
act as if you can
speak out in favor
never look back into the yesterday
look forward to the next passage of time
be welcome of what is yet
do not be afraid of transformation

Brian Hill - 2020 # 242

the singer should have warned us about his out of tune song
it was so undeserving of our live ears
the melody was unpleasant and the tune horrific
how could there be devotees to such bad talent
it just shows you that some ears are deaf...

Brian Hill - 2020 # 241

when the moon is full and very, very bright
you have to look twice and respect the sight
it's been coming around, since the start of it all
when it's at it best, it appears like a ball
that ball is bright if the clouds are just right
shining in the new day as it completes its night's flight

Brian Hill - 2020 # 240

awaken all people and try, try, try
if it can't be done should we all just die
that's not the conclusion we're all searching for
at least if we try, we might find the door
get up off your but and learn all the facts
the country’s gone crazy by the way we all act
let's see things, with respect, and love our fellow man
before it's too late and we lose the whole plan

Brian Hill - 2020 # 238

old impressions surrounded by miles of unused thoughts
rushing here and there, bouncing about to be first
first to survive the leap from conscious awareness to the written word
this effort does not come without struggle
it does not come without deep mental cleansing
at this time in life, thoughts are no longer old
they have played out and welcomed in fresh thinkings

Brian Hill - 2020 # 237

nothing has illuminated my thoughts
it’s as if my brain was taken over by bots
the more I thought the less I thunk
I decided to write and it turned out this junk

Brian Hill - 2020 # 236