painting by Susan Brassi, borrowed from fineartamerica.com
Today
“There’s a party going on right here, a
celebration to last throughout the year.”
--Kool and the Gang.
On the cusp
of the second week in October,
celebrate 10/11, for it is a day
the Lord has made, or not,
as Autumn creeps along the
crisp edges, and the cold sun reigns
over the final few lingering moments
of yet another Northwest
Indian Summer.
At my age, already in the winter
of my life, I’m just happy to celebrate
the distinct privilege of participating in another
day period--as lovely Michelle Obama reminds us
that this is the International Day of the Girl Child,
as does the Donald amid his arrogance
and vulgarity, while he also is
celebrating the birthday of his
father, Fred, who certainly must
be so very proud of his boy from
on high, or perhaps low. CNN informs
us that also on this day the Senate
joined the House in approving military
might against Iraq, and hell, here we
are 14 years later just tickled to
death about how all that turned out,
right?
Celebrities dress up any celebration;
Eleanor Roosevelt was born on this date.
I wonder how our 39th First Lady
would feel about Hillary?
Actor Ron Liebman’s birthday is shared
with fellow actors David Morse & Joan Cusack--
this is counterpointed by
Chico Marx.
Redd Foxx &
Jean Cocteau,
who all passed away on this day.
Today, I have decided, will be an excellent day as the
blue skies and October sun beckon me to grab my
camera and roam about seeking fresh images, even
though I will still be 72, overweight & short of breath,
and overwrought by the incessant political yammering,
but
Every heartbeat is
a tiny victory, and every
breath celebration.
breath celebration.
Glenn Buttkus
Posted over at dVerse Poets Pub
Oh, Glenn. That haiku. THANK YOU.
ReplyDeleteAlso love:
"as Autumn creeps along the
crisp edges"
I do love this... sometimes we just need to celebrate the being of us... I almost expected you find all the possible reason, but sometimes we should celebrate existence...sustenance.
ReplyDeleteYes, every heartbeat and every breath we draw is worthy of a celebration! Good on you, Glenn!
ReplyDeleteI feel like dancing!
ReplyDeleteA very nice read Glenn!
Cheers,
Mark
Incredible senryu at the end of this dancing and prancing poem. Celebrating yourself - an amazing person indeed. 70 is the new 50. And you prove it with your old-young wisdom. Continue to celebrate you with every ounce of your being.
ReplyDeleteThe haiku especially swept me off my feet!! 💖 Such a whirlwind of emotion, your poem 💖
ReplyDeleteNot the winter of your life yet Glenn with your gift of words specially that last 3 lines ~ So many things to be thankful for, thanks for the reminder ~
ReplyDeleteSuch a flow to this...the poetic and then the political and then pondering and then the POW.
ReplyDeleteA poetic opening stanza, a pinch of cynicism and a crowning haiku, Glenn!
ReplyDeleteEvery heartbeat is
ReplyDeletea tiny victory, and every
breath celebration---absolute!!
Loved the poem for its true spirit!
Love the subtle (or not so subtle) sarcasm sprinkled throughout...and then a wonderful haiku to switch the mood to positive at the end.
ReplyDeleteAbsolutely brilliant.
ReplyDeleteI love this, Glenn. It's a perspective that is absolutely real and necessary in these days.
ReplyDeleteFantastic work and perspective... incorporating current events, past political figures and a wonderful haiku in one fell swoop. Excellent!
ReplyDeleteEvery heartbeat is
ReplyDeletea tiny victory, and every
breath celebration.
Also 72, but underweight and can't gain. Is there no balance in this life? Certainly not in the world of politics. :0)
A balance of wisdom, opinion (shared), reflection and appreciation for life and it all fits together so seamlessly. Loved it.
ReplyDeleteEvery breath is indeed celebration, despite all the disturbances wracking our world. I do enjoy your thoughts on life, both personal and external.
ReplyDeleteAlways wise words from you, Glenn! That in itself is something to celebrate!
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