Observation - April 6th, 2021, Tuesday

the sky grows lighter each second

a thin-blue trimmed in dusty-mauve and gray

 

hazy Helios rising, bright on the pastel horizon

looking down Thirty-fifth street

 

Mary’s golden-dome glowing, pale

yellow in the morning

 

on top of the hill

Observation - March 6th, 2021, Saturday

the sky is powder blue

the sun,

unnaturally bright

a silver disk of light

melting the scattered patches of

black crusted snow

 

there is a buzz in the air

and birdsong

the feeling of change

and joy at spring’s

early return

 

 

Observation - February 6th, 2021, Saturday

it is cold outside, but the sun is shining

the sky is striped, blue and white

 

the cold is coming

seeping through the windows

the winter sun’s light

bends through wavey glass

 

a frosting of snow clings to the maple tree

each flake a tiny prism, uniquely casting rays of light

 

and there is hope

in America today…there is hope

 

 

Observation - January 6th, 2021, Wednesday

it is cloudy in Minneapolis, a dismal-day in America

the capital is occupied by terrorists…insurrectionists

a coup de etat is being attempted in America

 

the radios ring out at the scene, shots have been fired

at the capital a woman rolls past a bank of news cameras

she is laying on a gurney, her face bloody

she is gravely injured

 

terrorists have occupied the floor of the House

the Senate chamber is under their control

 

Trump supporters

flying Trump flags

wearing Trump hats

 

like a bunch of brown shirts wearing their politics on their sleaves

these chickens coming home to roost, the mob is fighting the capital police

 

the ratification of the presidential election has been upended

the clock is ticking, congress has five days to complete their work