I'll try not to rant

 I refuse to rant

and get on the internet for a good old moan,

or stay home

laminating the state of a crumbling world

as fresh rain masks the sun,

and liberty begins to drown a little more each day.


I won't waste my words on all the crooked politics

the holey roads, not the God-kind of holy,

the rip- off bloody supermarkets where wild dogs circle 

hunger flaming from red eyes.

in this wintery, nostril dripping weather that lurks outside my window,

as hope sleeps fitfully in my doorway.


I'll retire my TV to the dump,

it can live there with all the other breaking news woes,

while I unsubscribe from "headlines" and updates.

I refuse to rant and lament,

scroll and extoll about the coming doom

or hide inside my room...

while the world goes wild around me.


I'm going to the beach to sip a cup of ocean,

inhale the waves,

scroll the horizon for cloud updates 

as the autumn drizzle dampens my forehead,

old tears and sweat rolling down my cheeks and off my shoulders.

I thank God for the empty powdery vista hanging over the vast ocean

that I see, on the pathways from my home, 

as gulls and doves swoop through the trees.

Rants fail me,

and the road looks Holy,

as I walk the streets of  Paradise.




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