The best antidote to the anxieties and disasters of life is laughter,
and this children seem to understand as soon as they are born.
Iona and Peter Opie: I Saw Esau
It is close to the end of November.
And despite the fact that our beloved Obamas will leave
The White House in January, I am joyful in the fact that locally,
Tallahassee progressive people whose careers our family are
fortunate to know up close, are now newly-minted elected leaders.
It’s not easy serving a community 24/7 but I know they are
enthusiastic about their tasks & will be a boost to community
Local, local, local is the way to build up community.
Isn’t this how President Obama & Michelle Obama
first stepped out?
Since all of these local leaders worked vigorously with our
area’s children before finding elective office, it’s exciting for
our area’s young adults who knew them in their child years, to
be hopeful that you can Grow the Good.
I was asked by a poetry pal, Michelle, creator of the nourishing blog,
Today’s Little Ditty,
to post my written response, remembering a place of solace.
I am thankful to my parents for much, but especially for the ways
they helped me appreciate the gifts of nature, such as the shore.
Walking the edge
by J.G. Annino
at the lapping Gulf
on a melon curve of sand,
sandpipers escape curls of water.
I stop to receive a wave,
be a slow sea snail.
A ripple washes salted wrack ashore,
taps my ankle bone
lays a green ribbon down.
On a sieve of Sarasota sand
to fish from shore
to read in a curve of sand.
I toyed with the playground,
ate from the hot dog pavilion,
tossed bread to gulls,
sought digging children,
did not listen to the water song.
This day I breathe the sea rhyme,
see it swipe a shelf of sand,
feel it dissolve trouble from the day,