December 8,  2021

GLASS

 
Does everyone see
as if through glass?
 
Rose colored glasses
or stained-glass windows?
 
Dark sunglasses
or clean, clear glass windows?
 
Do we know we all
see so differently?
 
Do we consciously and
unconsciously filter out?
 
In death or hurt does the glass 
break and we’re no longer blind?
 

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021

December   8,  2021 

Thought for the Day

 

“If poetry breaks its covenant with truth and justice, it has failed.”

 

Seamus Heaney,  

The Sunday Tribune, 

April 7, 1996

 December 7, 2021

December 7, 2021

PEARL  HARBOR

 
It got us killing too.
That’s what happens
when we fight back.
 
So we know that’s
the reality  behind
war and retaliation.
 
Is that the secret
in pacifism – in
peace making?
 
Is that what we
have to do next time –
to save our lives?

 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021

 December 6, 2021

THE BLIND SEE 

The blind see
when they close their eyes –
when they sing their love songs –
when they remember those they love –
when they disappear from each other –
when they slip into the night –
when they let go of another day –
when the world keeps spinning away –
when the blues of night – disappear –
when the red of morning reappears. 

© Andy Costello, Reflections 2021

December   7,  2021

 

Thought for the Day

 

“One filled with joy preaches without preaching."

 

Mother Teresa

December 5, 2021

 

HURT

We can all sing that song ….
We can all feel those cuts ….

 
Hurt – hurting ourselves
or hurting others.  Oooooh!
 
When we discover what we thought
was gold ended up being simply dirt.
 
Hurt – a crown of thorns –
a nailing to a cross.  Oooooh!
 
We can’t go through life
without the hammer called “hurt”!

 

 © Andy Costello, Reflections 2021

December   6,  2021

 

Thought for the Day

 

“I don’t ask for the meaning of the song of a bird or the rising of the sun on a misty morning.  There they are, and they are beautiful.”

 

Pete  Hamill

in Esquire