Musing

 

 

If the door is open

And the door is ajar,

Then tell me how far is near

Before near is far?

 

It is a fair question

In the preceding verse,

Though it mightn’t seem so

Seeing it at first.

 

There is a thin line

Between near and far

And it may very well be so

When the door is ajar.

 

Tick-tock goes the clock

But I only hear tick,

Or, maybe it is tock I hear:

There must be a trick.

 

Outsmarted by a clock

From in nursery school

But now something tells me

I’m not the only fool.

 

Up is directional

And so too is down

So, if I am neither up nor down,

Then I must be around.

 

 

A circle has no centre

If I cannot see one

But if there was, tell me,

Where has it gone?

 

Has it disappeared

After causing the circle?

Maybe it was feeling lonely

Just like some people.

 

It’s naturally unnatural

Sounds really great

But what in tarnation "it" is?

What is "its" state?

 

  Natural yet unnatural

What can it be?

I haven’t the foggiest idea;

Show it to me.

 

 

Trump trumped Kamala

And now he is trumpeting,

That makes him a trumpeter:

His own trumpet blowing.

 

Some are nitpicking

And some are picnicking

Quite a few are panicking

And already itching.

 

She is a distant cousin

Yet she lives next door,

How that can be is my query;

Tell me some more.

 

I’m sure you’ve heard

Of cousins removed,

Nothing to do with proximity:

Just family approved.

 

If only Kamala had won

Trump would have been done

And America would get run

The way it was run.

 

 

That’s a one-sided view

If you are a Democrat

But expect faithful Republicans

To hit back.

 

If Trump had not won

America would have lost

Since under the Democrats’ reign

Was spiraling costs.

 

Two opposing views

I’m hearing here of late

Ever since the recent election

In the United States.

 

 

Uppity and Crotchety

Are Siamese twins

Having similar characteristics

As in kith and kin.

 

 

One is overbearing

The other underwhelming

And when they are together

It’s not entertaining.

 

Depressing more likely

And quite quarrelsome:

One has all of whatever there is

And the other has none.

 

My musing is over

Your abusing has begun,

If you have read this much

I have won.

 

Stewart Russell © November 9, 2024