Healthcare workers lead in a fight for those in need.

Against disease and when there’s grief, they provide guidance and relief.

Lives are what they save. Facing danger, they are brave.

For their work and their strength, they deserve more and thanks.

***

Mental Health Awareness Month (that would be May)

reminds me of this work I’m sharing today.

This poem Healthcare Workers is in Orangevale View

on page 3; here’s the link to its issue:

https://ovview.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/issue-9-vol-13-5.15.20-interactive.pdf .

Also in this issue is my other poem Mask;

it’s on page 2 (if you wondered or asked).

I’m including this other work in this post.

After this line, here it goes:

Wearing a mask in public

helps people to not become sick.

Many a person trust it.

Hopefully it’s a snug fit.

***

And I’ve recorded my readings of Healthcare Workers and Mask.

The links to both are here at last:

A sharpshooter holds on to a bullet journal.

She draws a heart on its cover, and that heart is purple.

The bullet journal’s pages have red ink that bleeds through.

While some may not spot her, she sees you.

***

This poem Sharpshooter is influenced by Memorial Day and Mother’s Day.

There is no better time to share it than today.

This work appeared in a Milpitas Post issue.

That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.

To post this on here now may feel slow and late,

but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.

At a pizza school, graduates toss their caps like they’re pizza dough

spinning into the sky.

Pizzas on their mind (that’s why).

There was only one topping, and that would be the tassel.

And they all catch their caps cuz pizza dough is fragile.

***

This poem At a Pizza School is in Orangevale View

on page 5; here’s the link to its issue:

https://www.ovview.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/06/Issue-11-VOL-15-FINAL.pdf .

A shorter version of this poem was in a Milpitas Post issue.

I extended that version (cuz its subject: I’m into).

A school for ventriloquists

should have no problem finding a guest speaker

for graduation.

***

“Cap & Gown” sounds like it could be

the name of a hip hop nerdcore music group,

with degrees in knowing and flowing…

***

These 2 poems Ventriloquists and Cap & Gown were in Milpitas Post issues.

That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.

To post them on here now may feel slow and late,

but I’d rather post them now than have to wait.

In its 5/26/23 issue, Orangevale View published my poem “Earrings”

on page 19. Here’s the link to the issue: https://www.ovview.com/wp-content/uploads/2023/06/Issue-10-VOL-16-5.26.2023.pdf .

While the original draft of Earrings appeared in this blog on 5/10/23,

OV View published a shorter version of it.

Both versions can be found in this website via the following link:

What if earrings gave their wearer the power to hear others’ thoughts?

A tiara that’s on top of a table

could mean that an evil wizard turned the princess into a table.

Especially after watching

animated Disney movies.

***

May 24 is International Tiara Day,

reminding me of this thought I’m sharing today.

This poem Tiara was in a Milpitas Post issue.

That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.

To post this on here now may feel slow and late,

but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.

Meetings that are virtual let us be interpersonal.

Distance can be hurdled; FaceTime is workable.

Tech like Zoom unites a social circle

(and also sounds faster than a turtle).

Connecting like a video journal,

they allow us to be seen, heard, verbal.

***

May 23 is World Turtle Day

which reminds me of this poem I’m sharing today.

This poem Virtual Meetings is in Orangevale View

on page 7; here’s the link to its issue:

https://ovview.com/wp-content/uploads/2020/05/issue10-vol-13-5.29-web.pdf .

It also got published by Southern Forest Arts

(at a time happening months before March)

for the 2020VISION exhibition.

Painted Tree Gallery: where it was within.

Also here’s a recording of my reading

of my work (that is Virtual Meetings):

On graduation day (happening in May), a grad wears a lei

(that’s strung like macrame)

under tasseled cap tossed up and away

while people say “yay” and even “hurray”!

***

This poem Graduation is in Orangevale View

on page 5; here’s the link to its issue:

Click to access issue-10-vol-12-final-5.24..pdf

What if the first limousine was really an attempt to time-travel?

Is that why it’s stretched forward and backward,

in an effort to visit the future and go back to the past?

Perhaps time spent inside the limo moves slower

(kind of like a time capsule) than time outside of it,

and so maybe that is why limousines tend to be used for special occasions

(making them feel more memorable, timeless).

***

This poem Limousine was in a Milpitas Post issue.

That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.

To post this on here now may feel slow and late,

but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.

The dental student accidentally

chipped some teeth;

the good news though is that this was just a drill

(involving fake teeth 🙂

***

This poem Dental Student was in a Milpitas Post issue.

That newspaper (years ago): what I was into.

To post this on here now may feel slow and late,

but I’d rather post it now than have to wait.