Greet The New Year’s Baby

Let’s greet the babe on New Year’s eve

and pray he’s not like last years child.

The only goals he did achieve

made germs and nature too damned wild.

 

Let’s take this babe and be caring,

Let’s teach him what is right or wrong.

While coddling with our warmth sharing,

pray natures acts won’t get too strong.

 

 

 

Friday’s Senryu {At Day’s End}

Stay, in here and now!

The past is just history...

each day’s end is key.

 

New Year’s Bad Habits Cure

Bad habits that you try to cure

are like life’s changes you endure.

At first you cringe at the mere thought

‘till you find fear will conquer naught.

So solve them, or let them remain,

pray on your soul they’re but a stain.

Time will, with age, bad habits heal...

and shameful habits he’ll conceal.

 

New Year’s Resolutions

My usual resolutions,

like all I vowed in New Years past,

proved my habits have poor solutions

for those that I chose all  failed to last.

And I now find my aging mind

has affected my memory.

So I’m inclined those traits maligned

can fade and let my conscience be.

 

Friday’s Senryu {Deception}

Miscreants deceive,

and callous wiles oft achieve...

targets can but grieve.

 

Our Covid Christmas

Christmas is near, and cards to friends

renew our bonds prove warmth still blends.

If  kith and kin must stay at home,

our cards with love are to them flown.

 

 

Trump’s Modus Operandi

When The Don finds he’s in trouble,

he sues for a lot of money.

If they withdraw brags go viral...

a loss activates his fury.

 

The Stock Market 

Mammon guides its wavered course.

Greed vies to be its power source.

There egos ‘wry would woo the high

                             then doff and fly without remorse.

 

Friday’s Haiku {Problems} 

Time moves on...can’t wait

to solve what we meditate...

for most it’s too late.

 Season's Greetings

          Tis the season to remember

the kith and kin we hold so dear.

Keep in mind all the good times shared

will always in our hearts stay near.

For all of the fond memories

of yesterday or yesteryear,

we wish for them this season’s prayer,

“May God bequeath you peace and cheer.”

                                                        Jim Cox

                                                               Jim and Pat  Cox    

 

Each day the dawn and sunset vie

to stir those dreams you set awry.

‘Cause with the dawn a new lot’s cast 

and what’s on hold could vivify.

          From the Kindle book Rubai Gems by James E. Cox

 

Senryu {Importance}

Waste not one minute

searching through a pane opaque...

unless much at stake.

 Arizona Gerrymandering

The AZ gerrymandering

has made me an Independent.

O’er twenty years their foul machine

has lost my vote...I revolt vent.

Some say Dems, too, gerrymander...

I look to see who is the worst.

If votes are fair that Dems augur

and GOP is most accursed,

my votes for Dems will be disbursed.

 

 

December 7, 1941 

Though young, I still remember

how on that fateful day

the look of shock in mother’s eyes

said that our world had just turned gray.

 

Then came the deprivation...

rationing for our army’s needs.

The radio and the cinema

swelled our hearts with their brave deeds.

 

Resolve and toil helped win that war.

For eighty years our land stands free,

but those who bore that world war

showed moms who helped were key.

 

Perception

 That which we perceive

we tend to believe.

Yet shadows may weave

all we can perceive.

 From my book, As the Mood Prescribes. 

 

Physicist to Poet

As physicist, I did relent

when I retired I folded tent...

decided to leave that fab field,

and see what poet’s lives can yield.

I heard that poets don’t get rich

and oft to prose smart writers switch.

Twenty-seven hundred poems

published in my ten books of gems

never made me wealthy,

but readers keep my mind healthy.

Thousands at home and foreign bent

have never had to pay one cent...

because love shown when they return

prove for my poetry they yearn.

 

 

December 2021

It's not a meal in late November,

nor gifts exchanged each December.

It’s love that’s shared throughout the years

that we hold dear and remember.