A New Order

Today collects dust.

Like rain it fills cracks,

dilutes dreams.

All of the magical words 

disappear 

into a thick stream. 

A new conscious.

Yet nothing.. 

feels like tomorrow.

(c) 2024 Jan Darrow

Dear Readers,

I have wondered if I would ever say anything political on my blog - one I’ve devoted to poetry and fiction since 2017. But at this moment in time I am politically distracted.

I don't feel good about the direction the US is heading.

Freedom and respect for human rights are some of the things that make a democracy. If we lose them.. we will have lost everything.

Jan