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Gene Garrett Poem
Spectacles
A blurry word is a pest,
a missed meaning a chore.
But lost specks are best,
when never found ever more.
And not spotted by my darling
perched up high in my mane
after an unrightously load roar
and a heaping pile of disdain.
Specs not found by my love
sitting atop my fuzzy head
is a gift from the heights above
That I pray for instead.
Copyright © Gene Garrett | Year Posted 2010
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Gene Garrett Poem
'Soldier's Cadence'
A father's pride, a mother's delight, life progresses
Elastic hugs, warming comfort, floating dark.
Dreamy days, muted sounds, soft caresses.
Pushing throbbing, urgent contracting, curious lights
Quickening beats, seeking release, shoving limbs
Resonant cries, hands grasping, wondrous sights
Holding arms, stroking hands, loving sighs
Caring bosom, tender embrace, comforting words
Always soft, ever near, sleepy lula-byes
School bells, teenage trials, boyhood done
Ball grounds, puppy love, evening gowns
Studies over, manhood near, an American son
Country calls, Army braid, bugle sounds
Barracks life, dusty trails, sweating strains
Parade grounds, graduation cheers, pride abounds.
Assignments given, War bound, stomach flutters
Nerves steeled, loved ones calmed, plane departs
Landing bounce, wings groan, prop shudders
Days blur, nights swelter, soldiers cope
Hellish sights, endless nights, chilling fear
Departure nears, date held dear, family's hope.
A rifle shot, a medic yells, a soldier falls.
Holding arms, hard embrace, fearfilled sighs.
Caring hands, calming voice, death calls.
Flag draped, uniform medaled, homeward bound.
Coffin lowers, salute rendered, flag offered
A mother's broken heart, a father's anguished sound.
Copyright © Gene Garrett | Year Posted 2010
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Gene Garrett Poem
Amidst the trials of history's flow,
Two leaders rise, with strength aglow,
Their nations' fate upon their back,
They stood, steadfast, with unwavering tact.
One, a name that echoes still,
FDR, the man with the iron will,
Through Great Depression and World War strife,
He led his nation, gave it life.
The other, a man of more recent days,
Joe Biden, with his own unique ways,
A steady hand in uncertain times,
A leader with heart, and with reason that chimes.
Like FDR, he bears a weighty load,
A pandemic, a nation, a world to uphold,
And through his actions, his words, his deeds,
He offers hope, and helps to meet our needs.
Though time may yet obscure their mark,
Both leaders share a vital spark,
A spirit of service, a drive to lead,
That sets them apart, in thought and deed.
So here's to FDR, and here's to Joe,
May their legacies forever glow,
For in their leadership, we see
The promise of what we can be.
Copyright © Gene Garrett | Year Posted 2023
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Gene Garrett Poem
Justice for George
We all saw the knee,
and Chauvin's disdain.
We all heard the plea,
yet there was no refrain.
Please help us un-see
what was seen by us all.
Give solace to his family,
And meaning to his fall.
Heal the countries heart,
and Lift the nation's pall.
With Justice for George,
it's the only righteous call.
By Gene Garrett
Copyright © Gene Garrett | Year Posted 2021
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Gene Garrett Poem
Question your beliefs, assumptions too,
Seeking reliable info that's true blue.
Analyze arguments, break them down,
Look for logic, don't let errors abound.
Different views, we're keen to explore,
Understanding others, we adore.
Evidence matters, it holds the key,
Separating fact from fantasy.
Reflect on thoughts, with an open mind,
Admitting when new truths as we find.
Changing perspectives, a better choice,
Letting reason speak with a clear voice.
Critical thinking, our trusted guide,
Lets us make choices, with wisdom beside.
Inquiring minds, we'll always be,
With critical thinking, we'll truly see.
Though it's just a rhyme, it's meant to convey,
The power of critical thinking every day.
So let's nurture these skills, both young and old,
And watch our minds grow, smart and bold.
Copyright © Gene Garrett | Year Posted 2023
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