Tuesday, November 25, 2025

“Daily Stewing”

Tuesday, November 25, 2025--Poetry Day 25

Delicate Arch, a place for stewing and contemplation

“Daily Stewing”

It seems that lately I am stewing daily
over things that shouldn’t be in the soup.
Watching the news frosts me,

turns my heart cold at mankind,
frustrates me to no end.
Seldom are there any positives

that rise to the surface of news.
If so, they are buried back on C1
and even further back

or not mentioned it at all.
And then the people on roads
seem to disregard every rule,

cross the big white lines
to get in out of the HOV lane
without batting an eye,

play on their phones at stop lights
and often need to be reminded
by a few horn honks to move forward,

or people who just roll through
the crosswalk when the kids are in it.
And then the leaves that just float

to the ground, pile up
on the lawn and sidewalks.
I can sweep them off one day,

and they are back again the next day
like people who still come
to the party without invitations.

Stewing about all these things
brings about the froth on life’s edges,
and I think perhaps I should avoid

thinking about any of it, maybe
mind my own business and eating
a few more pieces of red licorice.

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