When you have conquered the fear
of what lies within,
it will be time for an election,
once again.
In spite of what Trump tries to do,
the future of this Nation,
now rests with you.

A long time ago,
in a place far away,
where the children could run
and join others to play,
being close to one another,
not staying six feet away;
playing games or completing a task,
without any worry of wearing a mask

I am writing these words
without rhyme or reason,
for I am a frustrated artist,
as some people might say
but that is not as simple
or difficult to be.
Have I a skill?
Only you can judge,
for I write out these words,
with nothing in mind and
my thought are a flow,
like many times before.
Why is it something I do?
Just to skip a bit as I must;
There is no free lunch and
there never will be. Stay
safe, is what I say now.
Be good to each other
during this short short life.

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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Ancient sun daggers will not hurt you, but they may tell you the time.  A sun dagger is a dagger-shaped gap in a shadow created by sunlight streaming through a crevice in a nearby rock. Starting over a thousand year ago, native people of the American southwest carved spiral petroglyphs into rocks that became illuminated by sun daggers in different ways as the Sun shifts in the sky. A type of sundial, where the end of the sundagger points in the spiral at high noon (for example) indicates a time of year, possibly illuminating a solstice or equinox.  Sun daggers are thought to have been used by Sun Priests during lone vigils with prayers and offerings.  Of the few known, the featured video discusses the historic Picture Rocks Sun Dagger near Tucson, Arizona, USA, likely created by a Hohokam Sun Priest around 1000 AD. 

Video by Brad Schaefer Music & License: AwakeningWojciech UsarewiczLone Tree Music

I am all for love and affection.
Hard to do with a Co-vid 19 infection.
Please wear a mask when going out.
Avoid the crowded venues, all about.
Stay safe as you can and please
avoid contacts with others you see.

"Extend the election" you do say.
Why not pack your bags; Go away!
Write when you do find new work,
You pompous ass; You big jerk.

My wife has Dementia.
She handles it well.
Not sure of her process
in her own private Hell.

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NASA Astronomy Picture of the Day:

Distorted galaxy NGC 2442 can be found in the southern constellation of the flying fish, (Piscis) Volans. Located about 50 million light-years away, the galaxy's two spiral arms extending from a pronounced central bar have a hook-like appearance in wide-field images. But this mosaicked close-up, constructed from Hubble Space Telescope and European Southern Observatory data, follows the galaxy's structure in amazing detail. Obscuring dust lanes, young blue star clusters and reddish star forming regions surround a core of yellowish light from an older population of stars. The sharp image data also reveal more distant background galaxies seen right through NGC 2442's star clusters and nebulae. The image spans about 75,000 light-years at the estimated distance of NGC 2442.

Photo by Robert Gendler

Run for cover,
try to hide,
the dreadful demon
is by your side.
The virus is coming
while you won't decide
to have a Plan,
for this evil ride.

Hey there, Donald Trump, Mr. President Man,
You still haven't made a virus plan.
Remember your words? What did you mean
When you said it will be gone by April 15?

I love to see your smiling face.
I would love to have an embrace,
But those times are gone. Gone away
And may not return for many a day.
I miss the joy, in your eyes,
But not the sound of your Goodbyes.

The times were good.
The times were bad.
The times were happy.
The times were sad.
The times, now today
The worst we've had.

Can you miss something
more than you can say?
Do you need it now
or can you wait 'til the day
you can afford to pay cash
for and then drive it away?

I await the dawning of the morning Sun,
For today's many events, yet to come.
Of things I now do see
Are complicated due to your infamy.
There is a law, as you say,
Keeping citizens from commenting on your foray.
Why not disappear and just go away.

The pungent scent
of ash laden rain,
brings forth memories;
forest fires, once again.

I see the scissors
in front of thee,
yet you ask
for them incessantly.
I try to tell you
where they are,
while you grab items
both near and far.
"Are these them?"
is what you ask.
Now I understand
you know not too
what objects are
in front of you.

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