My weekend treat for you is from my dear friend and multi-talented, multi-tasking, gorgeous, lovable, Minx Boren,  who has offered up a new poem. This one she sent to a certain presidential candidate of the youthful persuasion. Please enjoy. Thank you, Minx.

What matters now

in these dimmer days

when gloom and doom

conversations occupy the tables

in every corner of concern?

What counts now

when countless folk

feel harried and hungry

for the richness of more

fulfilling times

when gold stars of hope

are needed to illuminate

their heavens and give weight to

their wishes?

What matters and what counts

are the grit and gumption

to not give in to the sordid

storytellers of all day all night

not so newsworthy dramas

to not reward the greed and

fiscal cleverness that have left dirt

and disaster in their wake

to not succumb

to the sin of dismay

no matter the twists and tangles

of evidence hell bent on

constraining us

and detaining us from claiming

a bigger better brighter vision

for ourselves and our world.

What matters and what counts

are imagination and inspiration

a “Hail Yes!” attitude

and a roll up our sleeves movement

of such magnitude that the future

can hear us coming

with our heads held high

above the cloudy predictions

and our knap sacks filled with

our gumption and our grit

our gifts and our gratitudes -

the building blocks of new

cornerstones of possibility.

 ≈ from the heart, mind, and pen of Minx Boren

poet and author of Soul Notes,  Soul Notes Too, Ripe – A Collection of Passionate Poetry and Pears, and  Feeling My Way – 99 Poetic Journeys