WILL WE EXPERIENCE WORLD WAR III?

Will we see WORLD WAR III.

Wasn’t Obama the questionable recipient of the Nobel Peace Prize shortly after inauguration, having done nothing for peace but to talk about negotiation and discussion being the preferred means by which to end the greatest and deepest conflicts. Well he didn’t close down Guantanamo Bay detention camp. And he did authorize the bullets that took down Saddam Hussein. Now, Britain and USA are in geographical and philosophical positions at Syria’s doorstep to launch an attack, ostensibly to punish Bashar Hafez al-Assad for using chemical attacks on innocents in his own country. UN inspectors have been allowed to conduct an investigation but it has not been completed. The UN wants more time.

YOUNG THEN OLD

Young Then Old

by RON UNRUH, © 2013

Slow to wake, frisky in bed,

in bed slumber waited its turn.

Swift to bed, eager to read,

in bed frolic forfeits its turn.

Turns settled by one individual

once ageless, then antique

can’t help what is happening.

Same individual nonetheless loving,

drives throttled down over time.

Identical person at stages in time,

Living choices affected by life,

Uneasily coping with life’s limitations,

Settling for what time controls.

What’s done is done, what’s ahead, who knows.

Then old men dream dreams

and young men see visions,

so the statement goes.

Once merely verse, seen now as prophetic

The older one now fully knows.

ONE GREAT SUMMER OVER

ONE GREAT SUMMER OVER

BY RON UNRUH, © 2013

Unusual summer for this coast

atypical heat and thirsty soil.

Rain gear stored, we don’t complain

We rather sear and boil.

Forecasted rain is on its way

Damp and melancholy skies return

Donning macs and umbrellas

Dry our somber concern.

Winter months are sodden snowless

Incessant rains beat unending song

darkness staged with supper hour

black mornings for too long.

In cyclical rhythm seasons pass

From dormant seeds new vegetation

Everywhere the sounds of springtime

Vibrant celebration.

poem - PRIVATE CELEBRATION

PRIVATE CELEBRATION

by Ron Unruh © 2013

A morning drive

top down and airy

we both love sunshine.

Off we go

across Golden Ears Bridge passed eagles

to lakes unseen til now

walking beaches with sandled feet

along paths where bear warnings turn us back.

We pause at Stave Lake power house

watching water convert to power

for homes we pass as we drive back

at last to dine atop

the Boathouse on the ocean shore

until the sun has set and sleep comes later

closing the day that marked

our 46^th anniversary. 

BACKGROUND: Christine and I celebrated our 46^th Wedding Anniversary by driving the MX4 Miata top down in the sun across Golden Ears Bridge to Dewdney Trunk Rd where we visited Whonnock Lake and the Stave Falls Dam and Power Plant and came home via Mission Bridge thru Fort Langley, and then to an evening roof top dinner at the Boathouse Restaurant in White Rock.

anniversary poem: FORTY-SIX YEARS AND COUNTING

FORTY-SIX YEARS AND COUNTING 

Under an arbor we once stood with roses
Hanging overhead, her arm through mine, smiling
As cameras clicked to lock in time our poses,
On the day we said we do.

I bring morning coffee as she lies dreaming.
I turn to leave as she wakes with smiling eyes,
These forty-six years later she’s still beaming
Looking forward to our day.

Under an arbor we stand in warm embrace,
So much that’s different, so much that’s the same.
I see without effort the love in her face,
Both consider ourselves blessed.

By Ron Unruh, August 12, 2013, © 2013