Thursday haiku

                                                     the kookaburras

                                                        laughing in wisteria tree

                                                            calm sunshiny morn 

Hope is a Constant

Did we float with this tide of fake news.......or did we swim against it

Did we hope for goodness

or did we manifest it by our own

ordinary acts of bravery

in standing still to abide

yet grew strong because

we dared stand still facing

whatever we had to face

Hope is ever a constant.....