Telltale Tongue

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

When we stick out our tongues at someone who has angered us,
it is a sign that what we really feel is frustration or defiance or disgust.
When we have that exact reaction in a pleasant context, it is a demonstration that what we really feel is consolation or irony or just playful.

What matters most is what we intend to express. What is in the heart.
The tongue is a big red flag (pun intended) that we wag when we want to express something cutting or hurtful.
Then again, it is a soft and comforting tool when we want to speak soothingly to someone in pain or console someone’s exasperation.

Why the tongue so powerful?
This explanation will be shorter
than a Top 40 song from 1960s.

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Hands of time

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I see these once tanned hands.
Lots of wrinkly skin around the knuckles.
This means — must have been ready to bend into a new shape at the clinch of a fist.

Bubbl-icious

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

I confide it. Can’t hide it.
Ask me and I won’t have denied it.
There’s a certain something in your smile.

An ancient act of forgiveness

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

Many great stories have been told and written
which describe people of good moral character.

Some in the face of temptation
and others in the face of anger and death
are tested from the point of heartbreak  to the point of extinction.

If we as believers are called to be forgiving,
surely our actions will appear as defiant to some
because many of today’s “authoritarians”
do not understand the concept of forgiveness.

Can an argument over an interpretation be good cause to end a relationship?

The information age is dead – Long Live AI

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

We can read current headlines explaining artificial intelligence, AI, and its rapid rise to power. It is surpassing Human capacity for thinking, performing, and creating.

We appear to be adapting quite well as a frog in a cooking pot with the water temperature slowly rising to a boil.
We tell ourselves to adapt to

Summer trio

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

The ice is melting and the ground can be seen.
The rain washed away where the snowman has been.
Some of the sun’s rays warm the air,
but for now my teeth chatter: hhh click-click-click

The bad news

by Lawrence J. J. Leonard

What a great gathering this was to reminisce.
Everyone here missed the rush that was you.
So many feelings bubble up now.