Invisible Noise

 This anxiety-

This PTSD-

Isn't weakness.

It's evidence.

Evidence of wars

We sent kids to fight.

Evidence of streets

We let fall apart.

Evidenceof a system

That profits

From survival mode.

We call them heroes

Then ignore

Their funerals.

We preach strength

But cut

The lifelines.

Tell people

To "man up,"

"pray harder,"

"work more,"

"stop complaining."

Meanwhile

The numbers climb-

Quietly.

Daily.

Predictably.

This isn't personal failure.

It's collective neglect.

And history

Will remember 

How comfortable

We were

Looking away. 

 I'm here. 

Hope ya'll are doing ok.

I have a new book out "Whispers within Pictures" under my name kristin n hurtig on amazon. It's a poetry book. Poems linked to a photograph taken by friends of mine, and myself. 

Go check it out, get your copy and get one for a loved one or friend. 

Life, Yesterday

 Today-

verses yesterday.

So many now

are dependent

on the modern

technologies –

And hung up on

the materialistic things.

 

Forgetting

the feel of iron

worn smooth

by calloused hands.

 

Forgetting

when work meant sweat,

not screens-

when engines coughed to life

instead of booting up.

 

Back then

things were fixed-

not replaced.

Neighbors helped-

not posted.

 

Yesterday was slower,

harder,

maybe even quieter-

but it was real.

 

But it meant something.

Things were built

to last.

People were, too.

 

Steel.

soil.

Photo Credit: Kristin Sue Photography

Only Red

 

Politicians speak-

But why are we listening

to the voices

that profit

from our division?

We echo. 

They draw lines

across maps,

Across screens,

Across us.

at They hand us labels

like weapons-

Race.

Party.

Gender.

Belief.

Orientation.

And we fire at each other

while they stand there untouched.

You say you love this country-

Then love the people in it.

All of them.

Not just the ones

who mirror you.

Because when the shouting stops,

when the cameras go dark,

when the speeches fade-

There are no sides.

There is only blood.

And it is red. 

I'm Back...

 Well, hello ya'll! It's been a quite some time since I wrote anything here. Life got busy, probably for you as well. But I am back and going to start using this platform again as well as my other writing platforms that I have started since. This post will just be just this, a "hey I am back" post! Hopefully you will frequent this page, and I will get new followers. 

I have been doing a lot of writing these last few years. I have been working and enjoying life with my wife. Life has been keeping me busy.