by Alicia Beckwith


Sitting here waiting for smugness

to switch to business

is trying my patience!

Blueness to blackness

grayness right on to

why, to business!

Laws upon endless laws

regulations with and without flaws.

Wrenches in the pocket

Brought front to docket.

Questions and answers?

Answers to questions?

Statements and suggestions?

Suggestions right back to questions!

Circular reasoning

Is so unseasoning

In this mode of long term care

where it truly is a DARE

to give love and care.





“Hi!, How are you”, you ask.

But you don’t wait for an answer

as you rush through your agenda

pat me on the back then rush away.

“How are you?”

You really want to know?

I doubt it – it’s just a button you push

when you don’t know what else to say.

Sales clerks, car salesmen and, well everyone ask this question.

Most without a hesitation of politeness.

Most everyone continues to talk right after asking.

Why do we do this?

Why are we so artificial, not really caring

to talk to the other person for just a real minute?

Why don’t we care anymore?

Don’t we have feelings anymore?

Can’t we stop to really talk?

Really listen, and then speak –

Let them know we’re interested,

so the they know we care?

What has happened to our  society

where we give this perfunctory greeting

then rush on not letting the other person reply?

It just doesn’t mean a thing ———————————-anymore.



Alicia Beckwith is a local poet and has been writing poetry for four decades.  Her poems have been published in book collections and magazines.