Ethics

Ethics, as a field, causes me great dismay.
  Supposedly the definition is what we 'ought to do' - yet still it panders to the flock of a fabled, silver-bearded benefactor in the clouds who supposedly has some say.
  There are, very often, no grey areas at all - just beams of light under which some people are too thick as to be illuminated.

Just chillin'

Just chillin' in Monterey Bay,
No care in the world, reclining all day.

Feet in the air, hands making prayers,
That perchance an urchin I'll catch unawares.

Bobbing along on a fine aft. in May,
A couple elope to the sand and play.

With my friends and family all around me,
I'm as happy an Otter you'll ever see.

Dartmoor's joy

From Dartmoor where the Tors stand free
To Shetland Isles in stormy breeze.
I roam for miles and sometimes gallop,
Save the stiles and clippity clop.

I'm little but I'm hardly brittle,
I'm a little hardy and in fine fettle.
In fact I'd say I show my mettle,
When it's cold on the moors I need no kettle.

I'm dainty from hoof to mane,
I'm playful and never hard to tame.
I'm the pride and joy of many a dame,
The silver lining through clouds and rain.

I may be small, up to Shire horse knee,
But when I roam in the moors I'm free.
I gladly fill your life with glee,
I'm cute, I'm hardy, I'm called...  Pony!

Lost

If you
Look long enough
You will see.

If not,
Make like a tree,
Then return, renewed.

All will be apparent.

Overthinking

Stuck, ear-deep in a mire,
Each day a rut of sheer gluttony.
On Sunday, a burst tyre,
A kerb to clear the mind,
However briefly.

Talent

Talent is anything but inherent;
Rather, a state explained by the mediocre.
Attainment will be upon anyone blessed,
Who best themselves by skill and labour.