This "Incurable Disease"

What’s the use of trying

if no one ever reads.

The problem’s underlying,

an incurable disease.

These words that heal can also hurt

and kill us in degrees

For every point, a counterpoint…

for every line, a critic;
the lack of response disappoints

and often feels acidic.

Perhaps the stories that I’ve shared

were better left unsaid,

Yet I can say at least I’ve dared

to share what’s in my head.

To all my fellow writers,

all those I have not met–

aspirant hitchhikers

and fellow dissidents:

I gave up so long ago

on catching your attention..

we travel on this path alone

and friendship’s an invention.

Please note that I understand

you’ve better things to do…

truth be told, I do not care:

  I do not write for you.

© Ginny Brannan 2026

"You write to communicate to the hearts and minds of others what's burning inside you, and we edit to let the fire show through the smoke."

- Arthur Plotnik

"I write to give myself strength. I write to be the characters that I am not. I write to explore all the things I’m afraid of."

- Joss Whedon

“Writing isn’t about making money, getting famous, getting dates, getting laid, or making friends. In the end, it’s about enriching the lives of those who will read your work, and enriching your own life, as well. It’s about getting up, getting well, and getting over. Getting happy, okay? Getting happy”  —Stephen King “On Writing”

You are 'Here'

 

Who’d have thought that we’d be here

in this place of doubt and fear,
where laws are broken constantly

and hate spreads rampant, like disease

and nothing is exactly clear

Who’d have thought that we’d be here?

The happiness we used to feel

seems far away and so surreal.

We’re struggling to keep afloat;

I think we’ll need a bigger boat.
Who’d have thought that we’d be here,

led by cons and profiteers?

Yet I, for one, won’t give up hope;

for that would be a “slippery slope..”

I’ll stand my ground and persevere–

Yet who’d have thought that we’d be here?

© Ginny Brannan 2026

"Some believe it is only great power that can hold evil in check. But that is not what I have found. It is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay. Simple acts of kindness and love." J.R,R. Tolkien

"Never be cruel,

Never be cowardly...

Remember hate is always foolish

Love is always wise

Always try to be nice,

but never fall to be kind."

—The 12th Dr. Who

Sacred Trust

 

There’s peace found in the wild places

renewal in the mountain streams

they call to us, those old growth trees

The Yellowstone, Yosemite 

the painted canyons share their glory

each one writing their own story

long before we came to be

I’ve walked along the valley floor

and stared in awe at all her wonders

calling out to be explored.

I’ve raced the storms across the plains

and listened to the thundering echo

of giant bison giving chase.

I’ve heard the eagles crying out

while soaring thermals, ever higher,
I’ve seen the claw marks of the grizzly,

heard whisper of the hunters wing;

I’ve watched the Pronghorn as they graze.

heard coyotes as they sing.

We are the stewards of this land

the wardens of this sacred trust

from old worn hills and ocean sands
that predate modern history, 

and now we balance on this cusp.
If we blink and let it fall

then we become accomplices
abettors in the devastation

partners in annihilation
slayers of our destiny

The patterns shift, the ice caps melt,

our leadership’s too blind to see;
the forest fires, the deadly heat…
they stand there, watching in denial:
“profit” is their bottom line.

They have oil to refine.

They look for others they can shame,
a mirror would show who’s to blame.

Yes, we are woven to this place

part and parcel with this land–

and we are keepers of this trust

our future counts on all of us.

© Ginny Brannan 2026

Treat the earth well: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our Ancestors, we borrow it from our Children.

—Ancient Indian Proverb

In our every deliberation, we must consider the impact of our decisions on the next seven generations.——Iroquois maxim

“We must protect the forests for our children, grandchildren and children yet to be born. We must protect the forests for those who can’t speak for themselves such as the birds, animals, fish and trees.”
—Qwatsinas (Hereditary Chief Edward Moody), Nuxalk Nation

**During his very active presidency, Theodore Roosevelt established approximately 230 million acres of public lands between 1901 and 1909, including 150 national forests, the first 55 federal bird reservation and game preserves, 5 national parks, and the first 18 national monuments.**

Image taken at Bear's Ears National Monument