“A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.” -Percy Bysshe Shelley
Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
Saturday, November 17, 2018
interesting times
Would we know we have a problem
Despite what we are told
All is well
on its way,
Hell,
like the Universe
no place like
Home
when neighbors disappeared
and people en masse
abandoned former posts,
in hordes
Left
the right
to the pursuit of a
Life without fear
thy neighbor
of footsteps
of spies
and their subjects
and secrets and probing
We would notice,
wouldn't we?
When every person you see
is rich and powerful
who can afford not
to be infamous?
The poor
neighborhood turned over
and emptied
of change
never was
anymore
on any map
you see
there lies
Borders
between inside and out
them and us,
that and this
is not
Real
life...
Photo credit by Carol M. Highsmith [Public domain].
Photo description via Wikimedia:"An old jalopy outside an abandoned stone building in the "ghost town," some of which is still occupied and some of which consists of ruins of the Chisos quicksilver-mining company which operated from 1905 into the early 1940s, and the residences of those who worked there. Terlingua, Texas"
Wednesday, June 21, 2017
Smoking Rope Burns
Rope rather than guns
I said to the man
-in America anyway-
As if he asked for some alibi,
as if anyone Wanted me: Dead or Alive.
Not that
I suggested murder or hinted at a
lynch mob-no soldier trained for Tug of wars.
I have no skin in that game.
Here is the Reader
with their eyes on the trigger
pulling out meaning,
hanging there, in town squares,
the tangled mass pulls at twisted truths
by yarns and feet, knots and nots.
Suicide is never the last act.
Remember?
A rope also saves lives, he said
depending upon the need,
in his all-
American way.
Painting By Albert Baerston, Belgian painter, Ghent 1866 - Gent, 1922 [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons.
Saturday, October 25, 2014
Made in America
Made in America
We use some odd gadgetry,
primarily based on utility-
but sometimes things don't follow the plan-
especially when it comes to innovative man.
Some of these things are outdated or no longer used-
but oh how they continue to keep our simple minds amused.
For writing you can't beat a simple pencil-
it forgets and never bleeds, a perfect utensil.
But what about the ideal eating implement- the spork?
Preferred at picnics and in prison -it scoops both beans and pork.
The umbrella is great for rain-
but in the wind becomes a useless pain.
A fluffy scarf wrapped around your neck-
out in the cold it covers this small speck.
TV trays are really portable tepee tables-
used for much more than food and fables.
A trampoline is hopping fun-
until someone gets hurt and it's done.
For girls nail polish and lipstick are pretty paints-
but considered sinful by the Saints.
Boys chase balls and lift weights
Just hoping to score more dates.
Used books are better than timeshare-
But often include dog ears, markings and a funny air.
An analog watch will never go to sleep-
your time it will always keep.
Some people take pleasure in a silly rhyme,
after all -it passes the time.
Image By Makaristos (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
1st published 10/25/14.
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