Category: War & Politics
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a wall
a wall never kept a hungry animal or a fleeing deer on the other side they always find a way to go around or over or burrow underground 4-4-21
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Diary from solitaire
Think these bars…..pillars Live in a plantation mansion Lie about all day No one interrupts your reveries Clean clothes and linen You promenade the halls Guards serve you hand and foot Cuisine in need of a better chef 3-18-21 *note from wife: no idea what tags to put w/ this one
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Clamor of war
Dreadnaughts returned in triplicate Last year two menaced the coast Today six grey ships appeared Aggressively Leaned into cruising speed Loudly claim Territorial waters as their own Force Nesting mallard pair into shallows Greedy they soon will demand tribute Threaten non-compliant walkers with beaks During their previous tour of duty Two bred and raised and…
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Global warming
Outside the harbor / Icebergs of hate / Drift in warmer seas Bacon tongue sizzles / Words of fire / Serves edible ash City of churches / On microphone / Queer poet self-immolates Drive home / Open windows / Blow burnt soul from hair Microwave stale coffee / Sip yesterday on porch / Stir world…
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Because I did not watch the inauguration on tv
Dry leaves rattled in grass at my feet. Beyond the speed of sound planes from the airbase roared in the west. No matter, how long I searched western skies, I could not see sunlight glint on wings until I turned to face the east. Tattered flag on pole unfurled in wind; colors worn and faded,…
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The rhyme of war
Would we remember Liberty Bell, if it were not cracked If they had melted it down Made it whole, again? Would we remember Before someone blew a whistle And kept score That everyone was undefeated Would we remember Yankee Doodle, if he rode a horse And not a pony and it did not rhyme With…
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Dream #1,457 or Three Years, Eleven Months and Twenty-Seven Days
I dreamed he came running into my room Begging me to hide him; terrified, sweaty, breathing Hard as the girl running from an ugly death in the cemetery Of a horror movie. I said, relax your having a nightmare. It is probably All those late night burgers you eat; put down your phone and stop…
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happy/sad
I remember the morning breakfast at my parents’ table Dad in his chair by the window Mom making coffee, frying eggs, bustling, always bustling. He said, I wanted to tell you first; in that split second, I thought the worst, cancer or some other kind of slow dying. I left the Republican Party; they’ve lost…
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