Bated Breath, 99 Days

“When the people fear the government there is tyranny when the government fears the people there is liberty.” ~Thomas Jefferson Monday, July 27, 2020. Last night I dreamt about Thor, Norse God of Thunder. I know it's not poetic, like Martin Luther King Jr's dream, but this is who I am. I like Thor. In … Continue reading Bated Breath, 99 Days

Scribing Fairy Spells…

Aspiring beyond her extended reach A floating figure on an incandescent beach Intrinsically scribes creating fairy spells A waxing moon accents the sea as it swells ~ Painting white caps, blue skies, spring trees A smeller of all good things she sees She'd be Prancer, in a reindeer fleet With sidewalk portraitist’s chalky shoeless feet … Continue reading Scribing Fairy Spells…

Happy Mother’s Day… What Did You Weigh?

Happy Mother's Day to everyone who did it, despite being warned. I'm taking the day off to sob, but thought you might enjoy a post written on a Mother's Day of yor. (Fancy for: two years ago.) Too lazy? Okay. Here is a quick limerick, but then you may read my old post. You're welcome.~ … Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day… What Did You Weigh?

Dear Donald Trump, “HAPPY HOLIDAYS!” #StillNotMyPresident

Hearing “Merry Christmas” now causes malaise Trump made it a zealous ethnocentric phrase Now all I ever say Is Happy Hollidays I long for a leader with social mores _____________________ <a href="">Communal</a>

An Early Summer Day’s Dream

Frantic persistent president  Pestering one and all Kushner, Coates, Pompéi, Rosenstein, Sessions—(racist elf screwball) ~ Trump had pulled each of them aside  Late winter, early spring Asked them inappropriately To 'fix the Russia thing' ~ That FBI guy James Comey  Wouldn't pledge his loyalty He doesn't seem to get it— That "Apprentice" me! ~ … Continue reading An Early Summer Day’s Dream

The Back of Alex’s Head

*In memory of my high school crush who passed away this week. Peace Alex. I truly hated high schoolAnd wished to disappearSelf destructive recklessnessUnited rage and fear~Ruled by a combinationHormone fueled carnalityInsecure, despairing Mulling my mortality~ Struggling for independenceDysfunction in my homeHow does anyone survive youth?World, please leave me alone!~That wish had one exceptionAs futile … Continue reading The Back of Alex’s Head