Last week I howled with despair as I confessed the irrelative misery I suffered— writer's block. And so I pledged to act by sinking my quill into inconsistent ink. As such, I offer you the much anticipated Sci-Fi Haiku Alien Date Night•~•Inky sky shimmersInscrutable looming glowPassion has returned ... less compelling than the idea.
~•~ Pen in hand Biden’s work on day one:￼ His publicist shared with reporters (weird) Mandating mask use, how he’d begun, Boost eviction moratorium￼ Seventeen executive orders: ~•~ An end to the Muslim travel ban W.H.O. keeps us aboard Secured DACA from the racist’s plan Building the wall- stopped, scarcely began Rejoined the Paris Climate … Continue reading President Biden Day One (No Sharpie)
Overlook flex cuffs, bombs, and gallows The cornered leaders plea It's time for unity and healing There’s nothing here to see https://twitter.com/donwinslow/status/1348293638648782851?s=21 A map of tunnels in the basement, Directions from the vice, Meanwhile, the mob is plotting To return “next time not so nice” https://twitter.com/jcrongeyer/status/1348271530346733571?s=21 Erik Prince’s blackwater army Push past the maga pawn … Continue reading Consequences First, Then Unity
~~ A bleak cold winter’s gray weighted sky, No crunch of leaves reduced underfoot, Imagining the whats, wheres, and whys, Brilliance muted, sodden, élan dies, Contemplating the variant route. ~~ I detest this season; is that wrong? In six months I’ll search then to compare: Cerulean sky, June days prolonged, Two yellow birds in a … Continue reading The Next Road Taken
Ventured out to the grocer, A day four weeks past; Always responsible, Muzzled in a face mask. ~ I saw no single soul With a face-covering. Which is meaningless; Because I couldn't see a thing. ~ This is an understatement: I was discomposed. While my glasses fogged up. Hell’s fire burned in my nose ~ … Continue reading Social Distancing March to April— a poem
Captain O’Crazy-town, bankruptcy boy Held rallies and golfed, dumb isn’t a ploy COVID denier- was one week too late Pandemic talons sunk in every state ~ ~ 20,000 people could’ve been spared Experts warned, he didn’t listen or didn’t care Two weeks- 40,000 might not have died Instead, 60k projected lost lives ~ ~ Played … Continue reading Land of the Free, No Matter the Cost— a poem