The troops see terror With each rising sun We must pray for peace Send support to each one They must do the job Because they enlisted Who ever knew defense Could become so twisted? God bring them home safely From a tour of great sorrow Wait not another day We’ve...
War Mangled Manner
O' how can you see If your lids are sewn shut? How so proudly we failed To read our Pre-si-dent's mean-ing Whose intentions unclear And a mind not quite there Or the news that we saw Was so gallantly seeming But the clusters bombs fell! Oil rivers would swell! And the...
“I” Is For . . . .
Incorrigible Ivan Interfering in Iraq, Insistently insulting internal intelligence: Insidious intervention. Invariably idiocy invokes illogical idioms Instilling idiopathic illness. Implying international interests inane. Impulsive intimidation is illicit, Illiberal,...
Has Been: Collage of What has Been Will be Again
Has Been. Collage of what has been will be again. Collage with globes clocks and a twenty dollar bill.
Democracies Defy Dictatorships
Dictators deliberately design disasters. Deviant derelicts direct deranged delegates During desperate dark days. Depraved dangerous dragons Delightfully doublespeaking. Deuteronomy divinely denounces Dollar-driven desecrations. Don’t delay! Disdain despotic...
Lore of the Flies
Science won't say you're the pig and rat Or why some people adore an arrogant cat Don't get this wrong, there's infrequent exceptions Like when the media tells a Truth within the deceptions Psychologists can't say that your curly-haired friend Is brighter than you...
The Conduit
One cannot plan the process Of a poem No more than a pregnancy A literal gestation period Riding the swells Of good words In bad worlds And bad words In good worlds In the background therein Beats a rhythmic cadence Both furious and eloquent Muffled by layers Of...
Angels We Have Heard On High
'So this is Christmas… And what have you've done?' Does anyone recall The song Lennon had sung? 'For the rich and the poor ones For the black and the white' For the humble disabled Warm or cold on this night. I would extend it to the Earth Our pets and the Sun To the...
Cup: Collage of a Cup with a Rainbow Pouring into it
Cup. Collage of a cup with a rainbow pouring into it. The cup has a portrait of President George Washington from a dollar bill on it.
A Poet’s Chore
We are like the dinosaur No one sees us anymore Our pterodactyl metaphor You've but chosen to ignore Like victims of an unseen war You're hiding out behind a door But all the Gods are keeping score What was shall be as was before And all the poets apiece implore But...
