When Ordinary People Do Extraordinary Deeds

Our country is a nation made up of citizens from every corner of the world.  They came here for a better life.  We band together in times of strife for protection and strength in defense of neighbors and family.  This tradition, this legacy must stand.

 

“D’artanion’s Call in The New World

The fog of war crept in cannon shot, screams

and the lightening volley thudding death over ramparts

while Francis Scott Keys dreamed

and witnessed the flag still there.

 

The crossbars creaked and trapdoor scraped

a droning sound that harmonized with a soft call for God

as Nathan Hale ended his words about a fight just begun.

 

“Don’t harm a hair on this army’s heads!”

Molly yelled loud enough to bring Redcoats shame

as British long rifles lifted aim, then buried stocks in

unshorn grass on the Village Square, one woman’s

voice going hoarse with hope rising there.

 

The pulse of a nation weakly beats, unemployment up

and children dying on the streets, an industrial

nation outsourced, while citizens man wars against terrorism,

the intercontinental devil with chimera heads.

Here at our nation’s heart, the brave Senator

leaves his post, for “Congress is not operating as it should.”

 

The Party of No reigns supreme in hallowed halls

where patriots planned, organized and passed laws

to protect the US Constitution on its democratic path

for a free citizenry living in harmony and prosperity.

The strange pledge of allegiance now grates on every citizen’s ear–

The Party of No is really the Party of No Action,

a frozen government sinking into the status quo

of big business profits over solving our economy’s woes.

In this legislative hell, Congressmen wallow in partisan toil,

or so say Senatorial rats fleeing a burning ship of state.

 

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Little Political Poems of the Disenfranchised

These are poems of a political stripe, commenting on “little guys,” who seem to suffer in any Congressional struggle.    The first two are haiku, the last got too wordy.  Image 

 

Like clowns drunk on love

They dance with entitlements

We all step in puke.

 

The Prez smiles, we scream

The national bus drives off

Over us, big wheels.

 

Seniors quake in fear

Benefits very “ify” this time of year

Federal Budget fights in Congress

Always threaten livelihoods

Of our country’s least defensive

With being thrown to wolves.

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The Poetry Blog

Welcome to my blog, which features a new poem on some irreverent, pithy, or humorous subject every week.

Writing poetry is a tough job, best left to those who scratch their heads, snort, and knit brows while venting a spleen or other body part  popular for poetic expression.

Here is my first poem, which was first read last weekend at the Nebraska Writers’ Guild Conference.  No tomatoes or cheese cubes were thrown, so it passed the audience test, at least of mostly odd or distracted authors in the state.

 

A Poem for Current Times

In a perfect world,

Air travel happens without x-rays,

Rubber gloves on sadistically wooden Air Port Security guards,

And wondering whose Nikes hide C4 and not just hairy toes.

 

In heaven, angels don’t carry green cards

Or drive without licenses or knowledge of traffic sign meanings.

No one bites into hamburgers shot through with pink slime

Or count ketchup as a vegetable.

 

In school, the bullies strike at will and Bill, Jacob and Sarah

A fist, a shove, a locker filled with cat litter or vicious lies on Twitter

Wounds knit scars best reserved for revenge, success in spite of tripping

Or equalizers tapped from parent’s keeping, caliber deadly in any

Number, smuggled in a backpack, school halls like Iraqi roads these days,

IEDs the bullies, PTSD the unlucky students who trigger them.

 

All the new Republicans will fix us good,

Bring back the US of A king of the global hill;

show China who’s the boss

While we share our victory on Ipads and iphones

Made in Wanchung Province factories

Distracting us from Samari GNP pickpockets.

And let sick people wait forever for health care that never comes

Or will just before Jesus steps in, whoops, too late for anything but

A time and call, can’t save us all, well, just more resources available

For illegal immigrant unborn children, priorities straight again

Until the Democrats take back Capitol Hill

And give away whatever is left after

the Republicans maul America one more time.

 

 

 

 

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