So, have a good life. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Category: Donald Trump
Circular Wars
It’s easy to rise on the called-for occasion…
beware of dog
signs don’t help.
Still. Way. Too. Many. Limits.
White. European. Straight. Cisgendered. Wealthy. Males. For them – the sky’s the limit.
can’t we all just get along?
There once was a day they stormed Congress.
bottoms up
we might’s well drink the brew.
tempore vanitatis
measure the passing of our existence
worthless gods
If only Coleridge had given Okeonos to that Mariner of olden days…
it happens to everyone…
He worked hard to look strong
De-Bait
policy lures some
Social Media Diplomacy
We yell from both sides of the room
~ and only hear what echoes back
~ a world that’s only white or black
Correlation?
graphs mean nothing now.
Jagged Bones
I need you to see some flesh on the jagged bones of the life themes I’ve expressed in my poetry.
nightmare
Frogs, fingers,
“we only want you”
this poem becomes a witch’s brew
VIRUS
Reality is a harsh mistress.
She seems straight-up at first
but then she throws a curve
and a sharp angle. Downward.
Puppet Government
With eyes of ping pong balls puppets are blind to the distress of the defenseless
T+ 5 Days: Recalibration
Those of you who know me or follow my blog know I was disappointed with Tuesday’s election. I thought then … More
Decision 2016, What’s a Progressive to Do?
I’ve got three half-written blog drafts in my box, because I keep thinking “I’m going to write something that’s not … More
Caveats
I make no claim of being more correct than another in theology or orthodoxy, and in no way will I intend to belittle or judge anyone else’s theology, orthodoxy, or lack thereof.
Yep. Life is Still Messy
Who I am today is still a work in progress. I think I’ve finally realized I will always be in progress, and accepting that is freeing me to sit at my laptop and tell you (and myself) where I’ve been and where I am, even if that means admitting I DON’T HAVE IT ALL FIGURED OUT.
