Best Budgets Poems

Mentors like priests preparing me for holy rite
Institutional slaves to a false trinity
Subduing adventure, exploration and discovery to classroom rigor
Eternal stairway ... moonbeams to the golden dream
Dismatling who I am so I become who you want me to be
Urges denied constructing scaffolds, setting beam
Castling on...

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Grandma 85

She sits across the table 
from the best hand she has ever been dealt 
Her four Aces,  
The greatest joy of her life
Her most favoured and loved children

She has not always been dealt the best hands
Her early years on a farm in Alberta
with...

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The price we pay for our freedom is not contained in a man’s wallet,
Nor is liberty a currency found in a female fancy Gucci pocketbook.


It’s not in anyone’s liquidity portfolio investment bank records,
Nor is it contained in anybody's “Wall Street” premier trust fund accounts.


Reverently, the...

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"The budget should be balanced, the Treasury should be refilled, public debt should be reduced, the arrogance of officialdom should be tempered and controlled, and the assistance to foreign lands should be curtailed lest Rome become bankrupt. People must again learn to work instead of...

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All gift's delivered

Some few still under the tree,

Voices filled with thanks!

Children jumping with glee...

Now we sit and sigh

Making plans for the 4th of July,

And Valentine's day

Easter, 

and so many more

In celebration of something,

Another Birthday for someone we adore...

There is money to be spent,

In spite of...

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Babies freezing to death in Syria
Being chopped to bits in Africa
Beheaded in Mexico
Shot through their tiny hearts in America
Starving all around this world
So what is it that you want to write about: What
Is it exactly ? Houses passing budgets; more bullets
Less food more war machines...

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World is ours because it's of God
                                      ...

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Benefit for all is converted for the use of a few
their pockets are included in national budgets
and their wants, top the country's priority list.
Even the Cock's raw corn
is highly coveted by the Cat.

An old plantain tree, preventing its suckers from growing
or a father, who frustrates...

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One of Life’s indisputable facts:
Government reserves the right to tax;
And tho’ they waste far more than they should,
It’s supposedly done “for the common good.”

Economists use the word “propensity,”
Just a fancy word for “odds”, you see:
The odds you’ll save, the odds you’ll spend,
And how many Tax...

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This bears repeating, every December (and February, and March):

We have five December birthdays
in our immediate family.

February is the love month,
not March, never March, okay?
Some are confused about St. Valentine
who, though he championed love,
would have scoffed at our customs.

Claudius the Cruel*, Queen Juno**,
birds mating, and fertility...

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Wars round the corner, 
wars at every bend
Could it be that all this 
warring would never 
ever end? 
Why can't we borrow 
love and peace too learn 
to lend? 
For peaceloving persons 
wars are hard to 
comprehend
But in which blessed 
century will the world 
it's...

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Wordless worries wander wearily working wayward,
    Towards thoughts transgressing truth’s textured tide.
As always acknowledging agnosticism’s appeal,
    Essence easily evaporates, exeunt Emile. 
Very virtuous violent vowels vociferously validate,
    Sanctimonious sessions some subtly sacrosanct.
Is it in incrementally immense...

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The Atomic Café stays with me, over
even the most perfect of days.
I think about the arrogance of power
and how most people live in a daze.

I think on the geniality of the average citizen, 
how willing, how trusting, how guileless they are.
The salt of the earth,...

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It was unnerving
a  growling demon of
deprivation, 
an
enemy that lurks
in shadows, but 
the eyes don't lie
silver spoons
do tarnish
with lack of use

they're tucked
away from public eye
shamed by the ideals
of the elite 
without capital leverage
they can't bargain
for slices of pie

 alone,  
starving souls
often remain on
the threshold...

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Wanting to make a better life
poverty and suffering 
how many wars are created
by the abuse of the poor

Mary Burns 
Showed Friedrich Engels
through the Cotton factories 
of Manchester

Woman died by the age of twenty eight
breathing the cotton fibres of the factory
Friedrich Engels helped write 
the communist...

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