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Written By: D. Collins 3/15/24
It hits close to home when it comes to truth.
About the stuff that went down in World War II.
While Russia was delivering the knockout blow.
We were Shanghaiing scientist on the low.
That pissed the Russians off like never before.
Thus, the beginning of the existing Cold War.
Those same Nazi scientists we had scurried away.
Started what is the NASA that we know today.
Instead of sharing the wealth for everyone's gain.
We chose to deceive to stay ahead of the game.
We created animosity and a serious lack of trust.
Now, improved Nazi rockets are pointed right at us.
Lord Denis Healey was an intellectual Labour MP,
Who represented Leeds in the Commons for 40 years,
From 1952 until 1992,
When he could at last objectify as a Lord his real tears.
He was a Beach Master hero in World War Two,
But his bravery continued in his post-war politics,
When he advised other politicians on how Britain could,
Live within her means to become again productive, good.
He was then Secretary of State for Defence,
Between 1964 and 1970,
When the Cold War so frightened and intimidated the many,
Who just wanted their war victory respected in reverence.
When he became the Chancellor of the Exchequer in 1976,
He demanded an emergency loan from the IMF,
To save the pound from decline and most certain collapse,
When Britain was fast approaching that Winter of Discontent, lapse.
However, after that Labour did not see power until 1997,
But Healey became the Deputy Labour leader in 1980;
And for most of the 80s he was Shadow Foreign Secretary,
And was slow at Falkland Island assault and battery.
He was normally on the right of the Labour party,
A patriot who championed social justice,
Who guided us through some very dangerous times,
Where the country’s growing pains were his signs.
He’s the last surviving member of the cabinet,
Of Harold Willson’s government in 1964,
But when he graduated from Balliol Oxford in Greats,
Him and the Communist Party were pally mates.
He had a love of classical music,
But was enthused and besotted by poetry;
Shakespeare and Wordsworth were his philosophers,
And Blake and Butler Yeats he always did glorify.
Denis Healey died aged 98 at his home in Surrey on the 3rd of October 2015
On the bluffs above the Lorelei Rock,
Overlooking the Rhine River near Bingen,
Is the Lorelei Ampitheater.
While stationed in West Germany,
Towards the end of the Cold War,
I saw there an awesome concert.
The main band was one of my favorite bands--
Possibly the best band America ever produced
(The only band that ever gave the Beatles any competition anyway).
Cheerleaders from the University of Nevada Las Vegas
Strutted and danced on stage
In uniforms, sarongs, and bikinis.
Rain didn't stop the show or discourage the spectators.
A significant percentage of the audience were young people,
Who liked the songs their parents treasured--
Songs about hot rods, love, and surfboards.
The song of the beautiful Lorelei below
Harmonized with the California sound above.
Emerging from the deep dark tunnel
arriving into the light of London’s St Pancras
on a wet wintery evening
I saw your text message.
How brilliantly clever of you
not your ordinary SMS
but glowing handwriting
in gigantic bright pink LED letters
lighting up the cold dark night
like a huge hug.
Such a warm greeting
as welcoming as a
tray of hot currant buns
straight from the oven
warming you up
on a cold winter day.
For so long the world at war
and since then
sometimes warm relations
sometimes indifference
sometimes cold war.
How wise you are
to welcome me so warmly
especially at a time like this.
Just as much as
you want your time with me
I want my time with you.
Let’s banish the cold
and share our warmth forever.
The GDR put up a wall
in ‘61 because
they wanted West Berlin kept out.
A wall of shame it was!
In fact, the West more easily
could travel all about
while Eastern Germans were the ones
from freedom routes locked out.
The wall was guarded. Some were killed
while struggling to flee.
The Cold War only made folks yearn
more strongly to be free.
To Gorbachev, one president
implored: Tear down that wall!
It wasn’t too much longer that
it would begin to fall!
I felt the joy they felt abroad
when crumbling had begun.
November ninth, in ‘89
Berlin again was one!
Sensationally super, and Sagittarius son of John Spence
Pleasantly personable, and matriarch Maud Spence’s son
Enabling, exquisite, eloquent, evolving and enterprising
Naturally nice, no nonsense, and a nutritionist nobleman
Carrot consumer, constant comrade and cold-war veteran
Equitably enlightened, and just an elegant eggnog taster
Jumping Jupiter, a jubilant sundae lover, and just a jewel!
Comments: During my twenty plus years of military service I was always called
Spence, J. That's just the way the government does business. This acrostic is
about Spence, J. It's crafted on a combination of alliteration, assonance and
consonance sounding words. Eggnog at Christmas is my favorite. Having a
Sunday afternoon sundae at the ice cream parlor is oh so tasty. Wow! I just love
it!!! Anyway, here are some comments on writing an acrostic. The basic acrostic
poem is formed by writing a word vertically down the page, which may also be
the topic of the poem. It’s recommended to use one letter per line, and the
beginning letters should be all capital ones. Each line of the poem should begin
with the letter on that line and the line should pertain to the word or title being
used. Some may recommend using one word or a phrase which does not have
to rhyme; however, one may move beyond the basic acrostic form and use a
complete thought with a rhyming sequence. It’s also recommended to use
adjectives and phrases that describe the word or subject of the acrostic. Finally,
one may take the quantum leap and write a double acrostic where the first and
last letters of each line are the same.
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World of Insanity
Cold war,main destiny,
Death is the symphony,
Blood shed and heroes be
Great men in history.
Mourn's drums in melody,
No peace for you and me.
If only it could be
not just a fantasy
lit candles by the sea
White flags of Victory
Nations in Harmony
One world,One family
the voice of let it be.
I was inspired by Carolyn Devonshire's last contest,a Monorhyme with a message,
I don't know if this poem passes as a Monorhyme.. I tried.. and the message is for peace..
Inspired by the BEATLES song too..Let it be... One of my favourite songs.. Charma
Freedom must be won
Oppression beaten and done;
Let’s follow Heron:
Let’s make revolution live;
Defeating oppression’s jive:-
Come revolution,
Heal syndrome’s devolution;
Curing delusion:
It’s time for revolution;
Let’s get to liberation:-
We’ve survived much worse
Of the oppressor’s dam curse;
Now’s too, we will burst:
Liberation’s spring is here;
We’ll be fighting without fear:-
Now, its you folk’s call,
To deal with that choice by y’all;
Least all your hopes fall:-
Now you must learn from us all,
How to make opposition fall:-
We must get through this,
Can’t loose hope or be remiss;
Chains, we must resist:-
This Cold War too, must be done;
Liberty fought for and won:-
Fighting years ahead,
Election chains must be shed;
Let’s put fear to bed:-
Let’s fight for democracy
And our equanimity:-
Three decades ago, I was smaller.
My steep wedges made me seem taller!
In gigantic glasses
I taught my six classes,
and I worked hard. I was no staller.
Though mixtures of old and new dances
were challenging, I took my chances
on pulling a muscle
while doing the hustle
at proms. I got many shocked glances!
These people and things are iconic:
The Golden Girls, Reagan, Hask Tonic,*
moonwalk, Dirty Dancing,
the cold war, Romancing
the Stone. Need to GET REAL was chronic.
poem title--song by the Bangles *for hair italics for movie titles
October 16, 2018, entered in Michelle Faulkner's Remembering the
1980's Contest
OF AND IN THE MASTERING TODAY’S TRYING TIMES
Controversy has its place; for to disagree,
does not necessarily mean to disavow
except in the event of conspiracy
to subvert justice, and void
the right to life, liberty, and
the pursuit of happiness:-
Today’s controversy over power in America,
has become so conspiratorial that it has
reached the point of bastardizing some
of the great ideology of the founding
constitution of our present day,
weary worn, ununited nation:-
To lend some sort of legitimacy to it all,
those seeking to obtain overall power,
doing so by whatever means, have
demanded the national judiciary
to resurrect old legal-based terms,
to legitimize unconstitutional, fraudulent,
power mongering over those who are
victims of that old axiom’s echoing cry today:
ignorance is no excuse for breaking new laws:-
Thus, is today’s controversial legacy of corruption;
granting itself a special master to declare that law
is whatever his judiciary has been told to say it:-
Today’s conservative cold war political mockery,
is indeed, a “White House down” reality, echoing
bigoted power mongering evil pontification, towards
those deemed ignorant of daily bastardized, so-called
laws of a raped constitution’s womb of political equity,
Profusely bleeding daily, with trumped-up, idiotic ideology:-