Long Ranting Poems
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("Blue Egg In Red Sea", 2020, original oil)
Person Non-Grata
Call me old-fashioned,
but I’m glad my mother was a woman.
I’m glad about a lot of things actually,
the little things in life
like a stable marriage, well adjusted children
a good education and something tenuous
yet pervasive enough to take for granted;
the Rule of Law.
So many things to be grateful for
(as I write this on a laptop, in a warm, well lit
comfortably secure home).
And yet, the reality is
if I say these things
all but a few frown, or nervously look away
wondering who might overhear
the heretic ranting on his soap-box
tainting by association
all the pleasures of a modern life
better left taken for granted
and appreciated in private
as the world continues to turn
looking for the next
person non-grata to burn.
(1/19/24)
Freedom of Religion
By Franklin Price
4/2/2015
Freedom of Religion
Has reared its ugly head
You must not have your very own
You must have mine instead
And if you try to join me
And I discover on the way
You are not welcome in my church
If I find that you are gay
Not only that you're not allowed
Any happiness to find
No matter what you try to do
You will not change my mind
If I am also in business
And you tell me you are gay
I have the right in my belief
To say to go away
I only want your money
If I don't know who you are
I might even have a drink with you
On the week-end at the bar
I won't ask if you don't tell
Like the congress on the hill
If you still were in the closet
Would not have to pass this bill
As the author of this ranting
Do not believe this thinking saves
But I believe our founding fathers
Are turning in their graves
Is there no place to cast my eyes and look
Without the mug of the felonous crook
Ranting til he turns red
What was it that he said?
"I couldn't care less!" The attitude he took
He doesn't care if his tariffs raise prices
Obsufcation is one of his devices
Scooby Dubious is he
People are blind not to see
Vengeance is one of his many vices
It's Trump this and Trump that. Enough. Good grief!
Aleve, please. My headache needs quick relief
It's attention he seeks
With greediness he reeks
Dictator Donald: Kommandant in Chief
Americans are rising in revolt
Some in the party have started to bolt
In scandal he's basking
And many are asking,
"How ya like him now, that dictating dolt?"
She fell from the light, into a world shadowed in gray.
~ by poet
An angel pouted to protest her punitive plight
No repentant redemption for her serious sins
Wings waylaid, the fatuous one was felled in flight
And from Heaven hurled; now banishment begins
Resentfully she roams in shadows of somber skies
An enraged expression marring her fractious face
A ranting rebel like the dastardly devil, father of lies
Dwelling in darkness due to her decadent disgrace
No earthly escape will she discover through death
Crows circle and caw, crying out in a clamoring voice
With crass words she crudely curses in banal breath
Wicked wrongdoer, condemned for her corrupt choice
With foolish folly she sorrowfully surrendered her soul
and delves within deep darkened depths for eternity
All alone, there will be no one to comfort and console
From shadows and suffering, she will never break free
She sulks upon sullen stygian shores of the river Styx
without a reprieve or relief from tormenting terror
There's no exit from her eternal eviction as time ticks
for Satan's spawn, shrouded in shame for her error
August 30, 2022
Alliteration Old or New Contest
Sponsored by Joseph May
My problems
include discomfort
with Money overwhelmingly talks
and talks
and talks political privilege
When not monopolistically
monotheistically
monoculturally screaming
about short-term survival issues,
international violation
of national resource systemic tissues,
long root ego-systemic win/lose fissures.
My Here/Now bigger
eco-empowering global system
concern,
our patriarchally uncivil
red-winged capitalist
runaway extractionist
EarthMother-rapist
climatic issue,
Suffering,
sense of epic historical
left and right winged cooperative loss,
Money's monopolistic verbing Voice
thereby unilaterally revaluing
safe EarthSurvival choice
in Her claustrophobic
polluted
soul starved
dehydrating
degenerating sacred Chamber
of my own monotheistic wombed
LeftBrain-ranting mind,
Thinking about safe short-term survival
when we would be more prudent
to cooperatively feel reassured
about our long-term global win/win
thrival of love-life on Earth--
including my own EgoIdentity
Which would not silence money's multi-polyenculturing
co-invested Voice,
empowering healthy democratizing influence
on health and safety EarthChange Choice,
Better
in a lower
and more resonant tone of resource key
for worshiping all EarthTribe Lives
copresent Here with Now
Also with those sacredly curious compassions before
and those naturally recycling nonviolent communions
yet to offer sufficient silence
So I might more actively hope to hear
our more cooperative
globally unmonetized thrival Voice
for restoring health wealthy climates
of green
HereNow
peace-graced Choice
through EarthTribe joyful justice
dynamic
living
flow-graced Change.
Scene 2 - Easy Rest Adult Care Fascility, Doctor Mendelsohnn's office.
"Good Afternoon, Mr Potter, I am Doctor Eric Mendelsohnn. I have some
forms for you to sign. This is the payment arrangement to be electronically transferred
the first of each month" "Whoa, wait a minute, I want to know why Mr. Johnson was
sent here anyway" "He accosted 2 hikers in the woods" " In his woods, on his property,
200 feet from his home." " The lady and gentleman were afraid, his hair was flying everywhere His beard was unkept, and he wasn't dressed in hiking gear or carrying a back-pack" "He wasn't hiking he was out on a nature walk, Chef could walk that mountain blindfolded and never stumble"" Look all I know the police brought him here in cuffs. He was ranting and raving about his Rights. I felt compelled to admit him for observation and testing; which he failed; in my opinion as a physchologist." " You
know what you can do with your opinion" " Mr Potter calm down, we have Mr. Johnson sequestured in the adjoining room. His memory is failing, and He shouldn't be left alone on top of some mountain. I am going to give him some cognative thinking test now, your more than welcome to sit in on the interview""that's a good idea, I'm not signing anything until I see for myself that he's forgetful" " Please right through this door""What the F***, take that off of him right now" Mr Potter he is a danger to" "I said NOW!!
Chef are you ok" "Kenny are you taking me home: Please" "Look Doc, I'm getting a bit pissy with you right now. Get that Straight- jacket off of him right now. He recognized me right off, I don't see any signs of forgetfulness." "Ok the restraints are off can we get started now." "No, not here. let's go outside" "I don't think that is a good idea, there is too many people out there to do any responsible testing" " Ok, You said he
has a temporary room, Do it there" " Very well"
Scene 3 - Easy Rest Adult Care Fascility; Chef's room.
It doesn’t pay to think too much when chatting is required
An open mind is where the most amazing lines are sired
No one ever spoke about a host of daffodils
Whilst ‘Head Office’ was ranting, “Look, there’s zombies in the hills!”
For watching TV, side by side, the notion in my head
Would disappear like fairy dust if just one word you said
So I will nod and smile while clinging to my latest thread
Until you, my darling wife, have gone off up to bed
For only then can I explore each nuance and express
My feelings of euphoria or even of distress
My darling, I’m quite certain that you know I love you dearly
But, if you had an on/off switch then I could think more clearly
Heat conjured the atmosphere, conception began
Upsurge in pressures stirs water, birthing Nature’s Giants
Roaring sound with mixed helicopter-lion, ranting on the ocean
Ready to visit nearby lands, better prepare, don’t run!
Immersion is so strong, horrifying wind at 120 to 200 mphour
Can’t be controlled, God keep us safe if we stick to prayers
Apart not of our life, visitors of our nation several times a year
Nearest to coastal areas are more on danger and at risk.
Embrace reality, brace their atrocity but trust our Father Almighty
Safety is also yours on evacuation, don’t postpone my Dearie!
Sept.12, 2017 6.03am
Third Place
Contest: Hurricanes
Judged:9/12/2017
Sponsor: Poet Julie Rodeheaver
The ball goes in the shirt comes off
as all of England a bonkers plot
but men never mention her sports bra
the observation will surly cause a scar
It’s talking down of the woman’s game
objectifies apparently so they complain
of disrespect without the shame
the root of why men think the same
and that is what keeps women down
according to these sad women around
stating madness facts unfound
they call it male culture it surrounds
they claim it creates this disrespect
what they mean is men lack intellect
to independently form respect
as commonly found in the male mindset
unimpressed views female football gets
but that isn’t formed by a Linekar tweet
his observation was one upbeat
a witty comment to cause such heat
from ranting women stuck in defeat
a comment that no man should speak
when we say bra they hear weak
everyone in England watched on
singing that 3 Lions song
celebrating all night long
except for that one ranting cow
“Gary that’s wrong”
when really she was the odd one out
offended because what else is she about
he was supporting them not putting them down
isn’t that a show of respect,
did his humour upset the clown
let the woman be a victim
humourless unhappy stupidity
while we all celebrate the win
and England’s European victory
50 million English, everyone of us witnessed it
Men mention the bra women shouting you sexist pig!
I think some issues can make you thick,
oh offence, you ruin it!
If you are offended you seek support,
put your bra back on stop the wonky warp
and grow a pair or get some fake one’s bought
and remember men dominate the sport
I have nightmares every night
It's so hard to find the light
In the darkness haunting me
It will never set me free
Years and years inside my head
I can't shake the words you said
Cutting me inside so deeply
Every single night they keep me
Awake--my eyes always open
Why were many harsh words spoken
Between you and I that night
Causing such a deadly fright
Couples can fight and debate
But before it was too late
WE would work it out together
Even in stormiest weather
But this time inside your eyes
Was someone I didn't recognize
As I tried to fix what's broken
On my part--harsh words were spoken
You cut me off in mid sentence
As a ranting raving vengeance
Came out of an angry face
I couldn't find a single trace
Of the one I love as you
Found the strength to push right through
The door where I tried to stand
Reaching out to grab your hand
I didn't want to let you go
You pulled away turning to show
The blank so very scary
Then rushed off--I had a weary
Feeling deep inside so strong
You're gonna do something wrong
Never answering your phone
I searched everywhere you'd roam
No text messages and mail
I tried hard never to fail
Our relationship at all
Then one day I got the call
They found your body full of drugs
Lying on a motel rug
Your world has ended--mine has too
Now heaven has taken you
Whatever made you lose the grip
On life causing you to dip
Into such bad turmoil
Alone leaving you to fall
Into a place so secret
I couldn't help you out of it