Long The great depression Poems

Rumors
How we arrived at where we are
By Franklin Price
05/03/2020

By now you've heard the rumors
How Covid-19 came to Earth
How it did not come here naturally 
How Wuhan, China gave it birth

Maybe aided by our government
To make...

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Salat Days
by Michael R. Burch 

(dedicated to my grandfather, Paul Ray Burch Sr.)

I remember how my grandfather used to pick poke salat ...
though first, usually, he’d stretch back in the front porch swing,
dangling his long...

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A Most Courageous American President for the Ages

I thought it would be most appropriate for me to take a moment to
share some of my reflections on the life and distinguished public
service of the late 41st...

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Apa  ka, ka,
                               ...

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[Non-Fictional Preface: Fictional Old Folks Home/Apparition] "This is the story of two friends, both considered themselves start-up writers, whereas, one who was a bit more of an upstart, was merely known as, Robert Frost. Frost's...

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Who suggests a trip back...rides to this bit of nostalgia in the middle years of the Great Depression aboard a Chicago elevated train, "the El." We hurdle head-long above asphalt blanketed streets that are determined...

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"Robert Frosts', friend, Edward Thomas was an indecisive fellow, until that one day they took the other road Edward wanted, and of course, Robert's piece was not Edward's choice to say the least, so when...

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To Kill a Mockingbird is both a young girl’s coming-of-age story and a more nebulous production about the reasons and consequences of bigotry and discrimination, examining how good and evil can coexist within a particular...

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At the age of 13 he experienced the great depression,
and that event helped shape his social conscience.
Even as a child he could clearly see all of the resources were still available,
but people didn't have money,...

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On August 29, it rained 
Never knew that it would change 
Everything that they ever had is gone 
Tell me how do they move on
A hurricane came through and tore
 the state that they adored
So...

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Stan the Man--Stan Lee a DEDICATION

He who that says that he is I am
I am Stan the man
Stanley Martin Lieber was born on December 28, 1922,
In Manhattan, New York City,
n the apartment of his Romanian-born...

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I had a dream the other night
Of walking in a field of cornbread
Golden brown
Baked just right
One solid
Unbroken field

As I softly crunched my way
I looked up
Coming toward me
Was a line of tigers
With a man in the...

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I had a dream the other night
Of  walking in a field of cornbread
Golden brown
Baked just right
One solid
Unbroken field

As I softly crunched my way
I looked up
Coming toward me
Was a line of tigers
With a man in...

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One angel placed upon the Spruce Christmas tree, 
“she is only a heart stop away”… that innocent girl Joycie. 
Dear lady Joyce started writing at the age of eighty, 
and so many wars and the...

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Whispered screams of hopelessness
Lifted to the timbers,
Hopes are crashing to the ground
Burned dreams 
In smoldering embers,
And Yesterday's joys remembered.

"Is it the end?! Oh Lord, my Friend?"
These prayers are lifted Up to You, 
At night, and...

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I'm in bondage, is this a dream
I'm governed by extremes
Let's leave this land of tyranny
Oh, let us run away
Escape on to a new land of liberty
"people who survive war and escape tyranny"

Despotism, absolute power, autocracy,
Dictatorship,...

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To her family she was coy
         but truly she would be their Joy,
 a country girl from Kingaroy -
        ...

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On edge of arid desert set
a trailer aged in rust
with tires flattened long ago
and covered thick with dust.
A friend I'd known for many years
had lived alone inside -
and if his lamp was burning, then
I knew...

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We Poets are a special breed. We bear a heavy burden the ordinary man will never know.
Our boundless intuitions foster bouts with great depression, as was the case with Edgar Allen Poe.

Eager, tireless activists…and foes...

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I am not a politician
I have very little interest for politics 
Reminiscing on Diddy’s vote or die campaign
Rallying behind Senator John Kerry Wishing I were old enough to vote
My how things have changed
Obama’s groundbreaking history...

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Nature nurture
The argument of psychology
yet what made Hitler 
become the man 

What made Hitler 
become the racist
what made Hitler 
become the murderer 

Millions died 
in concentration camps
millions died 
on the battlefields of france

Yet What made...

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Yours truly does readily confess
the following poem crafted more or less
approximately a year ago,
when coronavirus (COVID-19)
wrought havoc creating global mess
when panic against collective temple did press
a feeling of melancholy and world-weariness.

Along luscious green acres banks...

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Within these financial times of hardship we all tend to look around for some type of means 
for an escape?

At times, it just feels like there is no deliverance from these times and that the...

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Recollections of childhood
when life was simplistic,
brings to memory, days 
filled of toilsome work
and long hours.
Yet in its own way, bestows
feelings of warmth, safety 
and at given times, even
conceived to be glitzy, 
shimmery.

Children, courteous
and respectful
executing daily...

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More than two years it be since me old dad had to fly. I miss him you know, he was 
my best friend. I miss the twinkle in his Scottish,Irish,American eyes, a kind and 
caring...

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