Nostalgia Political Poems

   Those who hate him 
     are on the attack
   That vile, vulgar specimen
   ...

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My flag is not black n white with a blue streak 
My flag is not a field of white stars n scars of machine guns
My...

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REMEMBERING WHO WE ARE

Spiralled rainbows ! 
burnished tapestries of trials
Birth, love, death ripen 
Winds of Change for our country’s call
Battles in a corner buried, we...

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In these times of plenty 
I see some dreadful scenes,
Yesterday a girl too poor
To have holes in her jeans.
I felt for that lassie
For I know...

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Out into the wilderness haunted by ghost town’s ancient bloodstains and lost history scars. 

We wander the dark borderlands between awakening dreams and incandescent seams....

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a strange sort of flow
comes with thoughts of long ago
spews a welcome glow
nostalgia may just soothe
when mixed with lies and half-truths

Hitler and his ilk
less troublesome...

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as the Towers die away 
alone on a beach where thunderheads Roll 
where I stood far from
shards of glass fire, horror, disaster
they televised only elemental...

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If my tears were a river
Would they flow to the sun?
Would they laugh, would they chatter 
And before its course run,
Would they open to an...

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Social distancing,
including global apartheid,
brings us to Zoom
into each Other, virtually,

More virtuously win/win
or uncivilly win/lose?

For remote educational,
advocacy,
organizing and planning
social communication
reading
and exercise
and meditation
prayer
and therapeutic circles,

Religious
and secular humanitarian
win/win...

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Election

Nervously woke early to witness a questionable distraction
Playing my nostalgia as I looked at two color graphs,
Songs I Themed an American Pessimist mix; 
Dr. Hook...

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In the good old days, good people sorted
all the folks into “us" and the sordid.
The American state
was apparently “great.”
But what "great" means is poorly reported....

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With the sanctity of ignorance
Flocks follow the wolf 
With truth caged 
The masses flow 
With allegiance to whims
People praise their foes

One day it will be...

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Hot air…
We’ve got far too much of it
Rising from the un-drained swamps of Washington, DC.
Shortsighted thinkers must face long-term problems.
Masses of turbulent air from the...

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Little Bird

Pretty bird, 
in the cage, 
I feed you every day. 
I put water in the dish. 
You bite. 

Pretty bird, 
in the cage, 
I...

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Here's a little trip
  down Presidential elections'
    Memory Lane
where the slogans of yesteryear
  may seem rather inane

Give 'em Hell, Harry,...

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