Short Overreach Poems
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Mister Trump they all want to impeach
For constitutional overreach
Can't say that I blame them
I'd love them to shame him
Perhaps his orange hair they can bleach
N. Pelosi proclaimed: "Let's impeach
Donald Trump for his great overreach."
She produced every article,
which was very cathartical
for the people who witnessed her speech.
Free Speech
Miracle Man
5/1/2024
Disruptive behavior,
is not covered by free speech.
Those practicing this,
are guilty of overreach.
Nor is free speech a right,
to hate or abuse some.
It doesn’t make one an entree,
and some other a crumb.
A suppurating crater
festers and gapes
in my heart
desiccated by hordes
of plunderers
who gorge on marrow
enshrouded in crevices
where love pleads
for refuge and succour
before gelid goons
controlling a pedigree
of sycophants
reframed to shield
their masters
from imagined devilry.
The rich man’s mouthpiece Scalia
Spread his will like gonorrhea!
In an overreach
He ruled money is free speech
And gave us all such diarrhea
Author's note: The decision ($$=free speech) murders our democratic process. He didn't champion free speech for whistleblowers or students. Does this make him a champion of the constitution and a great American?
I walked into biology class and there was a gingerbread man.
Take a seat! He said sternly “whenever you can.”
Some of us were stunned. Where was our teacher?
That is my business, he said, reading our minds. My name is Preacher.
Preacher! What kind of name is that for a teacher?
I began to snicker, but even smiling is an overreach-er.
If you have a stern sub like this fellow, Mr. Preacher.
Who in no way resembled our instructor, the teacher.
Those who seek the stars
are often unafraid
They know the mind, the universe
encourages the dream
The seeker knows with endless thought
there is no overreach
And only fear will compromise
whatever we redeem
So seek the stars and seek the moon
there is no dream too big
Fulfill desires in this realm
consciousness to stream
Drifting through windstorms
leave the umbrella behind
don’t overreach yourself
the bar has been raised and
wind generators are broken
Rain pouring like crazy but
the sky seems clear while
the cold breeze pleasing
my icicle-sharp mind and
like an icicle I slowly melt
dripping, becoming an ocean
floating through storms
Road signs are frozen now
my way is a mess with few
slippery paths carrying on
with the duty in vain because
my wind generator is broken
Their wedding cake is perfect flour,
Rich, Fresh: A Never–To–Sour,
‘Pink Rose’ The Bride’s flower’,
A bouquet holding with excited power …
‘Husband and wife’ pronounced at Jesus hour,
As enemies helplessly glower,
While above them they tower,
Neatly forcing them to cower …
St. John’s Church Newest Couple,
Looking wondrously ‘The Supple’
To never themselves overreach
Nor matrimonial contract breach …
And what to that say, All Men?
An Earth-shaking “Amen!”