feeling tariffic
a bozo of a baby ~
slapping us silly
a three ring circus
waging war with a carney ~
the best show on earth
We're living in a warped three-ring circus
of cannibals, pedophiles, and baby devourers.
A cubist's twisted black period.
Apparently, transparency means three million pages
of black rectangles and deflecting blame.
Thousands of victims, only two arrests
and one decommissioned "prince".
Scores of witnesses paid off, silenced, or sloughed off.
The world has awakened but is queerly indifferent.
walking a tightrope
boos down here, cheers overhead
safety-net ~ vanished
Caucus in Circus Producing Chaos
was in a caucus
part of a three ring circus
becoming chaos
Intuition is a skill to master,
For it helps to get what we are after
It’s our intuition that manages,
Ourselves before their are damages
Because it can sense out something wrong,
But also suggest if we are to belong
It provides us with a sense of purpose,
And not to engage with a three ring circus
So how do these inklings come to be,
How do they percolate within me
Experience and information play their part,
So does listening to ones heart
Lessons taught of right and wrong,
To know what side of the fence you are on
Common sense is another litmus test,
To determine if my decision is best
What our eyes see,
Our mind decrees
Forming opinions in an instant,
With choices that are insistent
All have a hand in our intuition,
And dealing with life’s decisions
Whether on the path toward a goal,
Or a request you have been told
How the adventure is to be,
Will be decided by intuition and me
Trump In Wrong Way Jerks Us
Never random and he does things on purpose,
Just like they would do in a three ring circus;
Audacious animal riding;
With Republicans siding,
While wrong way Trump always does jerk us.
Jim Horn
Life is a three-ring circus
Thrice around and around
The jolly merry-go-round
Fun the ultimate purpose
Mesmerized at this and that
Laughter for every age
Exotic animals in a cage
Used to being stared at
Rides speeding up and down
Through hoops and loops
Joining dancing troupes
Circumventing any sad frown
Lining up sideshow freaks
Presenting a two-headed man
Sexy dancers doing the cancan
A bearded lady that wreaks
As he flaunts treacherous highwire act
Ringmaster shows off painted elephants
Clowns making fun of fake elegance
Big top forever designed to attract
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Big top three-ring-circus ferris wheel and sideshow freaks
Ringmaster draws your attention to the center ring
Presenting the bareback rider with a graceful fling
Silly clowns riding tricycles
Fierce animals and lion tamers
Elephants waiving their disclaimers
Cotton candy and merry-go-round
Trapeze acrobats dangling high in the air
Walking the tightrope without a care
No matter how it seems appearances can deceive
Though life is but a circus with its fireworks and flames
Behind the scenes might not always be fun and games
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The excitement's overwhelming
From daylight until dawn
Kissing but not telling
At all the goings-on
As we put our hands together
Then pull our hands apart
Defying Gravity
The crowd is on their feet
Imagine if you can the scene
Then add an extra scream
As we put our hands together
Then pull our hands apart
It's like a three-ring circus
Without the scary clowns
I'm told that they won't hurt us
But still don't like them around
As we put our hands together
Then pull our hands apart
The politician is center stage
Promising free rounds
To change our minds is it too late
Could you send back in the clowns
As we put our hands together
Then pull our hands apart
We're clapping cause they're clapping
They're clapping cause we are
Talk about your crowd control
Is that now where we are
As we put our hands together
Then pull our hands apart
on tour, gone to the mountain, raising the roof,
keeping time w/ the music of the spheres;
down that old, ecstatic, out-of-the Way-
honky tonk highway,
a star blazing brighter
in the mystery of the night
in the heart of the desert.
***
(Usury is dead, not God.
There're no bloodied, dancing bears
in the three-ring circus.
There're no circuses.
There's only bread.
There's no organ grinder's cowed monkey,
cap and beggar's cup in hand.
Sweeping, the river runs fuller.
Cacti grow taller, more thoroughgoing,
desert blooms burgeoning,
blooming richer in the moonlight.)
***
Real deal,
saint and sinner,
hunkered thundering over his drum kit,
and coolest in dark shades in the heat and
glare of the spotlight,
he beams, Buddha-like.
As the movie starts, they cut out the heart,
it’s beats on the living room floor.
It’s a mob attack and everyone’s whacked
in a three ring circus of gore.
And what a surprise, in a disguise
the bad guy is dressed as the law.
He shoots everyone down, goes underground
and starts a family war.
It’s all bosoms and buns, grenades and guns
nothing but satyrs and whores.
It’s two thumbs down for tinsel town
there’s really no cause for applause.
How many actors are zero factors
off of the silver screen?
They slither around tinsel town
in satanic limousines,
picking up sleazes with neo diseases
and no moral hygiene.
They play with fate, that often equates
to playing their final scene.
The last curtain call is when critics fall
on them like a guillotine.
It’s two thumbs down for tinsel town
just color the scene gangrene.
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A three ring circus;
Part of complete confusion
And patience worn thin.
Thinks he knows it all
That seems to fit Trump the most;
Knows nothing at all.
Is such a show off;
Always cheats while playing golf;
Then lies about it.
Quite a complexion;
Skin is like that of a snake;
Sure is slippery.
Trust Trump not ever;
Of all, is the biggest joke,
We have ever seen.
All of his things ban
Along with each perfect plan;
Pure hypocrisy.
Jim Horn
Jim Horn
What Was Wrong With Thr ong
So what was wrong with big throng
Was it the right one or the wrong
Hope this is one that I should be in
Designed for both women and men.
Hope throng has a peaceful purpose
Not like Trump in a three ring circus
In carton which had been animated
And a complete fool he imitated.
As usual as we all had often feared
When is ugly back up was reared
We knew handle he soon would flip
No wonder they do call him a dip.
Trump appeared to act like King Kong
Beating on breast singing slanderous song
We saw Trump's totally,poor performance
Wish he still was in a state of dormance.
Throng shouted and had started to see
It was meant to be state of dormancy
Someone exposed his domestic violence
The moron still does maintain his silence.
James Thesarious Hilarious Horn
Honorary Retired Veteran and Poet
Some of the Stramgest People
Trump has been cause of my much stress
The poor way that people he will address
Many things into pea brain he does cram
Never saying neither yes nor no mam.
Trump tries to make things spic and span
Is so difficult to do with a small hand
After many morons had all been polled
Trump lacks having a heart of gold.
Three ring circus tri-cameral system has become
When people are nuts do they prefer plums
And also will eat prunes and raisins instead
A lump of it later was found in Trump's bed.
They were discrete and saw it on his sheet
Amazing strangest people you may meet
Selling sox, toilet paper and swimming pool
Also something to soften your hard stool.
James Vivacious Voracious Horn
Retired Vindicated Veteran and Perturbing Poet
A scent filled the air as clouds wafted in, they say it's petrichor
and quickly all the children raced in the open door.
A deluge fell, loud and pitter pattering on the shingles
as their clothes were soaked and crinkled.
Then softly it dwindled down to rain drop droplets
each warm and teasing calling children to act as hobbits
Puddles strewn huge on the driveway where they could play
and the sun shown as the children went outside to wade.
They danced to shake the stillness of the trapped cupped water
when the storm clouds opened and were rain was caught there.
An illusionary ghost image shivered on then in the surface
swimming ants and wiggle worms tried escaping with purpose
it caught their eyes and they gathered sticks to pull them out
the boys so brave, the girls raising quite a shout.
They rescued each and set them in the dirt
as the girls demanded none be hurt.
They returned then to their three ring circus,
plucking stones along the water's surface
Upon their shoulders a thousand drops came
but they gladly played all day in puddled rain.
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