Thursday, August 27, 2020

America 2020

 

America 2020

The national leader

towering epitome of

crazed ambition,

pitiful ignorance

remarkable stupidity,

a hollowed-out spirit

directing a vast army of

the walking dead

with a cacophony of lies and

intentioned misdirections.

 

America 2020

vast homeland

marooned on a ruderless ship

bound for perdition,

blind to the truths

that lie about like

deserted corpses,

blind to its own endemic racism,

its xenophobia,

its homeless and dispossessed,

blind to its blood-soaked history

leaving the insidious remanants of holocausts

around the globe,

blind to its hatreds

its relentless and perpetual violence,

blind to the tattered fabric of its

own brutish past,

blind to the scorched and beleagured planet,

blind to the magnificent beauty of

its very homeland

filled with such wondrous diversity.

 

America 2020

land of the walking dead

fluent in endless praise

of their great country

that they proclaim with

supposed love and reverence,

yet perversity reigns

as poisons are injected with

haphazard indifference into

the sky and water and soil,

as the automobile is held sacred,

oil valued more that the future,

science held suspect

and the health and safety

of the next generations

discarded like an old and battered

pair of jeans.

 

America 2020

citizenry armed and dangerous

the gun  a tool of vigilanty justice

beneath the shadow of the noose

where the spirits of all of those

black souls hung and mutilated

scream out at us as a reminder

of our collective decadence,

law and order the mantra

spoken with eloquence

on the trash heap of battered justice,

prisons filled with the poor and

people of color,

prison cheap labor abudant,

lives emptied of meaning

among the denizens of captivity.

 

America 2020

homeless everywhere,

children with hungry demeanor

plague the streets,

poor and the destitute

queueing up at foodbanks,

bivouaced on parkbenches,

convening makeshift alliances at

bus stations and subway platforms,

crumbs dispensed with fanfare

from lavish banquets where

deals are made

and wealth assured for those

with profit running through their bloodstream.

 

America 2020

nation of sleepwalkers

oblivious to the reality all around them

to the incessant beauty of the

human world,

to the cosmos,

to the striking wonders of the

natural world,

to all the needless suffering,

oblivious to the inherent precious and

transient nature of passing time.

 

America 2020

standing at the abyss

ready to make the plunge

into the swirling vortex of

its own cumulative past,

ready to consign reason

to the graveyard,

ready to dissolve into the chaos

of violence and needless destruction,

ready to surrender freedom to the

vagaries and madness of senseless authority,

ready to consign an extraordinary experiment

that was America into

the unforgiving graveyard and

the future to desolation and regret.

Saturday, May 16, 2020

Caravan of Dreams - Introduction


By way of information I was born when the nation was about 157 years old – the US Constitution was signed on Sept. 17, 1787. As nations go, this country was barely out of its nappies. Continuing with this absurd kind of mathematics, at my current age of 75, my life has spanned 32% of the nation’s entire history (as of 2019). That represents a significant part of the American experience. Enfolded within this 75 years there were many wars along with a varied and explosive array of social issues including the atomic bombing of the Japanese cities of Hiroshima and Nagasaki near the end of World War II, the anti-Vietnam War era, the Civil Rights Movement and Jim Crow, the Gay Rights Movement, the Anti-Gun Rights Movement spawned by an incessant wave of random mass shootings, the Women’s Movement, the storm of conflict around, the Women’s right to Abortion (Roe v Wade), the horrendous destabilizing period around the destruction of the World Trade Towers in New York (Sept. 11, 2001) and the concomitant war in Afghanistan, the Gulf Wars and on and on it goes.

We are all both the benefactors and victims of the history of our times – this is an inescapable reality. Hopefully, this caravan of dreams will shed some light on all of this especially for those who may read it at some future time when these aspects of history seem so distant that their essential significance becomes muted and seemingly irrelevant.

Saturday, March 2, 2019

Bird Song



They capture in their
fleeting presence
a momentary glimpse
of nature’s resilience.

Magnificent eagle effortlessly
riding the air in a pageantry of remarkable grace,
engineering its nest
in liberating spring air.

Evening cry of the owl
perched on a crimson-hued tree
in the light of the waning sun
preparing for the hunt.

Ever-attentive robin
perusing its kingdom
for worm sign.

Sandpipers scurry across the water’s edge in
perpetual motion
forever vigilant and
prepared to take to the air at
any sign of danger.

Brown pelicans
glide across the water’s surface
without any apparent effort
skilled and impeccable fishermen.

In the heart of the forest, bird song
permeates the air
within the timeline of generations
on this most remarkable planet.

Cooper’s hawk
magnificent creature
prepared to fly like the wind
to embrace his victim
within deadly talons

They ensnare a kaleidoscope of color
in their plumage and remind us of the
wonder of life in all its
variety and splendor.

They capture in their
fleeting presence
a momentary glimpse
of nature’s resilience.

Monday, January 7, 2019

Ode to a National Pastime



Young men
tribute to ancient gladiators
fitted with helmets and awesome shoulder pads,
formidable apparitions
built like anvils
torsos hewn from ferocious action,
superb exemplars of manly flesh.

Young men
on the escape route
from poverty’s gnawing
relentless and aching abyss,
adored and maligned by anxious spectators
primed for the adrenalin rush
blood sport of the games.

Young men
readied for combat
relentless drills
blind obeisance to
dictates of savage competition
to make team owners remarkably rich.

Young men
destined to a future
adorned with consequences
battered brains within
assaulted skulls and
thoroughly abused bodies,
such are the hallmarks of
civilization.

Monday, November 19, 2018

Parkland Florida and Beyond



Seventeen dead
senselessly subtracted
from life’s equation
by a young man
captivated by chaotic circuitry
within a storm-tossed brain,
in a culture where
compassion cannot compete with
allure of profit,
where madness has
ready access to murderous weapons
needless death of little consequence,
where mass shootings have
become mere punctuation
if the grammar of the
everyday.

Monday, April 23, 2018

Planetary Lament



Incipient joy of
each new morning
sunlight impaling this planet
with color and warmth
gift of life
harbinger of possibilities.

Magnificent eagle effortlessly
riding the air in a pageantry of remarkable grace,
engineering its nest
in liberating spring air.

Great hordes of wildebeests
migrating across the Kenyan plains
in the elaborate and relentless
search for sustenance.

Polar bears shimmering in the
light of summer sun,
symbols of both strength and
nobility of spirit
prowling on Alaskan sea ice.

Orcas among their kin
sleek and graceful bodies
moving in defiance of gravity
denizens of the vast oceans
where life itself began.

Evening cry of the owl
perched on a crimson-hued tree
in the light of the waning sun
preparing for the hunt.

Leaf cutter ants moving
in ordered precision
on the tropical forest floor
on their way to and from
their magnificent nest.




All this inimitable beauty
fragile and bountiful
held hostage
by the human penchant
for comfort and convenience.

All these gifts bestowed by nature
threatened by mindless hubris,
the promise of gold,
the possibility of endless riches.

World laid bare by such
trivial pursuits,
world made destitute by the
naked will to power,

Pointless folly of our collective endeavor
to fashion a life
with us at the center
endangering the very soul of existence.

So far removed from the
exuberance and vibrancy of nature,
we risk stripping the future of
meaning.

What is the ultimate reward of
amassing the trinkets that delight us
in spite of the ultimate cost?

If human life has purpose and meaning,
why are we so determined to unravel
the very essence of our collective future?

This vivid blue marble suspended in the cosmos
dancing around a yellow star at the periphery of a
rather ordinary pinwheel galaxy
among billions of its kind,
is our home.

This vivid blue marble suspended in the cosmos
upon whose surface we are mere transients
it is not ours to possess,
it is not ours to devour
it is not ours to profane.

Sunday, March 18, 2018

Welcome to a Society with its Collective Head up its Woeful Ass



So profoundly racist
that chose a leader
unabashedly a pathological liar,
profoundly troubled narcissist,
adherent to the distorted vision of
white supremacy,
known abuser of women.

So profoundly stupid as
to think self-proclaimed right to
firearms
more important than
health and safety of
its own children.

Regards anyone
exhibiting reasoned compassion
to be immediately
held suspect.

Finds
scientists contemptible
science as
inherently evil.

Prefers the big lie
over truth,
proclaims racism is dead
while black men fill the prisons,
democracy is alive
while wealth flows unimpeded
from the many to the few,
climate change is a hoax
in the midst of staggering data that
tells a completely different story.

Welcome to a society
with its collective head
up its woeful ass,
prepared to sacrifice the
future well-being of the species for a
fabulous yet delusional dream.