Sylvan Musings

Here, on Bull Run’s banks

ancient Oaks stand sentinel

mourning mortal men.

~

Have they not yet learned

to take root and reach skyward

toward the warming sun?

~

Alas, their lives so brief,

done before they even start,

how can they attain wisdom?

First, Bull. Run!

In the distance, sharp,

the crack of rifle fire

echo high above farm ford

the peace thereof polluted.

Red Neck Wisdom

I tell ya’ guys, sports cars just suck.

Ain’t no room in the back seat to fuck,

It’s pert near a crime,

So don’t waste yer time.

Toss a mattress in the back of your truck!

Transitions

Subtle interplay

between woods and mist and sun

mark seasons changing

Damn! Slam.

There’s no debate

Dialectic discourse

Died,

Drowned these decades.

Choking

In Gold water tides,

Coughing up

Sapphire pearls,

Regurgitating gruel;

Pap force fed

Straight from the tube.

With that gift of…

¿wisdom?…

We Rove their wasteland

Seeking heroes,

Leaders,

Daddies.

We found…

John Galt.

Shotgun shot companions.

Flight-suited Frat boys

fresh from their farmsteads.

Giant Cartooned

minions, mindless;

fanning flames

of discord,

masked in glory,

flying false flags,

face-painted,

horned,

shouting slogans,

felling

cherished icons,

raising

golden calves.

crying Freedom

while loosing bloodhounds;

rooting out liberty,

filling every womb

with tomorrows cannon fodder

for their great crusade.

To capture

hearts and mind!

America!

Semantics

On this, my first of five mornings of self-quarantine, arriving hard upon the last of five languid days of lamented hospitalization, I note, in passing, the astounding semantic difference between the two, apparently, self-same phrases:

1. “Nobody expects you to do anything…”

2. “Everybody expects you to do nothing…”

Trust me, dear friends, these are far from synonymous!

Sorry, America, no Cake this year?

For the last few days, my mind has been drawn to a comparison of Parenting and Patriotism.

1. I love my children and I love my country.
2. My kids are pretty neat kids and I like them better than most other people’s kids. Likewise, my country is a pretty neat country and I like it better than most other countries.
3. When my kids do good things, I am proud on them and praise them. So too for my country.
4. When my children engage in unacceptable behavior, I express my dissatisfaction and encourage them to remedy the behavior. When my country engages in unacceptable behavior, I express my dissatisfaction and engage in action to remedy that behavior.
5. Luckily, My wife and I largely agree about what constitutes “unacceptable” behavior from our children and are able to apply sufficient force toward aiding a reformation. Sadly, my fellow citizens are so divided on what constitutes “unacceptable” behavior from my country, that I am not confident that any pressure I, and like minded citizens, can apply will have any significant influence aiding a reformation of my country’s unacceptable behaviors because so many other fellow citizens are patting my country on the back and praising the behaviors I condemn.

What is a Patriot left to do?

Cancel the Birthday Party?

Haiku 23 Jun 2022

With the palest pink

these summer Myrtle showers

litter my sidewalk

Haiku 21 Jun 2022

One golden hour

transforms endless grey days

to a silver sheen

Buffaloed

Here we go again:

one more white supremacist,

hopped up on Tucker Carlson,

popping off in nurtured rage!

Dawning Images (37) Deep Pockets

The price of fatigue

and indifference must be paid!

Shall we sacrifice the weak?

Dawning Images (36)

When booms turn to dust

Those who are the least exposed

Are also those best prepared.

Dawning Images (35)

Why am I dreaming

about the damned DMV?

Nobody needs night terrors!

Listen Up!

When the onus

on a penis

is no less

relentless

than the stigma

on a vagina,

men may have the option

to discuss abortion

but drafting legislation

to govern procreation

must remain the mandate

of those who have to gestate!