I’m not saying we don’t learn as a species. But for fuck’s sake, look around at what we’ve made, and tell me we’re any better than our grandparents in any way beyond the superficialities. Yes, we live in an age of wonders – we can…

Woe to those who oppress others. History won’t repeat itself. A New World without white supremacy. 2123 year of Jubilee. Life imitates art, you see. “Never again” will be our plea. Women are born free, they rule with glee. dedication, liberation, manifestation of our dreams….

It’s an endless cycle, war, an attempt at peace, the next war. This one is supposed to stop the cycle. I only want to survive it, get back to Oklahoma. My buddy and I hide in the hay, listen to the French farmer talking to…

1922, Ireland   Michael Collins took on a task that reminds me too much of Sisyphus, the Greek mythological king punished for continued misleading.   Sisyphus was forced to push a large boulder Uphill a difficult task for sure! Michael Collins, too, is expected to…

(inspired by the photo prompt) I wandered one day in the forest, feeling as if I was led, when I heard what sounded like music from a piano somewhere up ahead.   I followed the strains of the melody drawing me deeper into the wood….

My piano is an old Wurlitzer my grandfather won in a poker game and nearly sent my grandmother over the edge when he brought it home at 3am. It sits in my living room getting even older.   The keys are losing their action and…

close your eyes   imagine, one hundred  years in the future laid out in a magical novel. solitude. one patriarch  lighting a match  to see what’s left standing  after the phoenix broke her chains,  poisoning the well water,              …

1922 (Poetry Marathon 2022 Hour 4) The war to end all wars Had ended The Spanish Flu epidemic Was over The era of Electricity and automobiles and airplanes and radio Was now Human potential was exponential The stock market reflected the confidence That things will…

I await my beloved on the banks of the river. A picnic lunch spread out on a snow white cloth.   The air is crisp and fresh. The daffodils and azaleas dance seductively in the slight breeze. A bee flits in between the flowers.  …

The beauty I see spans ugly things and lies, so many lies. I’m trying to be observant. I’m trying to learn lessons. I’m trying to be a role model for people who don’t wear bows and have to purge what has         …