walking on shadows
cast by trees
coins of sunlight
Month: July 2016
847
bathing outside
shakes tail feathers
at the window of cats
846
a rusty hinge
creaking–
night’s first cricket
845
the bald eagle
spiraling spiraling
right wing broken
844
produceΒ aisles glossy
peaches, pears, mangoes
awash in sweet color
Only Me
“I have joined the political arena so that the powerful can no longer beat up on people who cannot defend themselves.
“Nobody knows the system better than me.
“Which is whyΒ I alone can fix it.”
-excerpt from Mr. Trump’s acceptance speech
After the Acceptance Speech
“His primary rules … never allow the public to cool off; never admit a fault or wrong; never concede that there may be some good in your enemy; never leave room for alternatives; never accept blame; concentrate on one enemy at a time and blame him for everything that goes wrong; people will believe a big lie sooner than a little one; and if you repeat it frequently enough people will sooner or later believe it.”
I won’t say who this was written about. The personality-type is more important than the person discussed.
843
It’s a wonder
the candidate’s trousers
didn’t ignite
842
buskers in bushes
fiddle and watch
owls on patrol
841
snapping in the breeze
who we were, who we are
who we become
840
crickets crickets
crickets all around
surround sound
839
burning our flag
vandalizes my heart
no words worth it
838
kids chase and shout
in the cooling dusk
scaring summer away
837
smoke and mirrors
unveil the candidate–
a whiff of brimstone
836
15 cats curled
on a white rug
islands of a zen garden
835
that candidate’s record–
my scarecrow’s done
more public good
834
cold air comes out
the open PO Box– her letter
flutters dovelike
833
sermon’s on unity
I leave early
cats miss me
832
long line of ragged
skidmarked underpants
clothespins chagrined
831
smoky plumes
all along piney ridges
gray becomes morning
