Category Archives: POETRY

CHARGE AHEAD

Recharging is a must

for laptops, phones and such.

Lawn mowers, trimmers

and vacuum cleaners, too,

Simply plug in rechargers

and they act as good as new.

How does one recharge self

and not sit useless on the shelf ?

How does one plug in again

after pandemic sets the world a-spin?

Too few outlets are available.

Too few friends are amenable

to one whose immunity

compromises community.

One goes solar. One goes green.

One recharges in the Spring garden

amidst life yet unseen,

brought to mobility 

by endless possibility.

Charging ahead, hopefully;

making peace with rabbits, 

squirrels and even skunks, 

inhabiting a world much shrunk.

On such dreams endemics are born

to recharge a world too careworn

by too hot a viral sun’s passage

without blocking truth with sun glasses

darkened to hide the reality

that some of us will never be free.

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SAVE THE MOTHERS

Mother’s Day is but once a year.

A single day to recognize

the source of our beginnings,

the well-spring of our lives.

“Every day is Children’s Day,” 

Mom would say. “No need to name

a special time to recognize children’s worth.” 

But that was then and this is now.

The only recognition now is the day of birth.

What happens next has too little value.

The lives of children lie on fields left fallow.

Now, children are hungry and homeless.

Now, children are untutored and untaught.

Now, children are raped and bombed.

Now, children are drugged and addicted.

Now, children are placed in fear of their demise

so great, they take their own lives.

Now, children are sexualized.

Now, children are not our wealth.

Now, greed uses children to gain wealth.

Mothering requires more today

than being an honored guest at one’s own party.

Mother’s bear more honor and more stress.

Mothers bear heavier burdens for the children unblessed

by a nation whose wealth is forged on forgetfulness

of the needs of women and children.

Mother’s burdens are no longer their own; 

but, their children’s as well.

Saving the children is not enough.

First, we must save the mothers.

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ODE TO MY BROTHERS

Three brothers had I by my side.

Clothed in Sicilian charm

and girded by American pride

they showed up unexpectedly

to protect and defend their sister.

I  valued their strength and their lift.

I lifted weights by their side.

Still they believed 

they were more fit than I,

who won ever race

on ballerina legs in full stride.

All went well 

unless I tried to tell 

them what to do or how.

Respect was a two-way street;

except, there were only a few 

I was free to pursue.

So, I disobeyed brothers’ orders

and crossed all the borders

they tried to enforce.

Still, they showed up unexpectedly

at every movie and dance 

where young men might be

looking for a chance

to cajole and control a young lady.

I discovered, that unlike loving brothers such as mine,

men could be cruel and threatening

to women who refused

to stay in their place.

I am a sister much blessed

by noogies and teasing

that seem relentless.

I am a sister well-loved,

a sister well-protected,

and always respected.

What do women want?

We want it all.

Just like men do.

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FALLING FROM A MORE PERFECT UNION

Alito’s words stilled my own.

A falling body has no time

to waste on words when breath

is so precious and undermined

by space displaced by diving

thoughts toward a very dark place.

It is not just Roe which falls with me;

but, likely Obergefell, Griswold 

and Loving, too. So old,

I recall them all. The sacred tome

which gives the rights owed humanity

is our constitution which gives privacy a home

of safety, freedom and security.

Alito steals them all from me.

The greater fear is that he would say

mob rule would bind our hands again 

with state’s rights to up-end a nation’s democracy.

The word privacy does not exist, so he says.

Nor does the word slavery, nor contraception,

nor sexuality, nor women’s and persons of color’s

right to vote and have a say in lives they own;

because they don’t in the words originally

written for white land-owning gentlemen alone.

But that is the  point, one no longer hidden.

White male supremacy, and protecting the wealthy

is Republicans’ true north. Which is why 

even women support letting democracy die.

Why even kind men still vote for extremist

candidates they know can save their wealth

by telling the most outrageous lies.

Stolen election is not the first lie.

The first was that women and Africans are less

than any white man of wealth could allow

to be free, for fear their fields of wealth

once shared, would lie fallow. 

I thought I could no longer write poetry

while my love for country makes me cry

knowing my beloved Law is often denied.

The law is sacrosanct, you see. 

Alito’s words mean the courts are no longer free.

And that will be the death of the rights

of you and me, and perhaps the world

whom my country once led toward democracy.

The world is falling along with me.

I am not alone if you join me and vote 

for those who would protect us as we fall,

and right the wrong words which stand so tall

we can no longer recognize truth at all.

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OVERTURNING WOMEN

No exception for rape

when Roe is overturned

should be no surprise.

The whole point is

the sanctity of life.

Except for women,

whose lives 

are not their own.

They belong to men.

To use.

To direct.

To control.

And of course,

to rape.

To quiet.

To destroy.

It is a state’s right,

don’t you know?

One human right

is no better than another

if men 

cannot have their way.

Exceptions have no place

in the religious right’s mind.

Religion itself is at risk.

Do you think the right

stops here

when a woman’s rights

are destroyed ?

Whose religion has a say?

Not mine, nor yours.

This is no longer a nation 

of laws and not men.

Law has been destroyed

by men whose religion

of male superiority holds sway

on our Supreme Court,

and finds support by women 

selling out other women

to please men, or male gods

whose love is no longer Supreme.

A god whose love

is no longer on display.

And men are soon free

to act with racial superiority.

For certainly, 

once woman’s right to be

in control of her life is stolen.

Other lives are also at risk.

Sad day for me

to learn law has been supplanted,

dismantled, denied and destroyed.

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DIMMING DEMOCRACY

Personal integrity holds power

hour after hour,

a self-charging battery

which needs no flattery.

Its lack weakens the energy

of those out of charity,

whose vision holds no clarity

of truth over lies.

Whose only means of holding power

is what autocrats allow

as they are charged to follow

and democracy dies.

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FADING DAFFODILS

The daffodils and I are fading.

Our tulip friends who bloomed later not far behind.

The  bright colors once so gaily waving

in gentle sun now unwind

the cord which seemed to hold back

warmer days and nights; the cord which holds back time.

Clouds continue to place a sack

over Sun’s greater insights of reason and rhyme,

sleeping still too many hours

to bring the garden fully back

to life.

What is it in the soul that yearns

for Spring in Winter and Summer in Spring?

How to live in the moment I’ve yet to learn.

Around and around the seasons I go,

seeking to learn just one more thing.

When I shall stop nobody knows.

Until then I shall dance and sing

among the flowers which in my garden grow.

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VOTING FOR THE CHILDREN

“Stop, dear. You are frightening the children.”

is a line written into the family script

of every sit-com ever writ.

Bullies have been ever near creating fear

over those who power they sense may be

greater than their single autocracy;

built into the democracy of the family.

Fear does not subside once children leave the nest.

It persists and blankets adult nakedness.

The brain is an amazing protector

storing fear in a separate chamber outside reason’s own.

Reaching the age of reason is not enough alone

to overcome the constancy of threats that cut to bone.

in family sit-coms Dad was chided, even derided

when his supremacy and autocracy was on display.

Mother and children were filled with dismay

which they treated with complacency

and placated with plots created in funny ways.

Mother tried to soothe the savage beast who though it great fun

to keep his wife and children under the gun.

Week after week, the same battle waged

to bring family under his  control.

Week after week, mother and children placated the fool

who tried to instill autocratic rule against the family

whose adhesion to democratic rule, guided by equity,

acknowledged “one for all and all for one” the glue

that held family together against mob rule.

The Republican Party learned a different lesson than I

sitting wide-eyed as a child watching sit-coms.

The Republican Party delights in bullies’ power 

to create fear hour-after-hour in the political sit-com

“now daily at a”  FOX  “news station near you.”

They found it great fun to run games on the wife,

the children, neighbors they despised;

even, neighborhoods and entire nations;

making citizens cry as they watch democracy die.

The vote is going by the way unless we stay the hand

threatening us with Republican absolute rule

Life is not a sit-com. The vote is our greatest tool

to fight the autocratic fool whose fear weighs so heavily

upon those watching freedom-lovers placate the man

who would deny the vote in any way he can.

Even when reason returns, the fear remains locked in place

in a brain which keeps it safe for future use.

The only safe response can be 

to stop those frightening the children.

Fear only ends when we stand and fight,

defeat it and subdue it; and thus, destroy what causes fright 

so it cannot linger in a safe place.

We must lock away the fear-mongerers instead.

We are losing our children; and, too many can find no safe space.

“Dear Republicans, you are frightening the children.”

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DESSERT LINES TAX DEMOCRACY

There were too many choices on the dessert tray.

“Each one take one” deserted us in the fray

to take more than our neighbor day after day.

Only those who had already eaten their full

were allowed into the dessert line’s pull.

They soon fearfully learned to guard their place,

that their rights to the line were not earned, but disgrace 

to those deprived of sweet-takings

engaged in new nation-making;

not filled with days of Turkish delights,

but with hungry days turned into endless nights.

Where dreams dashed middle-class hope, 

which died on buffet lines, the poor man’s trope.

The anger is real, if misdirected

believing The Big Lie that goes un-dissected

lest truth arise before their eyes

explaining they face their country’s demise.

We are the source of our own destruction

electing leaders who lie without compunction

and promise to allow us into the buffet line

where dessert is denied time after time.

Democracy dies with the death of the middle-class.

Without “each-one take one” our democracy cannot last.

The buffet lines of life are heavily taxed

while the dessert line where few stand tight go un-taxed.

They are bloated and full of themselves, supremacists all,

while the rest of us watch democracy fall

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AGING CHILDREN ALL

Healthy minds come in all kinds.

The butcher, the baker, the candle stick maker

all row together or sink below the sea at best, 

or wander earth’s oceans without rest.

Too much anxiety, too little propensity

to throw out life preservers for everyone,

it is clear, makes enemies where there are none.

Children’s rhymes are true for all times.

Those who think they have left behind

childhood are out of their minds.

Forever childlike is my goal . 

It is the only way to assure I stay whole.

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