I have to share my find:  The startingly prescience of an American poet laurate.  I found the following stanza in Donald Hall's book of poetry:  White Apples and the Taste of Stone" (Page 170).  The poem was written in 1988 -- 24 years ago!  Does anybody but me see a prophecy… Read full post »

I don't think that the rapture occured.  If it did, there were very few righteous that were raised to heaven.  So, let's get on with next year's election.  I have summarized the recommended GOP platform for the "Joe Plummers" of the world, and the GOP candidates.

1.   &n… Read full post »

He eternally cursed

     Adam and Eve and their children

     for their disobedience.

He drowned all his children

     except for Noah and his family

     because of their idolatry.

He plagued Egypt ten… Read full post »

     No, not the big brother of the novel 1984.  The big brother of a little bully.

     As I was growing up, more than once I was challenged by a little snot-nosed kid that I could easily lick.  I refused the challenge because the kid's big brother w… Read full post »

      Are those rumors about building holding camps for illegal immigrant detention true?  President Obama has tried tougher enforcement of immigration laws -- in effort to garner support for the Dream Act.  His effort proved fruitless on Saturday.  By a vote o… Read full post »

He's an old heavyweight.

Misshaped fingers.

Cauliflower ears.

Jagged eyebrows.

Crooked nose.

The back is still muscled.

The waist is still trim.

The arms are still large.

The legs are still strong.

Sixty-eight fights

     with forty-two wins.

He was never knoc… Read full post »

I write of commonplace themes.

I write of ordinary people.

I write of practical daydreams.

I write of remembrances.

I don't cite famous poets.

I don't cite exotic flora.

I don't cite bohemian tastes.

I don't cite arcane creeds.

I am pedantic.

I am verbose.

I am self-righteous.

I… Read full post »

Tell me, friend.

     how many have died in Operation Enduring Freedom?

Tell me, citizen,

     how many have died in Operation Iraqui Freedom?

Tell me, patriot,

     how many have been wounded?

Tell me, Christian,

     h… Read full post »

Now that I am

     "old and grey and full of sleep

       and nodding by the fire,"

I "murmur a little sadly how Love fled."  *

Then I think of Willie and Julio singing

     To All The Girls I've Ever Loved.  … Read full post »

I've done some good

     along the way.

I can't recall an incident.

There must have been some.

I'm kind.

I'm generous.

I'm empathetic.

I love babies and toddlers.

When I say "some good"

     I mean an act or contribution

     that is… Read full post »

Before Jesus can come,

     the Third Temple must be built

     on the Temple Mount in Jerusalem.

Trouble is

     the Muslim Dome of the Rock is

     now situtated on the Temple Mount.

You can see the problem.

That… Read full post »

Once a month, in the sixth grade,

     we had a box lunch party.

The girls brought a box lunch for two.

The boys brought a quarter.

Each quarter went to charity.

Nance, Dorothy and Bonnie.

Those were the pretty girls.

That's where the competition was.

I always chose Georgia.

Georg… Read full post »

I am so sick and tired of all those liberal, progressive, socialistic complaints from the Far Left.  Yes, times are tough.  Unemployment is excessive.  Foreclosures are rampant.  My response is grab your bootstraps and lift yourself up.  There are numerous ways to counteract… Read full post »

This post is a fond farewell to my friends (favorites) in OS.  For some reason that I can't explain I have received an offer that I can't refuse.  I received a PM from Mr. Nicholas Dansuma, a branch manager of the Eco Bank of Ghana.  In the message, Mr. Nicholas explained… Read full post »

Advertized

       by church announcement

       by poster and sign

       by newspaper and radio.

It promises music.

It promises entertainment.

           … Read full post »

Folk wisdom said

     treat a lady like a whore,

     treat a whore like a lady.

The young man said

     this is contrary,

     this is wrong.

So, he carried his pedestal.

Like Merlin's enchantment,

&… Read full post »

This poem was prompted by Bonnie Russell's "Good Catholics" post.  (Just happened to have it in my memory snapshot bank.)

In the early morning,

     on the way home from work,

     I passed my friend John.

He was sitting

     on… Read full post »

"When the capital development of a country becomes a by-product of the activities of a casino, the job is likely to be ill-done."

                            &nb… Read full post »

_{After reading scanner's touching poem to his dad, I envied him.  Why I envied him can be gleaned from this repost for Father's Day.}

My father was an acquaintance.

I met him first when I was eight.

I was introduced !

He sat me on his lap and,

     in… Read full post »

As a result of the 2010 census, it is confidently anticipated that the state of Nevada will be granted a fourth congressional district.  It is my intention to file for and campaign for the office of U.S. House of Representives from the new district.  It is recognized that, when the new… Read full post »

_{I used to meet him at recess}

     _{under the one tree in our schoolyard.}

_{At first, it was just casual conversation.}

_{He wagged his tail and slobbered a bit}

     _{in congenial reply.}

_{He returned each day at recess time.}

_{I became the only ap}… Read full post »

A re-post prompted by Dave Rickert's post entitled The Bridge Over The River Patriot - Part I.

Bellicose, belligerent, pugnacious;

     the grand old party plays rough.

Think of a street fighter.

Questioning the patriotism of a senator

     who lost thre… Read full post »

_{"War, it must be recognized, even by those who support the conflict in  Iraq,  distorts and damages those sent to fight it."}

                           … Read full post »

What happened to the recess bell?

Why doesn't it ring anymore?

I am tired of exercises and examinations.

I want to escape the dreary routine,

I want to play at adventure.

I want to frolic free from expectations.

I want to run and yell.

_{"5.   And when thou prayest thou shall not be as the hypocrites are; for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and in the corners of the streets, that they may be seen of men.  Verily I say to you.  They have their reward}

_{"6.   But then, when thou prayest,}… Read full post »