There is something called the Dictator's Treadmill: once you get on, you can’t get off, because falling off means ending up in jail. What options does the leader have, and what is he/she willing to do not to fall off?
Monday, November 3, 2025
Sunday, August 24, 2025
Give me that old time religion
On a rising wind
Distant drumming begins
listen and take heed
You mortal menAncient druids whisper low,
"Earth's rhythms, you do not know.
Polluting streams and burning skies,
Your greed destroys, with reckless sighs.
The ancient oaks, they stand and weep,
Their whispers echo in endless sleep.
The winds howl loud, a mournful sigh,
As humans ravage, with a blinded eye.
Awaken, mortals, to nature's plea,
Lest the earth, in ruin, be.
The balance shifts, the future's told,
In harmony with nature, you'll unfold."
Sunday, January 5, 2025
Snow plows
Bastards
Thursday, June 27, 2024
Sunday, May 5, 2024
Sacred Spaces
Sacred Spaces
Wednesday, April 17, 2024
Monkeys with Typewriters
We poets are all Monkey’s with Typewriters
In cages of flesh,
with fire of thought,
We tap at keys,
by instinct or whim.
A game of chance and rhyme,
An epiphany scrawled,
or gibberish hurled?
A Shakespeare sonnet ,
or monkeys' world?
Each word falls,
a puzzle laid,
‘A world created,
at our fingertips beat.
Poets write
because they have to.
Happy for bananas,
or praise
though money wouldn’t hurt.
Monday, February 26, 2024
The Break up
The Breakup
I thought Winter had left me,
with her cold-hearted ways,
cutting me to the bone.
I was happy to see her go.
now the snow is falling
and the windows are rattling.
Looks like the bitch is back.
ch2024

