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  • April 2018 Poems

    April 2018 Poems

    April 2018 poems

    In 2017, I I participated in my first April Month of Poetry poetry challenge. The goal, write one poem per day during the month and post them.  i completed a bit more than 30 and posted them on triferet journal @ http://tiferetjournal.com and on a special community facebook page  https://www.facebook.com/tiferetapril2018poemathon/ .
    I also posted them on All Poetry, https://allpoetry.com/Jake_Aller#t_main and

    https://allpoetry.com/group/14865-National_Poetry_Month_at_Allpoetry

    Poetry Soup  https://www.poetrysoup.com/me/jakecosmos | edit

    I followed up in 2018, also on Triferet journal

    journal @ http://tiferetjournal.com, and on a special community Facebook page @https://www.facebook.com/TiferetApril2018Poemathon/

    and All Poetry, and Poetry Soup.

    This year, 2019 I changed focus a bit and wrote them mostly following links in Writers Digest,  https://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/2019-april-pad-challenge-day-28

    Creative Talents Unleashed, (add link)

    https://creativetalentsunleashed.com/

    *and Writing.com poetic forms forum. (add link)

    https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/view/jcosmos

    as well as posting them daily on all poetry, writers digest and on my blog (which I did not have in 2017 and 2018.

    I tried this year to experiment with more formal verse forms which is one of my creative goals this year.  Writers Digest has a great list, as does All poetry, poetry Soup, Magnum Poetry Opus.  For more info on formal verse forms see

    https://allpoetry.com/

    https://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry/resources/

    https://www.writersdigestshop.com/writers-digest-guide-to-poetic-forms-ebook?utm_source=writersdigest.com&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=wd-rlb-bl-190329-guidetopoeticforms

    http://www.poetrymagnumopus.com/forums/forum/23-explore-the-craft-of-writing-poetry/

    I also added images and audio clips. For 2017, and 2018 I have gone back and revised them slightly adding in images and audio clips.  I intend to turn these poems into my first published book of poetry.

    Comments and feedback greatly appreciated.  I intent to make this an annual creative project and keep going as long as I can.

    Now to the 2018 Poems:

    Index

    • published

    April 01  Thank God For Angela
    April 02, 2018  Angela Haiku
    April 03, 2018  2007 How Much I Despise You
    April 03 Trump’s Wall Against Reason
    April 04  It Has been Done Before
    April 05  Walls Divide Us 
    April 06 Mr. Trump Tear Down this Wall
    < Aril 09 Trump
    April 10 Haiku
    April 11 Hiking in the Spring time Snow
    April 12  Learning I am Part Jewish
    April 13 There is Nothing More to be Said *
    April 14  Hiking the Hills of My Youth Hanibun
    April 15 Living with Pain Hanibun
    April 16  Five Signs of the Apocalypse
    April 17  Emperor Surveys the Eastern Sea
    April 18  The General Unleashes the Kraken
    April 19  Plead to the Computer Gods
    April 20  Number of the Beast 
    April 21  The Neo-Fascists are Let loose
    April 22  Life In Between  *
    April 23  the Light Will Prevail April
    April 24 April 19   Samonka for Angela
    em>April 25  62 Years Young

    April 26  Married Girl of My Dreams *
    April 27  The Darkness Grows
    April 28 It was God’s Will They Say
    April 29  Looking Out My Window
    April 30 In Search of America – Hitching the USA in 1975 

    Audio Clips

    April 1 to April 5

    April 6  to April  10

    April   15 to April 20

    April 20 to April 29

    April 30 Hitchhiking Tales

    April 1

    Thank God for Angela

    Every day I wake up
    And see you there
    I thank God

    That he had the wisdom
    To send you to me
    To save me

    By bringing you into my life
    You are the sunshine
    That lights up the day

    You are the reason
    I get up in the morning
    And you are reason
    I exist

    Without you I am nothing
    But dust blowing in the wind

    Waiting until death
    Takes me down

    April 02 –

     2017 How Much I Despise You

     

    Following 2016
    the second worst year ever
    Will 2018 be any better ?

    And what we have suffered
    The darkness settles on the land
    Like a curse on the land

    As our mad demented senile
    dotard king wannabe
    Struts about the world’s stage
    Ushering America’s inevitable decline

    April 03 –

    Angela Haiku

    Every day I wake up
    To the love of my long life
    And say Thanks to God

    April 04,-

    Trump’s Wall Against Reason

    The President wants to build a wall
    Against the southern hordes
    Another great wall
    To keep the barbarians out

    He wants to build a wall
    Against reason
    Against science
    Against the modern world

    Hiding behind the wall
    On the southern border

    Desperately trying to keep them out
    The unwashed masses
    The undocumented
    The illegals

    Streaming across the border
    Seeking to wreck the pure land

    Murderous hordes
    Rapists, drug dealers
    Coming to take our land over

    As he stands on the border
    Trying to stop the hordes himself

     

    April 05th

    It Has Been Done Before

    Before Trump’s Wall
    There were many other walls

    The Berlin Wall
    The Great Wall
    Hadrian’s Wall

    All the walls

    of the ancient world
    All failed
    To keep the enemies out

    The enemies of freedom
    The enemies of the state
    Still came across the border

    To loot, steal, rape and plunder
    And nothing could stop
    The flood of history

    April 06

    Walls Divide Us

    In Modern America
    We all live in gated communities
    Trying desperately to keep them out

    Out of sight
    Out of mind
    And out of our lives

    And yet we fail
    Fail to accept the others
    Are human beings

    Are our fellow creatures
    As we wall ourselves off
    Into our separate communities

    We lose our humanity
    And we lose ourselves
    As we hide in our walls
    Hide in our bubbles

    April 07

    Mr. Trump

    Please tear down this wall
    Please open up your heart
    Please stop this madness

    We are all Americans
    We are all one people

    And your wall
    Will not stop us
    From becoming one people

    Please tear down this wall
    Please build bridges to the future
    Please open your heart
    And let the love shine through

     

    April 8

    Angela

    Angela is my life
    No better friend in the universe
    Greatest Love of all
    Every Day I thank God
    Love of my life
    Angela My Soul Mate

    Love of my long life
    Everything I ever desires
    Everything I ever needed

    April 9

    Trump

    The President of the United States
    Republican Leader of the Free world
    Uber ales nations
    Muttering insanities
    Preposterous Nonsensical tweets

     

     

    April 10th,

    Putin

    Post Modern Leader
    Uniting all the Russians
    Triumphant against all enemies
    Including the Great Satan
    Nevertheless always living in fear

    April 11

    Hiking in the Spring Time Snow

    Talking a walk in the mountains
    In the spring time snow
    Snow falling down all over the trail

    As I wander through the hills
    Breathing the early spring smells
    And seeing the world covered in white magic
    The last remnants of the winter’s touch

    Before the spring time gambol of flowers
    Overwhelms nature once again
    Preparing for the summer’s hellish heat

     

    April 12

    Met My Fate Haiku

    I met my late fate
    In a bar room face one night
    My fate started that date

     

     

    April 13 -,

    Learning I am part Jewish

    Recently I learned that I was part Jewish
    That was long rumored in our family tree
    Never confirmed until DNA came again

    But whether my Jewish ancestors lived
    Or died in the holocaust I have not heard
    Never again will we live through that pain

     

     

    April 14 –

    There is nothing more to be said

    There is nothing more to be said

    Nothing more I can add
    Nothing more than this

    I will love you
    Until the end of time itself
    and death does us part

     

     

    April 15 –

    Hiking the Hills of My Youth

    I grew up in Berkeley, California in the 60’s.  Ever since I was a youngster I would wander the hills of Berkeley hiking for hours by myself and sometimes with my friends. I explored every nook and cranny every corner of the hills and got to know nature in its infinite beauty.

    Ever since those days, I have longed for the day that I could spend my days hiking and wandering  in the hills.  Now that I am retired and living in Korea I can go for a long walk in the hills every day I want.  It is not the same as the hills I grew up, no vistas of the Bay and it is in Korea to boot but most days it is sufficient as I head out early afternoon and conquer four or five miles of hills just enjoying that fact that I can still move and am still very much alive at age 62!

    I grew up hiking the hills of Berkeley, California
    Grew up knowing every corner of the hills
    And the infinite beauty of the Bay Area

    And now I find myself in a strange land
    With time on my hands
    I wander the hills above the airport
    In Incheon Korea

    And wander about here and there
    Just being grateful
    That I am still alive
    And kicking at age 62

     

     

    April 16,-

    Living with Pain (Hanibun)

    Back in 1996 I had the accident that changed everything.  I went jogging one morning. It was dark outside, and I thought that I knew the trail.  Big mistake.  I fell down a ledge hidden where the trail should have been.  I shattered me heal in a million pieces.  I was rushed to an ER and told that I need an emergency operation and would be bed ridden for four months.

    My wife was in San Antonio at the time serving in the Army, I was in DC working for the State Department.  I flew in a wheel chair to San Antonio where they proclaimed that they had to wait a week for the swelling to go down before they could operate.  The Air force doctors wanted to try a new procedure – using shark cartridge as a bone supplement.  The operation was a success until I quit taking antibiotics six months later.  I was in DC by myself then.  I went to the hospital for an unrelated thing -removal of a cist I think.  But the doctors took one look at me and proclaimed that the staph had become a multiple drug resistant staph and I needed an urgent operation.  The next day I had the third of 15 operations.  I endured six months at Walter Reed hospital but that was in the 90’s prior to the wars of the 21st century filled the base up. They had few customers and I got to know the doctors well.

    I know pain
    Intimately aware of every ache
    Every pain

    Ever since that day
    When I went under the knife
    And had the 14 operations
    That saved my life

    But I am not one to complain
    I became one with the pain
    Which I endure to this day

    Knowing that I am alive
    Having cheated death
    Twenty times in life

    Waiting for the grim reaper
    To finally claim me

    But that day has not come
    And until then
    I will endure

    April 17th

    Five Signs of the Apocalypse

    One

    Watching the evening news
    Spin forth
    the latest scandals de jour

    The fake news and spin

    The daily propaganda
    And the utter destruction
    of common sense
    And reason

    The thought comes to mind
    Are we living in the end of times
    Is the Apocalypse drawing neigh?

    Two

    The signs of the coming
    of the end times
    Have been endlessly debated

    Among the
    Christian right wing blog sphere
    Ever since Israel was reborn

    Apparently
    triggering the cosmic count down

    “According to Revelation 12, a pregnant woman will be hunted by a satanic seven-headed dragon eager to eat her unborn child. The woman will be clothed with the “sun, with the moon under her feet and a crown of twelve stars on her head. She brought forth a man-child, who was to rule all nations with a rod of iron: and her child was caught up unto God and to his throne. The Scripture continues to explain that the “woman was given two wings of a great eagle, that she might fly into the wilderness, into her place, where she is nourished for a time, and times, and half a time, from the face of the serpent.”

    But the pending eclipse is
    another astronomical sign
    the end is near
    and that the Rapture is fast approaching.

    ….the image will be created in the sky on Sept. 23. …..Virgo represents the woman

    in Revelations 12 who will be clothed in sunlight.
    She will be in position over the moon
    and under the nine stars and three planets.

    ….More importantly, to trust

    the right God,” he reported to the publication. “If people want to be ready, the one thing you can do is accept what He has offered, which is the gift of grace and forgiveness. That’s all we have to do to be ready.”

    Yet September 23 end
    and the world is still here.
    Are there other signs
    that the end is near?

    All of this

    is speculation as Jesus said He didn’t know the date or hour when the Almighty would close the final chapter on mankind. Scripture clearly states in Mathew 24:36 that no one knows when the end will be. “But of that day and hour, no one

    knows, not even the angels of heaven, but My Father only.”

    Three

    Yet the fear persists in my heart

    As I watch the news
    The days grow darker

    Moment by moment
    The light of reason
    Seems to be replaced

    By famines, rumors of war
    and false prophets galore

    All in according
    to revelations
    the false prophets claim

    Gods plan
    unfolding as we speak

    “Things like wars, earthquakes, famine and technology (implanted microchips in our bodies already have been tested by BioNyfiken in Sweden) all point that we are moving toward Jesus’ return.

    “The prophecy of Daniel 2 alone shows we are in the time of the end and all the other evidence proves we are in the very end times,” the site reported. They

    indicated that the world was going to a 100 percent cashless system and how the “powers of this world are now trying to make cash obsolete, and are actively pushing pure electronic forms of payment, like PayPal and Google Wallet for instance. Take a look at the news and you will see this being reported in different countries of the world.”

    Yes this has occurred already.
    In India they wiped out the 100 rupee note

    in an attempt to go cashless all at once !
    and it failed.

    Yes the signs are all about us
    If only we have eyes to see
    And ears to hear
    And minds to understand

    Four

    “Non-Christians will find it hard to believe we are living in the last days of earth’s history. It’s in the Bible,

    II Peter 3:3-4, TLB.

     

    “First, I want to remind you that in the last days there will come scoffers who will do every wrong they can think of, and laugh at the truth. This will be their line of argument: ‘So Jesus promised to come back, did He? Then where is He? He’ll never come! Why, as far back as anyone can remember everything has remained exactly as it was since the first day of creation.’”

    Yes, why has not Jesus come back?

    Is that yet another sign the end is near?
    They all say the coming of the Antichrist

    is a sign of the end.

    “It’s in the Bible, I John 2:18, NKJV. “

    “Little children, it is the last hour; and as you have heard that the Antichrist is coming, even now many antichrists have come, by which we know that it is the last hour.”

    What moral conditions will be characteristic of society in the last days? It’s in the Bible, II Timothy

    3:1-5, NIV.

    “But mark this: There will be terrible times in the last days. People will be lovers of themselves, lovers of money, boastful, proud, abusive, disobedient to their parents, ungrateful, unholy, without love, unforgiving, slanderous, without self-control, brutal, not lovers of the good, treacherous, rash, conceited, lovers of pleasure rather than lovers of God—having a form of godliness but denying its power. Have nothing to do with them.”

    And this is so true in the era of Trump
    and the new oligarchs who have taken over

    The swamp monsters have come out
    of the dark slimly corners of America

    Proclaiming
    it is their time to come out
    And openly
    rule the world

    And the bible confirms
    this dire prophecy

    Five

    “Talk of peace and safety are a sign of the last days. It’s in the Bible, I Thessalonians 5:2-3, NIV.

    “For you know very well that the day of the Lord will come like a thief in the night. While people are saying, ‘Peace and safety,’ destruction will come on them suddenly, as labor pains on a pregnant woman, and they will not escape.”

    The gospel will go to the whole world and the end will come. It’s in the Bible, Matthew 24:14, NIV. “And this gospel of the kingdom will be preached in the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come.”

    Yes, I say on to you

    When talk of peace in the world is upon us
    When the Korean lions lay down their weapons

    And proclaim their new found brotherhood
    Perhaps the end times are finally coming to pass

    “We have seen how seven biblically prophesied circumstances could not have come to pass until recent times. In fact, the establishment of the state of Israel in 1948 was clearly a major turning point in the fulfillment of Bible prophecy, as was the acquisition of the hydrogen bomb by the two superpowers of the 1950s that led to the period of mutually assured destruction.

    All has now become possible. This, in turn, makes it much more likely that our generation will live to see Jesus Christ return and establish the Kingdom of God on earth. After all, Jesus Himself said that once these things begin, the generation alive at that time “will by no means pass away till all these things take place” (Matthew 24:34).”

    And so, we close
    Where we began

    Fearing
    that the end of the world
    is coming

    How it will end
    is beyond anyone’s guess

    Perhaps
    the zombie apocalypse
    will end civilization

    More likely
    nuclear war
    and nuclear winter
    Will doom us all

    Perhaps a super volcano
    Will blow us all to hell

    Perhaps alien invaders
    will take us over

    Exterminating us
    as we try to do
    to the Native Americans

    Perhaps
    an AI will
    take us over

    Leading us
    To terminator Land

    Perhaps
    the rapture will occur

    And the grim events
    In revelations
    will come to pass

    And perhaps
    nothing will happen

    We will somehow survive
    The end times

    But I am afraid
    That the end times are coming
    Sooner than we think

    And so, the world ends
    Much as it began

    With a big bang
    Or a soft whimper

    God only knows
    And he is silent as usual

    April 18th

    Emperor Surveys the Eastern Sea


    The Emperor of the known world
    Stood out on his balcony
    In the eastern sea palace

    Surveying the wilds of the Eastern Sea
    Wondering who
    or what lived across the sea

    Or if there were lands there
    As rumored by all

    Lands ruled
    by nameless
    bearded ape like men

    The Emperor of all the Lands
    Ruled all the known world

    From the imperial capitol
    He had build in the dessert

    He ruled all he could see
    From the Eastern Shore

    To the wild waste lands
    Beyond the great wall

    The Emperor had fought hard
    Over the years

    To unify the people
    Under one banner

    Fighting against the wild ones
    Of the Western wastes

    And their allies the witches
    Of the inner world

    And yet he was not satisfied
    He knew that

    he would have to lead
    And expedition to the lands
    Beyond the eastern Sea

    And he could rest
    Until he had finally
    Conquered the known universe

    Bringing it
    under imperial control

    That was his destiny
    To rule the known
    and unknow universe

    As foretold by imperial soothsayers
    And the prophetic books of ancient days

     

     

    April 19 –

    The General Unleashes the Kraken

    General Lee
    Stared out at the Eastern Sea

    Wondering what was out there
    On the other end

    But today he had a mission
    He was going to show
    The Emperor

    That his sailors had captured
    The dreaded kraken sea monster
    And had figured out how to ride it

    And they were going
    to release the kraken

    As they put down
    the latest rebellion
    Among the restive folks
    of the Eastern Shore

    Who were resisting
    becoming part of the Empire
    The general ordered
    Release the Kraken

    And the kraken
    A huge sea dragon

    Came out of is dark dungeon
    And two sailors climbed on board

    And the Kraken
    went into the ocean
    And attacked the fishing
    crafts of the villagers

    Killing everyone in a few minutes
    Of frenzied violence

    The kraken came back
    And the sailors
    climbed off its back

    And the kraken attacked them
    Killing them
    in a frenzied act of further violence

    The emperor turned to the general
    Very impressive

    But needs a bit of work don’t you think?

    The kraken looked up at the general
    And screamed out curses

    Saying
    that the kraken

    worked for no man

    And that other kraken would be summoned
    To revenge the attack on the kraken’s honor

    And he leaped up
    Grabbed the general and the Emperor
    And dove into the ocean —

     

     

    April 20, –

    Plead to the Computer Gods

    Today I woke up
    As I usually do

    To yet another mystifying morning
    Of unspecified computer errors

    Could not get the computer to work
    Then when I finally got it to work
    After an half an hour

    Microsoft word did not load
    And when it did

    I finally located my work
    From yesterday

    I had to find it in the roaming file
    Why?

    Who knows?

    Only to find
    That most of what I wrote
    Had vanished into the ether

    No explanation no warning

    It was there saved yesterday
    And now gone for ever

    Once I did an experiment

    Tracking computer errors for a week
    75% of the time I encountered errors

    Most of the time simple
    Screen freezes
    no response message

    Then when I recovered
    the program
    The data was gone

    Microsoft has yet to respond
    to my e-mail

    I suppose I need to do it again

    But today I will close with a prayer
    To the Computer Gods

    Just once I would like
    You to do what you are supposed to do

    Open my documents
    Save my work

    And not give me any errors
    Crashes or other unspecified problems

    Is that too much to ask

    Oh, Computer Gods

    Just once
    Do what you are supposed to do

    That is all I ask of you

     

    April 21

    Number of the Beast

    Behold a vision
    A nightmare

    The legendary beast of revelations
    Comes alive
    Sniffs the air

    Assuming the mantel of leadership
    Turning into the Orange man
    With unnatural hair

    Spewing forth sweet sounding nonsense
    Spraying hate with every word
    Inciting the world into madness

    He continues
    into the halls of power
    Walks down the street
    Unleashing hell on earth

    Soon all know
    the number of the beast

    666

    As he prepares the world
    To accept the anti-Christ

    And all bow down
    To worship their new master

    As he leads the world
    to hell itself

     

     

    April 22nd

    The Neo Fascists are let loose

    The Neo-Fascists are let loose
    By their champion the man in Orange

    Whose racist mutterings have let loose
    The ranting nutty voices of the right

    Championing their god given right

    To rule and regulate
    all that they see

     

     

    April 23 -,

    Life In-between

    For years I have lived
    In-between two worlds

    Korea
    where my wife’s
    family comes from

    And the Bay area
    Where I grew up

    and the laidback progressive
    wild west coast

    and the cutthroat
    Dour eastern establishment
    Washington DC
    Where I worked for 27 Years

    And I live between
    My official duties
    And my desire
    To be a wild-eyed poet

    And life in-between
    Means you belong nowhere
    Yet are everywhere

    Always disoriented
    Always half lost
    Never really feeling you belong

    That is life
    Living in-between

     

     

    April 25

    Somonka for Angela

    I have dreamt of you

    For almost seven long years
    And now you are here

    What can I do about this
    Only thing to do love you
    You are all I want

    All that I
    need in this life

    Thank to all the gods
    For bringing you in my life
    From now to the end of time

     

     

    April 24

    The Light Will Prevail

    Mrs. Which says
    This much we know for sure
    Despite the lateness of the hour
    And the growing power of the Dark Thing

    In the end lightness will prevail
    Defeating the dark one

     

    April 24

    62 Years young

    I am 62 years young

    62 years around the sun
    37 of those years

    I have spent
    with the love
    of my life —

    April 26

    Married Girl of My Dreams

    I married the girl of my Dreams
    first dreamt of her
    back in 1974

    Eight years later
    she walked off a bus
    and into my life

     

     

    April 27 –

    The Darkness grows

    On distant Comazotz planet
    The red eye one smiles

    It is satisfied
    The black thing is spreading
    All the way to earth

     

     

    April 28,

    It is God’s will they say

    It is God’s will they say
    The neofascists and their ilk

    It is the white man’s burden
    To rule the unruly masses

    To this I say
    Never again

    Will we let them
    Take over the world

    And lead us back
    to the dark dangerous days
    Of the Holocaust

    Or the 19th century colonial era
    Never again
    Never again

    Until hell freezes over
    And the world ends

    April 29—

    Looking Out My Window

    Looking out my window
    In Incheon

    What did I see
    The neighboring apartment buildings

    Obscured by the April rains

    And yellow dust of early Spring
    And in the distant the mountains
    Aflame with spring colors

    Beckoning me outdoors
    Looking out my window
    In Oregon

    What did I see
    Green trees

    Silently watching me

    And the cats gamboling along
    Looking at me

    While I look at them
    Each wondering
    what sort of weird creatures

    The other is
    And who
    is the real alien species?

    In Washington DC
    Looking out my window

    What did I see
    I saw the squirrels
    in the trees

    And the peaceful trees
    Of Capitol Hill

    Near the seat of power
    Yet somehow

    I felt It all far away
    In Suburban Virginia

    Looking out the window
    What did I see

    I often looked out my window
    At the trees and the jungle
    In my back yard

    And heard the distant roar
    Of traffic on the busy suburban street
    As people rushed to get to the freeway

    In the early morning hours

    In Madrid Spain
    Looking out the window
    What did I see

    I looked out at
    our Spanish neighborhood
    Seeing the beautiful Madrid ladies

    Walking down the street
    Secretly admiring them from afar

    In Barbados
    Looking out the window

    What did I see
    The monkeys in the trees
    Looking at me

    Contemplating raiding my garden
    As soon as I went away

    In Seoul
    Looking out my window

    What did I see
    The neighborhood

    Alive outside my window
    For so many years

    In Seattle
    Looking out my window
    What did I see

    I saw the ever changing green
    Sea of trees
    that is Seattle’s true color

    The city is so lush and green
    And alive with life’s
    endless possibilities

    In Stockton

    Looking out the window
    What did I see

    The traffic moving
    Through the dense fog
    That often fell upon the city
    Obscuring everything in its embrace

    And growing up in Berkeley
    Looking out my window
    I saw nothing

    But the dirt and trees
    And shrubs
    Of my ancestral home

    And felt nothing
    But loneliness

    And a desire
    To leave my home
    As soon as I grew up

    That is what I see
    When I look out my window
    Even to this day

    I see where I have been
    And wonder where I am going

    As I stare out the window
    Knowing that my life
    Will surely come to an end
    As I stare out at the world

    Waiting waiting waiting
    For my fate to unfold

     

     

    April 30

    In Search of America 1975 – Hitch hiking Tales

    When I was young and foolish
    Broke and stubborn
    I hitchhiked across the USA

    Started in Salt Lake City
    Where my greyhound bus pass
    Was stolen

    The station manager
    Could have helped me
    But refused to do so

    Threaten to call the cops
    When I grabbed my bags
    Without the stolen tags

    I said
    Go ahead
    But I am
    so out of here

    Wondered about Salt Lake City
    Went to a bar
    Found I had to buy my booze
    Next door

    And they would
    mix it for me

    Had to order food too
    After a bloody Mary
    And a burger

    I walked about town
    Saw the Mormon Temple

    Finally about 3 pm
    It was time
    to hit the road

    Did not look back
    Ended up in Cody Wyoming
    Got a room shower
    Steak beer
    Using my rapidly
    depleted cash

    Spent 25 dollars
    Money really went far
    Back in those days

    A band of professional
    Communist agitators
    Gave me a ride

    To Des Moines
    Lots of weed, booze
    And politics later
    Got off the road

    Slept outside

    Next day
    A beautiful woman

    Drove me to near Chicago
    In a red mustang

    Might have been
    The girl in the song

    Took it easy
    Digging her vibe

    She invited home
    But was not sure

    If her estranged husband
    Would welcome me

    So I being foolish
    And inexperienced with women
    Did not go to her place

    And always regretted
    That I had lost
    My chance that day

    Then on to Chicago
    Several rides later
    Visited friends

    Hit the road again
    A series of uneventful rides
    With truckers
    And others

    And a week later
    I ended in New York City

    Slept along the way
    In cars
    In truck stops
    In high way rest stops

    Always moving
    Always going

    None stop talking
    And lots of free weed

    And beer
    And conversation

    One more memorable ride
    Occurred outside Albany
    On my return to Chicago

    A middle age
    creepy looking man
    Picked me up

    In a brand new Cadillac

    He was
    he said
    a dynamite deliverer

    For the Mafia
    Went to various places
    To blow up shit

    He hated a lot of people
    Particularly hippies
    from California
    And Jewish people

    Looking at me to confirm
    That I was both

    I told him
    that I lived in New York

    And had never been
    to California

    And although
    I might looked Jewish

    As I had
    what was called
    back in the day

    A “Jewfro”

    I was not Jewish

    Many years later I discovered
    That I am indeed part Jewish

    But then I did not know
    And I felt a bit of
    strategic misinformation
    Might keep me alive

    Then I realized
    that he was just
    jiving with me

    And we relaxed
    And he pulled
    out some weed

    And beer
    And we mellowed out

    But I believe
    that he really
    was with the mob

    Perhaps not a dynamite dealer
    A real made Italian
    made mafia member

    By Chicago
    I had enough
    I called my Dad

    Told him what had happened

    Wanted a ticket home
    And he sent me a ticket

    And 500 dollars
    And I went home

    I told him I would tell him
    My tales some day

    But never did

    I learned so much
    About my fellow Americans
    And the strange vibe
    That was 1975

    And now it is too late
    But I wanted to finally

    Tell the world

    Of my hitchhiking tales
    In search of America 1975

     

  • 2017 April Poems

    2017 April Poems

    April 2017 poems

    April 2017 Poem a Thon Poems

    in 2017, i participated in my first April month of poetry challenge.  the goal, write one poem per day during the month and post them.  i completed a bit more than 30 and posted them on Triferet journal @ http://tiferetjournal.com and on a special community Facebook page @https://www.facebook.com/tiferetapril2018poemathon/ .
    I also posted them on All Poetry,

    https://allpoetry.com/Jake_Aller#t_main and

    https://allpoetry.com/group/14865-National_Poetry_Month_at_Allpoetry

    Poetry Soup (add link). https://www.poetrysoup.com/me/jakecosmos | edit

    I followed up in 2018, also on Triferet journal

    journal @ http://tiferetjournal.com, and on a special community Facebook page @https://www.facebook.com/TiferetApril2018Poemathon/

    and All Poetry, and Poetry Soup.

    This year, 2019 I changed focus a bit and wrote them mostly following links in Writers Digest,  https://www.writersdigest.com/editor-blogs/poetic-asides/2019-april-pad-challenge-day-28

    Creative Talents Unleashed https://creativetalentsunleashed.com/

    *and Writing.com poetic forms forum. https://www.writing.com/main/portfolio/view/jcosmos

    as well as posting them daily on all poetry, writers digest and on my blog (which I did not have in 2017 and 2018.

    I tried this year to experiment with more formal verse forms which is one of my creative goals this year.  Writers Digest has a great list, as does All poetry, poetry Soup, Magnum Poetry Opus.  For more info on formal verse forms see

    https://allpoetry.com/

    https://www.poetrysoup.com/poetry/resources/

    https://www.writersdigestshop.com/writers-digest-guide-to-poetic-forms-ebook?utm_source=writersdigest.com&utm_medium=referral&utm_campaign=wd-rlb-bl-190329-guidetopoeticforms

    http://www.poetrymagnumopus.com/forums/forum/23-explore-the-craft-of-writing-poetry/

    I also added images and audio clips. For 2017, and 2018 I have gone back and revised them slightly adding in images and audio clips.  I intend to turn these poems into my first published book of poetry.

    Comments and feedback greatly appreciated.  I intent to make this an annual creative project and keep going as long as I can.

    Now to the 2017 Poems:

    Index

    1. April 1 Berkeley California
    2. April 2 Lithia Springs
    3. April 3 Walls
    4. April 4 Changes
    5. April 5 Facing Life’s Challenges Together
    6. April 6 Wagontire, Oregon
    7. April 7 Watching Cats Hunt *
    8. April 8 Landlord Blues
    9. April 9 Pane e circus 2017 Redux
    10. April 10 Long Live Emperor Donald the Ist
    11. April 11 3 Am Nightmares
    12. April 12 Zombie Apocalypse
    13. April 13 Spring Doositsu for Angela Poem a Thon
    14. April 14 Love Jones
    15. April 15 Kim Vs. Trump Twitter War
    16. April 16 Why I am not a Christian Easter Thoughts
    17. April 17 Love Haku *
    18. April 18 Coffee Haku *
    19. 18 Spring Time in Oregon
    20. April 19 Cats *
    21. April 20 Secret Agency Man
    22. April 21 COSTCO People Watching
    23. April 22 The Dogs of War are Howling
    24. April 23 Suburban Laundromat
    25. April 24, I Want You Right Now
    26. April 25 The Decline of America
    27. April 27 Life is Wonderful
    28. April 28 Sandwich Choices *
    29. April 29 More Coffee Blues *
    30. April 30 Rambling Man -Where Do I Belong?
    • Published

    Audio Clips

    April 1 to April 5

    April 6 Wagontire

    April 7 to April 12

    April 10 to April 15

    April 17 to April 20

    April 20 to April 30

    April 1

    Berkeley California

    Growing up in the 60’s
    In Berkeley
    almost 50 years ago

    I think back
    At those turbulent times
    Those crazy wonderful times

    Berkeley is a wonderful place
    In many ways

    Stuck forever in 1967
    A true time travel experience

    Every time I go back
    And relive the memories
    Of the 60’s

    The 60’s never died
    They continue

    In college towns
    Across the world

    And Berkeley
    Remains the mecca
    Of the counter
    cultural revolution

    Many things have changed
    But the organic food revolution
    Became mainstream

    Marijuana spread out
    The sexual revolution
    Became mainstream

    So much of the world
    Is but a reflection
    Of the revolution of the 60’s

    And the conservative
    counter-revolution
    That we are still fighting

    So, I salute
    My homeland
    The center of my universe

    April 2

    Lithia Springs</strong 

    Staying at Lithia Springs
    Soaking in the healing waters

    Soaking my pains away
    Renewing my life

    Renewing my love
    As we both soak away

    As the pain of life go away
    And our love grows

    With each soaking session
    Life is good

    At the hot springs water
    Sooths us
    and smooth us

    And we fall in love
    Again and again

    April 3

    Walls

     

    Trump wants a wall
    Between America and Mexico

    A wall against the southern hordes
    A wall based on fear and hate

    A wall to make America safe
    A wall to make America great again

    And yet I wonder
    Will his wall fall

    Like the Berlin wall
    And the great wall

    And all the other walls
    They all failed
    All of them

    Walls divide us
    Walls make us
    Into different tribes

    Between the pure
    And the impure

    St Reagan, Said
    Tear Down this Wall

    Will future Presidents
    Tear down this begotten wall

    Or will it become a tourist attraction
    Another great wall
    Against barbarian hordes

    April 4

    Changes

    I reflect upon my life
    As the sun comes up

    What could I have changed
    What would I have changed

    If I could go back in time
    What would I tell my earlier self

    What would I do differently
    And what have I learned

    The one thing
    that I would not have changed

    is meeting
    the women of my dreams

    the chance
    meeting on a bus
    that changed everything
    in a moment

    I met my fate
    That day on the bus

    And that
    is the end of the story

    April 5

    Facing Life’s Challenges Together

    Woke up at 0 dark hundred
    Vowing to boldly go forth

    And face
    the challenges

    of the future
    Without fear

    Knowing
    that I have you there

    Makes
    all the difference in the world

    As we meet our fate
    Together

    Until the day we die
    And time takes us

    Back to another world
    Soul mates, together forever

    April 6

    Wagontire, Oregon
    wagontire wiki entry

    1975

    In 1973, I went on a road trip
    With my father

    We left Berkeley to go to Yakima
    Where my father had a summer cabin

    He was a college professor
    And had July
    and August off

    And we spent the summers
    Every summer from 1968 to 1978
    Our whole dysfunctional family

    Our annual road trip
    to hell and back
    As we did not get along at all

    We decided to drive
    through Eastern Oregon

    Just my father and me
    Just for the hell of it

    The rest of the family
    was already there
    in Washington
    waiting for us

    My father and I shared a travel lust
    One of the few things we shared

    This was one of our best trips
    We got along

    Which was unusual
    Normally our relationship

    Was fraught
    As we were so different

    We left Klamath Falls
    A real nothing burg
    in those days

    And headed east along highway 395
    As we entered the desert
    of eastern Oregon

    We entered a different world
    High mountain dessert

    Almost
    no one on the road

    nothing on the radio
    but country music

    and talk radio
    from KGO in SF

    my father and I bonded
    Learned a lot about his past

    What he liked
    And did not like

    He hated country music
    But loved news radio

    And we talked about politics
    And life in general

    Just a father and son
    Enjoying a rare

    Father son
    Bonding moment

    We usually did not
    get each other

    I inherited too much
    Of my Mother’s
    wild Irish personality

    To suite his dour Norwegian
    Germanic personality

    Then we saw the sign

    Wagontire Oregon

    100 miles ahead
    Burma shave

    We counted down the signs
    Miles after miles
    As we drove
    into the gathering dusk

    along with the wagon tire
    countdown

    were other signs
    last gas for x miles

    and the Burma Shave
    road side signs

    with their classic
    cowboy poetry
    slogans

    which in 1975
    were already

    becoming
    a thing of the past

    had not seen those
    since this road trip

    but on this road
    they still had them

    every mile
    Burma Shave signs

    We speculated
    that Wagontire

    Must be a giant truck stop
    In the middle of no where

    And we drove on
    Counting down the signs

    Listening to dreadful country music
    And endless political news

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    Welcome to Wagontire, Oregon

    Population 2 ½ humans 10 dogs, 50.000 sheep

    We pulled into the town
    Nothing there
    but a gas station
    Motel and café

    We decided to stop
    Last gas for 200 miles
    According
    to the highway signs

    In the morning
    We chatted with the owner

    He was the sheriff,
    the fire chief
    The owner
    of the motel,
    gas station
    The only business in town

    And the only place open
    For two hundred miles

    Until the next town
    John Day I believe

    I asked the Sherriff
    Say, who is the ½ human?

    My idiot son!

    And we left.

    200 miles later
    We finally
    left Eastern Oregon

    2016

    In 2016 my wife
    and I drove
    through Eastern Oregon

    As part of our epic
    cross-country trip

    first time for her
    in Eastern Oregon
    Idaho, Montana
    Wyoming and many other states

    last time I had visited
    was during my epic road trip
    with my father
    summer of 1975

    10,000 miles
    31 states

    in three months
    to celebrate my retirement

    On the way from Medford to Yellowstone
    We drove along highway 395

    The signs for Wagontire was gone
    And we drove through the town

    The motel was abandoned
    Nothing there at all

    And that sign
    was gone too

    and the Burma shave signs
    long ago

    faded into lost
    Americana

    On the radio
    Nothing but country

    Right wing talk shows
    And Christian radio

    I said I suppose the idiot son
    Never took over the business

    And we speculated about Wagontire
    And all other nothing burgs

    We drove through
    that summer

    Heart of Trump’s America
    True fly over country

    April 7

    Watching Cats Hunt

    Early morning
    Watching two white cats

    Hunting a white dove
    The cats hunt in pairs
    Tracking the bird

    The bird flies away
    Safe for now

    And I think about the cats
    And the hunt goes on

    Such is life
    And the fate of cats
    And birds

    April 8

    Landlord Blues

    I am a landlord
    Owner of property

    Here there
    and elsewhere

    Have been for years
    Since 1989

    When I bought my first duplex
    I have tenants

    and tenant
    issues galore

    I receive rent from the tenants
    it seems money grows
    on the proverbial tree

    but at times
    from time to time
    I hate being a landlord

    I suppose in my heart
    I am a socialist
    with a blending heart

    But my wife
    is comfortable
    as a landlord

    She calls me a hypocrite
    And a wild romantic goat

    Born under the sign of the goat
    And I call her a capitalist pig

    Born
    under the sign of the golden pig

    April 9

    Pane e circus 2017 Redux


    By order of his excellency
    Emperor Donald the First

    The merciful,
    the Christian King of Kings

    The Sultan of Sultans
    The Emperor of North America

    Be it hereby decreed
    That the ancient honorable
    gladiator games
    Of the old Roman Empire
    Have been restored

    Each city in the Empire will host a team
    They will compete for the honor
    Of the national championship

    The games will start
    With fighting animals

    Fighting fish
    Roosters
    Cheetahs
    Tiger
    Bears
    Wolves
    And lions

    Then a man lion contest
    With a heretic thrown to the lions

    If he or she lives
    They will be pardoned

    Then then main games
    Six men/women teams compete

    Armed with swords, knifes, mace, clubs
    They fight until one man or women remans
    The victor of the game

    Those who are prisoners
    Can compete for their freedom
    And a full imperial pardon

    Let the games begin
    Long may the games reign
    In the new North America Empire

    Praise be to the Emperor
    Donald the First

    April 10 Long

    Live Emperor Donald the Ist


    Ladies and Gentlemen
    My fellow American citizens
    Greetings and salutations

    Today is a momentous day
    The old corrupt USA republic is no more
    The constitution that once protected us
    Has been overthrown and violated

    The barbarians at the gate
    Have taken over

    And ruined the once great land
    The last hope of the world

    And so, I had no choice
    But to kill the old rotten regime
    And restore American greatness

    To save democracy
    I must destroy it

    And so, starting today
    I will serve
    as the Emperor of North America

    I welcome Canada and Mexico
    And the Caribbean islands
    To join The North American Empire

    As we rebuild America
    Restoring American greatness
    And making us all proud again

    Proud subjects of the New American Empire
    May the Empire reign forever and a day
    Triumphant against all enemies

    And so, I take this burden
    Sadly, but gladly

    I will serve you
    As your Emperor

    And my son Donald
    Will serve as our second emperor
    Once I pass from this world

    His son will serve as the third emperor
    And so on until the end of time

    And we will reign
    in our new capitol city
    Colorado Springs
    renamed New Rome
    Until the end of time

    Washington will remain in our hearts
    As the capitol of the old Republic

    But the heirs of the Roman Empire
    Need a new Imperial Capitol

    And soon we will conquer Mars
    And expand our Empire to the Starts

    Long Live the Empire
    Long Live America

    Good night
    And may God Bless
    This great Empire

    April 11 3 3 Am Nightmares

    3 am

    The bewitching hour
    When the wild things come out
    And play

    And torture you
    With endless wild accusations
    And nightmarish visions

    As I toss and turn
    Trying to escape

    I look over at my wife
    And as always

    Repeat the mantra
    Everything will be alright

    And the wild things are banished
    To the dark corners of my mind

    And I recover my happiness
    And I smile
    As I look at the sleeping beauty

    Still the most beautiful women in the world
    Still the most alluring women in the world

    Still in love with her
    After 35 years

    The love gets stronger and stronger
    As she overcomes my despair

    And the sun comes up
    And I think to myself

    What a wonderful life I have
    With the women of my dreams

    April 12

    Zombie Apocalypse

    Zombies to the right of me

    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me

    Zombies behind me
    Everywhere zombies galore

    The end of the world had become
    And the zombification
    of the world had begun

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    No one knew when or where
    the first zombies appeared
    One moment zombies were just a collective
    figment of our deranged imagination

    The next moment we were all living
    in a zombie apocalypse nightmare

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    Some said the zombies were created in a lab
    Released by mad scientists and the military

    Others said it was plague sent by God himself
    To punish mankind
    for tolerating evil and moral depravity

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The Christians and Muslims prayed
    But their prayers went unheard
    As they too soon became zombies

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The zombies hunted in packs
    Overwhelming their victims
    Killing most instantly
    But some they simply bit
    And turned them into fellow zombies

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The zombies did not attack one another
    They preferred living live flesh
    Human flesh
    but they ate everything they saw

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    And so, I ran into the countryside
    With my fellow humans
    Hit out deep in the woods

    Hiding from zombies
    And crazed cannibal gangs alike

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    The world ended that day
    And our nightmare world began

    Zombies to the right of me
    Zombies to the left of me
    Zombies ahead of me
    Zombies behind me

    April 13

    Spring Doositsu for Angela Poem a Thon

    Waking up seeing you there
    Watching you as you wake up
    Fills me with such sweat desire
    Overcoming my mind

    I sit watching you all day
    Thinking of you all day long
    Wild erotic imaginings
    Love making to come

    That old blues song come to mind
    I just want to make love to you
    I just want to make love to you
    Nothing more than that that

    I end this morning with this thought
    You are still the most wonderful
    The most beautiful creature
    In the whole universe

    April 14

    Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones, baby
    And it won’t leave me alone

    I got the Love Jones, baby
    And it won’t leave me alone

    I’ve been writing these love poems
    All day long

    And I have been dreaming
    Of all the ways,
    I could make love
    To my secret lover

    If only she will let me be
    If only she will open her heart
    And let me in

    Perhaps the love Jones
    Might leave me along

    But I got the love Jones
    Bad baby

    Can’t you tell?

    That the love Jones
    Has grabbed my Soul

    Twisted it up into little pieces
    And I need you
    To unravel the Love Jones

    I need you to answer the call
    Of the Love Jones Baby

    I need you
    To let me be free

    Of the spell
    Of the Love Jones

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby

    I got it bad
    And only you can

    Put a stop to the love Jones
    Baby

    Let me enter your life
    Put out the fire of desire

    Send the Love Jones packing
    And let me make sweat love to you

    Oh, Love Jones
    Go away

    Let me be in peace
    Love Jones
    Leave me be

    Baby
    I got the love Jones
    For you

    Can’t you see?
    What you do to me?

    I got the Love Jones
    Baby and it ain’t going away

    Until I get to make love to you
    Then perhaps this Love Jones
    Will leave me be

    Love Jones

    April 15 Kim Vs. Trump Twitter War –

    in memorial of Kim Il Sung’s the Great Leader’s Birthday

    North Korean leader Kim Jong-Un waves from a balcony of the Grand People’s Study House following a mass parade marking the end of the 7th Workers Party Congress in Kim Il-Sung Square in Pyongyang on May 10, 2016.
    North Korea kicked off a massive parade in the centre of Pyongyang on May 10 to celebrate a just-concluded ruling party congress that was seen as a formal coronation for supreme leader Kim Jong-Un. / AFP / Ed Jones (Photo credit should read ED JONES/AFP/Getty Images)

     

    President Kim, it is time that we cut the shit and cut a deal #Real Trump

     

    President Trump, it is impossible for us to cut a deal unless you agree to me keeping nukes # Kim Jong-un the Great

    President Kim, you know that if I want I can just make you disappear.  You can be wiped off the earth in a moment.  We know where you live #real Trump

    President Trump, we have a nuke with your name on it on a boat sailing up the Potomac and it will blow your ass up any day now so don’t fuck with us. #Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, your stupid Asian gook.  Let me break it down for yah You threaten the US you die and all the North Koreans go to hell. Is it worth it? #real Trump.

    Trump, you are so stupid. You are the worst excuse for a human being ever $ Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, you are the stupid mother fucker. I mean what’s up with that idiot haircut of yours?  $real Trump

    Trump, I would not talk about hair, your orange haired mutant mother fucker.  #Kim Jong-un the Great

    Kim, it is all real baby and so are my wife’s boobs… #real Trump

    Trump, let’s cut the crap and get down to business.  How much will you pay us to get rid of the nukes?  #kimJongun the Great

    Kim, lets meet manor a mano and get it out on the table.  No nukes no chems no bioweapons and no more political prisoners to start with #realTrump

    Trump, we can discuss. If I can stay in power the rest is negotiable #Kim Jong un the great

    Finally, the two of you are talking sense. About time #Xi the President of China

    April 16

    Why I am not a Christian Easter Thoughts

    On Easter Sunday,
    I often think about Christianity
    I don’t understand why anymore
    would believe such nonsense

    The essential story makes no sense
    An imaginary all powerful deity
    that no one has ever seen or heard

    Except for psychotic patients or Drug users
    Comes down to earth
    and impregnates a married woman

    Who has never had sex for some reason
    And her husband is okay with that
    Believes her wild story

    And still does not have sex
    Until after the baby is born

    Then there is total silence
    Nothing about Jesus’s childhood

    30 years later he emerges
    Preaching love, peace and brotherhood
    And denouncing the corrupt temple leaders
    And the Jewish leaders as well

    The miracles also don’t make any sense
    In the real world,
    you can’t turn fish into bread
    Can’t walk on water
    Can raise the dead etc. etc.

    Just does not happen
    In the world, we live in
    And has not happen
    since those ancient days

    Then the last supper makes some sense
    Jesus knows he is about to be betrayed

    But he does not confront Judas
    Does not run away
    Does not encourage his disciplines
    To run away with him

    The whole Jesus Mary M story
    Also, does not make sense

    Jesus must have been married
    Or he was gay

    There is no doubt
    Either way the story makes no sense

    The crucifixion is the only part of the story I buy
    Jesus was put to death because he was a rebel leader

    And the Romans tolerated no dissent
    To the Roman’s right to conquer and rule

    The rising from the dead stories
    All contradict one another

    And Jesus was either walking as a normal human being
    Or was a ghost

    The door was rent open as if by lightening
    Or not

    Finally, we have been waiting over 2,000 years for his return
    You would think if the story is remotely true
    He would have turned up by now

    Except he has
    As many lunatics claim to be Jesus
    in the flesh

    all delusional of course
    and that is what I think of Christianity

    nothing but fairy tales and mass delusions
    surrounding a kernel of truth

    Love each other
    Treat each other right
    Don’t be consumed with greed

     

    But couldn’t that message
    Be made simpler
    Without all the associated nonsense?

    So, on this day I say
    Open your minds

    And discard the nonsensical elements
    of Christian thought
    And follow the true teachings of Jesus

    Even if you don’t believe
    in the imaginary man in the sky

    April 18

    Spring Time in Oregon

    Spring has finally sprung in Oregon
    Escaping from the longer winter prison
    That has covered the land with snow

    They say that this winter
    Was a colder than normal winter

    Wetter than normal
    As the long drought finally ended

    As nature resumed
    its normal spring thaw

    I rejoice
    Seeing all the signs of spring

    Especially the sight
    of young beautiful women
    Shedding their winter clothes

    And walking about
    in the spring sunshine

    So wonderfully alive

    So, beautiful and sexy
    As they sashay about
    Here and there

    It makes me smile
    All day long

    Yes, I love Spring time
    Everywhere in the world

    But especially in Oregon
    My new found second home

    April 19

    Cats

    I often wonder about Cats
    What do they think of us

    It seems at time
    That cats think of humans
    As their slaves

    We exist to feed them
    To comfort them

    To save them from their enemies
    And to worship them

    Yes, cats are an alien species
    Totally different from humanity
    Detached, and almost evil

    If we ever encounter an alien civilization
    God help us if it’s a cat based civilization

    We would then be engaged
    In the epic mother of all wars

    As cats and humans would not get along
    The cats would think we were their slaves

    And we would resent and fear them
    And secretly worship their alien ways

    April 20

    Secret Agent Man

    Secret agent man
    Where are you going?

    What do you know?
    And when did you know it?

    What dark secrets do you hide
    In your inner soul?

    Do you even have a soul anymore?
    Or has it been so compromised
    That there is nothing left?

    But lies, within lies with lies
    Do you even know the truth?
    Does the truth set you free?

    Or is the truth just another lie?
    That you tell yourself

    I’d like to know
    My secret agent man

    Perhaps someday you well tell me
    Your deepest darkest secrets

    And reveal what the government is hiding
    But perhaps I can’t handle the truth

    So, keep you secrets to yourself
    And let them die with you

    As you go to your grave
    Your secrets buried deep within
    Your corrupted soul

    Until the end of time
    Reveals all

    April 21

    COSTCO People Watching


    I love my COSTCO
    I love going there to shop
    But most importantly

    I love people watching
    Looking at people as they walk by
    Wondering what their stories are

    And covertly checking out
    the beautiful girls
    As they walk on by

    And when they smile at me
    It makes my day

    Yes, I love my COSTCO
    And COSTCO Loves Me back

    Extracting my money
    From my wallet

    I go in for one simple thing
    And walk out
    having spent 500 dollars

    Yes, COSTCO has my number
    And loves me too
    Long Live COSTCO

    April 22

    The Dogs of War are Howling

    The Dogs of War

    Have been set free
    Of their cage
    And are out
    Howling at the moon

    The Dogs of War
    Have been set free

     

    To wreck what havoc
    Might be

    Yes, the Dogs of War
    The Hell Hounds
    Have bound out of their cages

    Sniffed about
    And smiled

    At the destruction, they saw
    They knew soon

    They would be in their element
    As the world descends into chaos

    The Dogs of war
    Are at foot

    The chaos is upon us
    The evil grows and grows

    And dark noises are heard
    Here and there

    And the dogs of war
    Smiled

    They knew soon
    They would be in their element

    The war machines
    Came to life

    The plans came out of the books
    The military might be unleashed

    And the Dogs of war
    Smiled and howled at the moon

    And the rest of the world
    Shuddered
    At the thought
    of what was yet to be

    Satan on the other hand
    Was happy as can be

    With the evil shit
    That was going down

    He smiled
    Patted his hell hounds
    And told his dogs

    The war to end all wars
    Armageddon is upon us my friend

    Soon, mankind will know
    The face of absolute evil

    And they will love it
    When I take over

    The armies prepare
    The bombers prepare

    And the dogs of war
    Are happy
    Unleashed to do their mischief

    And soon millions may die
    And the pits of hell
    will open

    And the judgement day
    May be upon us all

    Madness descends upon the land
    The fog of hate envelops us all

    And reason and civilization
    Fall away

    As the Dogs of War
    And their minions
    Take over the minds of man

    And the end of the world
    And the beginning
    of the end times
    Come upon us all

    And the US goes bankrupt
    Morally and fiscally

    And the evil that men do
    Goes on and on and on

    But the war machine must be fed
    The munitions makers must be paid

    As each million-dollar missile is launched
    Millions more are made

    And the corporations
    Think of the endless profits
    To be made

    Every time they kill
    With the war machines

    But who cares about the victims
    They are nothing but collateral damage

    Who cares about the soldiers
    Nothing but cannon fodder

    Who gives a damn
    About the dead
    They are dead and gone

    Just think about the profits
    Think about the profits

    Satan is happy
    The dogs of war
    are free at last

    April 23

    Suburban Laundromat – thanks to Don Teeter for the inspiration from a FB posting

    Suburban Laundromat Scenes

    Suburban laundromat
    Anywhere USA

    I often go to a suburban laundromat
    Near my suburban apartment

    I can sit in my car
    Listen to jazz, classical or blues
    On my car’s radio

    And watch my machine
    Doing its suburban laundry duty

    Just spinning and spinning and cleaning
    Doing its thing its laundry thing

    The neighborhood is anywhere USA
    Strip malls, apartment houses, townhouses

    A fire station, a police station
    Banks, cell phone shops
    Restaurants from around the world

    At the parking lot’s edge
    As I approach I notice

    Gentlemen of the off-grid class
    Sitting among their Hogs
    Stoned off the semi legal weed

    Smiling at me
    With an I don’t give a fuck attitude

    That is somewhat contagious
    They tell stories

    Paranoid ramblings
    Containing a kernel of truth

    As they watch their clothes
    Like a hawk

    The clothes spin and spin and spin
    As the laundry machine does its laundry thing

    The machines don’t care about what we humans think
    They just do their duty as the man says

    Across the old run-down boulevard
    The light rail line uses a right of way

    That dates to the mid 1850’s
    An old Indian game trail perhaps
    That the white man turned into the first road
    In these parts

    People come and go
    Some in cars

    Some on foot
    People from all over the world
    Speaking languages from everywhere

    But all understand English to some extent
    And many understand Spanish to some extent

    I feel everyone is united
    Chiefly by their transience

    And think back on old Latin saying
    Sic transit Gloria mundi
    And wonder if these are the end days

    And ask the laundry machine
    What does it think

    The laundry machine pauses
    Seems to think
    And looks at me

    Almost saying
    WTF do you think
    A laundry machine knows?

    And so, I gather my items
    Nod to the regulars

    Who interrupt their endless paranoid arguments
    Acknowledging my existence

    And I stumble back
    To my suburban apartment
    Truly paradise on earth

    April 24,

    I Want You Right Now

    I still want you
    More than anything else in life

    I want you
    I want you next to me

    I want you every moment
    Of every minute
    Of every day

    I need you in my life
    I need your wisdom
    I need your kindness
    I need your beauty

    I need your special wit
    And I need your ability
    To deal with this cruel world

    I need you to save me
    From the demons
    That haunt my Soul

    For you are my soul mate
    The only person

    Whoever completed me
    And made life worth living

    April 25

    The Decline of America

    You see it everywhere
    The unmistakable signs

    That the decline of America
    Is in full swing

    And we have gone past the tipping point
    There is nowhere left to go

    But downward
    As the Empire begins to collapse

    Victim of imperial overreach
    Like all empires before

    The DC metro on a good day
    Is a broken-down remnant

    Of a once proud system
    The future of mass transit
    Its proponents said

    The interstate highway system
    Is falling apart day by day

    The cost of rebuilding America mounts
    And our politicians are afraid
    That it will costs trillions of dollars

    Just to prevent the US from collapsing
    Into third world irrelevance

    We have the world’s most expensive military
    A million dollars per missile

    And yet we can’t find the money
    To provide decent health care for all

    Bombs, and tax cuts for the wealthy
    Are the only things

    That the Republicans care about
    And the world looks in amazement

    At the clown boy President
    As he struts about

    Looking more and more
    Like some Banana Republic

    President for life
    With his family
    grabbing as much loot

    As they can
    From the federal government
    Before the coming revolution
    Overthrows them

    When did we start this decline?
    Some say 1960s started it
    Others say Nixon’s to blame

    Others claim that it was Carter’s fault
    Or Saint Reagan’s fault
    Or the other boy President GW Bush
    Or Obama the fake American’s fault

    Does it really matter
    All I know

    Is the America I knew
    The can do anything country

    Is alas no more
    And I morn for our lost liberties

    Our lost sense of purpose
    Our lost sense that America
    Was the last great hope of Mankind

    And still I wonder
    Can America be made great again?
    As our President Trump proclaims

    The end times approaches

    Nuclear war is talked about
    Another missile crisis

    And instead of JFK leading the country
    We have Donald John Trump

    The one and only
    The greatest con man
    To ever get elected

    And I fear the end is in sight
    As America begins its decline

    Will we be one country
    Or will we erupt into a civil war

    The right claims that the left has started it
    And the left claims that the right has started it

    And both sides claim that the civil war
    Is inevitable

    A fight for the future of our country
    And so, it goes
    The decline of empires

    And I pray
    That I may survive
    The end of times

    April 27

    Life is Wonderful

    This morning I woke up
    Always a good thing
    At age 61

    I looked out my window
    And saw a bright blue sky

    Nice Spring time weather
    Not a frown in the sky
    Not a cloud to hide
    The bright late April Sun

    I looked over
    And saw her there

    As always
    The nighttime anxieties fade away

    And I realize once again
    Everything will be okay

    If she is with me
    And I said to myself
    What a wonderful day

    April 28

    Sandwich Choices


    There are so many choices to be had
    When ordering a sandwich

    What kind of bread

    What kind of meat or any meat
    What kind of cheese or any cheese

    Whether to have sprouts or not
    Whether to have a pickle or not

    Whether to go with a classic peanut butter
    And something sandwich

    I loved peanut butter sandwiches
    As a kid

    Peanut butter and sweat pickles were my favorite
    Peanut butter and banana is good also
    Peanut butter and strawberry jam
    What a delightful memory

    My current favorite

    Is a BLT with sprouts, avocado, and kosher dill pickles?
    Heirloom red tomatoes one slice per each half
    Avocado one half per each half
    One half pickle on each half
    Bacon cooked just right – well done but not black
    Sprouts and lettuce just right
    Timamook Yellow smoked cheder cheese
    On each half
    On Gluten Free bread
    with chipotle mayo
    And Dijon mustard
    Cut in half

    Truly a sandwich made in heaven

    And bacon makes everything
    Taste so damn nice

    And God if you are reading this poem
    You had better prepare them for me
    Or Heaven will not be worth it

    Does Satan serve BLT sandwiches
    I wonder

    Probably not
    Probably you become the bacon
    In his hell sandwiches

    April 29

    More Coffee Blues

    One morning as I drank my fake coffee
    I needed to go out
    and get a cup of real coffee

    The fake coffee just did not do the trick
    It tasted almost like the real thing

    But just did not have that kick
    And I needed it bad

    I needed the real coffee buzz
    I realized that I was a coffee addict
    I tried to just drink decafe

    But was boring
    And almost as bad as the fake coffee
    That I drank

    Caffeine was bad for me
    I knew it

    But I craved the rush
    Craved the intense buzz
    Craved the hyperactivity

    Kept me all day
    And caused me nightmares
    Sometimes for days on end

    I knew I could not handle it
    But like all addicts

    I needed my coffee buzz
    And so, I once more

    Drank my drug of choice
    And entered the coffee zone

    As I fried my brain
    With caffeine

    The last legal drug
    In neo-puritan America

    And I smiled as I gave in
    To the intoxicating smell
    And flavor of my coffee
    And surrender my free will

    And drank my coffee
    Waiting for the nightmares to come

    April 30

    Rambling Man -Where Do I Belong?

    I have been a rambling man
    All my adult life

    Grew up in Berkeley, California
    Went to College in Hayward and Oberlin
    During my lost year
    Lost in a fog of booze and pot
    Then I came back to reality

    And went to college
    In Stockton, California

    The central Valley
    Ohio transplanted to California

    Then after four years in Stockton
    With extended weekends
    and breaks in Berkeley

    I became an expatriate wanderer
    Peace Corps worker in Korea
    Then taught ESL in Korea
    For four years

    Occasionally returning to my home
    But always wanting to be elsewhere

    Then back to Korea
    And then Seattle for four years

    Driving back and forth to the bay area
    Stopping off in Southern Oregon

    Eventually bought a house and duplex
    In Southern Oregon

    Vaguely thinking we would retire there
    Some day when my rambling ways were over
    Then back to Korea for three more years

    Then I joined the Foreign service
    And my wife the military

    And I wandered the world again
    Always somewhere
    Always dreaming of my next somewhere
    Never there
    As I was a permanent expat

    And a diplomat to boot
    Never a local

    But never really felt I belong there
    Or in the America

    That was becoming more and more
    A foreign land

    The longer I stayed away
    I stayed on in DC for almost ten years

    Off and on
    But never really felt
    that I belong there

    I was too West Coast in my heart
    And DC seemed to be
    Just a place to stay
    In between travels

    Stayed in Thailand
    Then later India
    And Eastern Caribbean
    And later Spain

    Traveled to 45 countries
    Lived in ten

    And now I am retired
    Still torn between

    living the expat life
    In Seoul, Korea

    And returning to the West Coast
    And occasionally back to DC
    and Florida as well

    And I wonder
    Where do I belong

    Where do I belong

    Other than wherever
    My wife and I end up

    Neither here nor there
    Half way there

    And so is that my fate
    Never to really belong

    Never to have roots in the ground
    Always wanting to be somewhere else

    Always a stranger in my native land
    And a stranger in my other home
    Across the sea

    There is no answer to these questions
    As the rambling urge comes again
    And I prepare to move yet again
    Hoping someday I will be

    Somewhere where I can stop
    These rambling blues

    And really be there

    The End

  • Making American Sports Great Again

    Making American Sports Great Again

    making American Sports Great Again

    What is Wrong with Professional Sports and how to Fix It

    books read during 2018

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    American Professional sports are in trouble! Attending a professional sports game has become unaffordable for the average person and that is a damn shame. Fewer children are learning how to play in school as schools cut back on sports and fitness programs due to costs, liability issues and changing preferences among the public. Sports teams are losing their connections to their local communities.

    Yes, the state of American professional sports is deplorable. But I have a solution.

    Making the game affordable!!!

    We start by making the games affordable for the average person. My ire is directed against the NFL but my comments apply equally to all the major sports. Right now, if one wanted to attend a professional game one would have to spend hundreds of dollars to get tickets, go to the stadium and spend a small fortune for food and drinks. Totally preposterous in my opinion.

    I call upon the NFL to end the practice of only selling high price season tickets to a select few. They should sell tickets at a price that people could afford to attend a game. Perhaps setting the average ticket at 10 dollars? And on game days, sell remaining tickets for 5 dollars. Thereby filling up the stadium for every game. That would generate excitement and generate loyalty among the fan base. Better for everyone than the current system where the average price of tickets are about 100 dollars a ticket if one can be obtained at all.

    Expanding number of professional teams

    I think that there are too few professional teams. There is a market for football that is not being met. At a minimum there should be a professional sports team in every major metropolitan area, and in some areas more than one team could compete.

    There are some obvious places that could and should have a team. Sacramento, California? Portland, Oregon? Reno, Nevada? Salt Lake City? There could be up to 60 teams competing across the country. I would also add teams in Mexico and merge with the Canadian football league as well.

    The season should be extended as well so that there are 25 to 30 season games prior to the play offs.

    Expanding Overseas

    I would expand the NFL franchise worldwide setting up a real league in Europe, Latin America and Asia. Why not? This would apply to baseball, basketball, hockey as well as Football.

    Real Super Bowl

    I would make the super bowl a real super bowl. I would take the best teams of each of the regional leagues and have them compete with the top two teams playing in the Super Bowl. There is no reason why this could not become the biggest game of the year across the world.

    World Cup Baseball

    I would change the way the world series is done. Each country that has pro baseball (there are over 32) would choose their national champions and then the champions would compete in a world cup of baseball held in the early Spring. For example, if the SF Giants won the North American series they would represent North America in the world cup of baseball, and represent the US in the Olympics as well.

    World Cup for Basketball

    I would change the way the way that Basketball selects their champions. Each country that has pro baseball (there are over 32) would choose their national champions and then the champions would compete in a world cup of basketball held in the summer. For example, if the SF Giants won the North American series they would represent North America in the world cup of baseball, and represent the US in the Olympics as well.

    World Cup for Hockey

    For hockey I would expand the number of teams playing professionally, and expand overseas as well. The top teams would compete for a world cup of hockey to be played in early Summer.

    Changing the World Cup for Soccer to a once a Year format

    I would change how teams are selected to play in the world cup. Each soccer playing nation would select their national champion who would then compete in an annual world cup. For example, DC United might win the North American series then compete in the World cup to represent North America, and they would also compete in the Olympics.

    Adopting local schools and colleges

    To develop the next generation of players and fans, I would have the professional teams adopt local school districts and colleges and fully fund sports programs. They would do this in cooperation with the other professional teams in the region. The school districts would have a fully funded sports program. Professional athletes would volunteer to serve as coaches during the off season. The student athletes would be given passes so that they could attend professional games for free. This one action would guarantee that children grown up having the opportunity to play sports and generate excitement for the game among the next generation. And it would not cost the professional team a lot of money, and generate a tremendous amount of good will.
    Requiring professional athletes to have a degree, and helping them
    Find jobs after retirement

    All the professional sports federations would jointly agree that they would only hire professional athletes who have finished their college playing days with a degree. They could compete in the professional league for one year on a provisional contract but must have their degree in hand before they begin their second year. I would make the standard contract five years so that players really become part of their communities.

    With the proliferation of overseas teams, I would also bring in the best foreign players as well as letting US athletes play overseas as well.

    Finally, after a professional athlete ‘s career is over, the professional teams would make every effort to help the professional athlete stay involve with the game by assisting them in getting full time employment as coaches across the country.

    Changing the incentive structure so winning means more money per player, loosing means lots lets money per player

    Right now, it seems that sometimes professional athletes are phoning it in so to speak. So, I would change the compensation so that winning teams get most of the proceeds from a game, with the loosing team getting their costs covered. This little change would make the games so much more exciting as athletes would have a real incentive to compete

    Setting up a North American Sports Commission to oversee professional sports across North America – Consisting of head of NFL, MLB, NBA, MLSS, Hockey, Tennis, Golf, Bowling, Track and Field and Olympics

    I would set up Public private partnership to set policy for professional sports in North America including Caribbean, annual conference after the week after the world super bowl followed by the drafting for professional sports teams (all at the same time) just before the beginning of Baseball, soccer etc.

    Thus, the NFL would become the NFL commissioner, etc. The head of the North American professional sports commissions would be the NFL commissioner. His or her job would be to coordinate all aspects of the game along with his/her counterparts in the other sports leagues and the Olympics, Pro Golfing, Pro Tennis, Pro Bowling and track and field.

    Each city would have its own sports commission consisting of the heads of the local professional sports teams, and the university athletes’ directors. The sports federation would also have players serve on the commission as well.

    With these modest proposals enacted, American professional sports can regain their rightful role in America life.

    Jake Cosmos Aller

    My thoughts on the dismal state of Baseball and what can be done to bring it back. I sent this letter off to MLB but they never responded. Their lost.

    Letter to MLB

    Commissioner
    Baseball is in crisis. Its long term viability as America’s pastime is in serious question as fewer people especially younger viewers are baseball fans. The solution is for MLB to take bold steps to restore Baseball as America’s pastime if not the world’s pastime.
    Here’s my proposal to turn MLB around. It requires bold action, and considerable investment of time and resources to grow the sport.
    There are four basic elements to my proposal.
    First a dramatic expansion of baseball so that there are major league team teams in every state in the US, every province in Canada, and Mexico, and in the DR, PI, and Venezuela and Nicaragua. That would mean expanding the number of teams to 120 teams from the 35 teams that exist today.
    This would not be as difficult to accomplish as you might first think. First you would convert minor league teams into major league teams. You would make sure that there is a major league team in each state in the U.S., each Canadian province, each Mexican State and in the baseball playing countries of the Caribbean, and in Asia and Europe as well, making it a real world sport.
    Each team would play mostly in its region which will be as follows:
    Northwest League
    Southwest League
    South East League
    Northeast League
    Central League
    And Caribbean/Mexican League
    Asia League
    European League
    This would make it more affordable for teams to travel as they would mostly be playing against teams in their region.
    The leagues would be adjusted a bit to ensure that they are all about the same number of teams.
    And there would be intense regional rivals for example in the Bay area there would be regular games between SF and Oakland.
    There would also be expansion to ensure that all major markets have a team. For example, in California we would add a team in Sacramento and San Jose. And we would add a team in Las Vegas, and Portland.
    At the end of the season the North American champion would be crowned and that champion would advance to the world cup every four years. Otherwise they would just be the national champion. See below for the world cup discussion.
    Second, each team would adopt a local school district and local college.
    To grow baseball’s future fan, base each team would adopt a local school district and local college fully funding baseball programs in the local school and college including scholarships for talented students to go to college.
    This would also involve players and team officials serving as coaches and advisors in the local schools helping them develop and expand their baseball programs.
    MLB would also recruit for their teams from the local colleges that they sponsor. And MLB would also only accept as players athletes who have finished their college programs with a degree setting an example to the other major sport franchises that MLB values education and wants to ensure that their athletes finish their education before beginning their professional sporting career.
    I think that the NFL, and NBA should follow suit. It is disgusting that major league sports take student athletes before they graduate and then after a few years spit them out without them having had a chance to earn their degrees.
    So, MBA should step up to the plate and say,
    If you want to play in the majors, you must finish your degree before your first game, or within one year or we will cut you from playing. That would help the student athletes, and well be the right thing to do.
    Third, each team would guarantee that a certain percentage of their tickets would be affordable.
    Attending a major sports event costs too much money. To grow the fan, base each team would sell half price tickets on game day and one hour before the game sell the remaining tickets for five dollars thus making baseball affordable to everyone. And they would treat the families of their school programs and college programs to free baseball games. And they would also each week sponsor free tickets for those in need – people living in shelters, people living with chronic illnesses etc.
    Fourth a world cup format would replace the world series.
    All countries that play baseball would be invited to participate in the world cup of baseball. At the end of the season in October the national teams from at least 64 countries would play in the world cup which will be held every fourth year. The US will host the first world cup, and then sponsorship will rotate around all the participating countries so all 64 countries will eventually get to host a world cup of baseball.
    Setting up a North American Sports Commission to oversee professional sports across North America – Consisting of head of NFL, MLB, NBA, MLSS, Hockey, Tennis, Golf, Bowling, Track and Field and Olympics

    I would set up Public private partnership to set policy for professional sports in North America including Caribbean, annual conference after the week after the world super bowl followed by the drafting for professional sports teams (all at the same time) just before the beginning of Baseball, soccer etc.

    Thus, the NFL would become the NFL commissioner, etc. The head of the North American professional sports commissions would be the NFL commissioner. His or her job would be to coordinate all aspects of the game along with his/her counterparts in the other sports leagues and the Olympics, Pro Golfing, Pro Tennis, Pro Bowling and track and field.

    Each city would have its own sports commission consisting of the heads of the local professional sports teams, and the university athletes’ directors. The sports federation would also have players serve on the commission as well.

    With this modest proposal enacted, American professional sports can regain their rightful role in America life.

    If the MLB were to take these steps they would dramatically turn the sport around.
    Thank you for taking the time to read my proposal and I look forward to hearing back from you staff and I hope that you can implement some of my ideas and I hope that MLB will continue to expand and prosper.
    Thank you
    Jake Aller
    Life time SF Giant and Oakland A’s fan

    Letter to NFL
    I write the following letter to the NFL commissioner
    NFL Commissioner:
    Now that the NFL has approved the Raiders move to Las Vegas, it is time to consider an ambitious NFL expansion program.
    The NFL is facing a crisis in a few years. More and more schools and colleges are dropping football programs due to costs, liability issues and the perceived danger of the sport.

    Attending a football game is a prohibitive expense for most people. And most people think that the NFL owners are out of touch billionaires who don’t care about the community, and don’t care about the welfare of the players.

    Because of these issues the fan base has begun to shrink and will continue to shrink. People have options in their sports entertainment and fewer are opting to spend it watching football.

    The NFL must combat these issues and the best way to do is through an expansion program, coupled with plans to make games more affordable and community outreach programs including fully funding football programs at local schools and colleges.

    If the NFL caries out these reforms, the game will continue to prosper. If the NFL does not, then football will decline and become a minor sport.

    Regarding the expansion program, the NFL should rename itself the North American Football League and merge with the Canadian Football league and then set up teams in Mexico and the Caribbean. Domestically the NFL should ensure that almost every state has at least one NFL team, and many states will have multiple teams. Perhaps 75 in total.

    At a minimum, I would make sure that SF/Oakland has a team again, Sacramento has a team, Portland Oregon, and has a team as well as all the other major cities that do not have teams currently. The Dakotas should have only one team, and perhaps Rhode Island could share a team with Delaware. NYC perhaps could have five teams, Chicago an additional team.

    Mexico could have five to ten teams, Canada could have five to ten teams, and there should be teams in the DR, PR, Virgin Islands, and Guam.

    Then the NFL should set up an European league, (with UK teams) and an Asian-Pacific league with teams from India, China to Japan.

    The schedule should be expanded to start in July and end in January. Game days should be Sunday, Tuesday and Thursday to allow for expanded travel.

    The North American League should be sub-divided into five zones NE, NW, SW, SE, and Mexico, Caribbean.

    Teams would compete within their zones until the play offs with a few inter league games per season.

    Along with this I would suggest that the NFL set up a World Cup for Football and replace the Super bowl with an American Bowl followed by World Cup championship perhaps every four years. The way the new super bowl would work is that each country that plays American football would send their championship teams to the Super bowl. There are about 10 to 20 countries that play American style football. the idea would be a round robin with the champions of each nation competing with the two finalists going one on one.

    For the first super bowl the North American champions would host it, then afterwards the North American team would have to compete for the bowl slot. The major difference between the super bowl and the world cup would be that there would not be national teams competing rather each country would send their top winning team which wins their national championship forward.

    I would also suggest that the NFL create a formal partnership with local Universities and local school districts. The NFL teams could adopt local high schools and colleges where they would provide support, training, tickets and scholarships to students to play football at college. the support for the local schools would be covering the cost of having local football teams at each high school in the districts that are nearest the host affiliate.

    The cost of having football programs at high school and colleges is prohibitive for many districts and smaller colleges which inhibit the growth and development of the game. You have to grow fans by growing players and support at the local level. It is time that the NFL show some real leadership to develop the game that we all love.

    The top graduating students from those local colleges would be invited to compete each year to join the local NFL affiliate. And I would require that all college athletics competing to join a NFL team must graduate before being able to play. Having a graduation rule would send a very positive signal that the NFL really supports the idea of the student athletic program and would guarantee that those players who only play one or two seasons at least have their college degree behind them.

    Doing this community outreach on a major scale will help tremendously expand the base for football and grow new generations of fans. The cost would be modest but the payoff would be tremendous.

    The final part of the outreach program should be making attending a game affordable again. To be frank attending a game is a huge expense for most people. I would reserve 25 percent of tickets for same day sales at a deep discount with tickets being given out for free just before the game. And I would ensue that 10 percent of the tickets cost 10 dollars each. I would also sponsor free tickets for various groups including nursing homes, veteran groups and community groups at each game.

    This will fill the stadiums, increase revenue and increase the excitement of the game making attending a game affordable again.

    A final point, the NFL should partner with the local cities, and other sports teams to build and maintain a world class multi-use stadium. There is no reason why the stadium could not be shared by the other sports teams, colleges and school districts. And be made available for special events. The city should own and manage the facility but a board of directors with representatives from the various other teams, universities and high schools should be on the board of directors. The stadium should also feature mostly local brands. The cost of building the stadium should be jointly shared but the NFL should pay the lion’s share of the cost as a good will gesture.
    Setting up a North American Sports Commission to oversee professional sports across North America – Consisting of head of NFL, MLB, NBA, MLSS, Hockey, Tennis, Golf, Bowling, Track and Field and Olympics

    I would set up Public private partnership to set policy for professional sports in North America including Caribbean, annual conference after the week after the world super bowl followed by the drafting for professional sports teams (all at the same time) just before the beginning of Baseball, soccer etc.

    Thus, the NFL would become the NFL commissioner, etc. The head of the North American professional sports commissions would be the NFL commissioner. His or her job would be to coordinate all aspects of the game along with his/her counterparts in the other sports leagues and the Olympics, Pro Golfing, Pro Tennis, Pro Bowling and track and field.

    Each city would have its own sports commission consisting of the heads of the local professional sports teams, and the university athletes’ directors. The sports federation would also have players serve on the commission as well.

    With these modest proposals enacted, American professional sports can regain their rightful role in America life.

    I believe that if the NFL adopts such a comprehensive far reaching expansion program the sport would become the world dominating sport it should be.
    I welcome your comments.

    Letter to the NBA
    Dear Commissioner,
    Basketball is in crisis. Its long term viability as America’s pastime is in serious question as fewer people especially younger viewers are basketball fans. The solution is for NBA to take bold steps to restore basketball as America’s pastime if not the world’s pastime.
    Here’s my proposal to turn NBA around. It requires bold action, and considerable investment of time and resources to grow the sport.
    There are five basic elements to my proposal.
    First a dramatic expansion of basketball so that there are major league team teams in every state in the US, every province in Canada, and Mexico, and in the DR, PI, and Venezuela and Nicaragua. That would mean expanding the number of teams to 120 teams from the 35 teams that exist today.
    This would not be as difficult to accomplish as you might first think. First you would convert minor league teams into major league teams. You would make sure that there is a major league team in each state in the U.S., each Canadian province, each Mexican State and in the basketball playing countries of the Caribbean, and in Asia and Europe as well, making it a real world sport.
    Each team would play mostly in its region which will be as follows:
    Northwest League
    Southwest League
    South East League
    Northeast League
    Central League
    And Caribbean/Mexican League
    Asia League
    European League
    This would make it more affordable for teams to travel as they would mostly be playing against teams in their region.
    The leagues would be adjusted a bit to ensure that they are all about the same number of teams.
    And there would be intense regional rivals for example in the Bay area there would be regular games between SF and Oakland.
    There would also be expansion to ensure that all major markets have a team. For example, in California we would add a team in San Jose. And we would add a team in Las Vegas, and elsewhere. The goal would be that every state would have at least one professional basketball team to root for. Wouldn’t that be wonderful?
    At the end of the season the North American champion would be crowned and that champion would advance to the world cup every four years. Otherwise they would just be the national champion. See below for the world cup discussion.
    Second, each team would adopt a local school district and local college.
    To grow basketball’s future fan base, each team would adopt a local school district and local college fully funding basketball programs in the local school and college including scholarships for talented students to go to college.
    This would also involve players and team officials serving as coaches and advisors in the local schools helping them develop and expand their basketball programs.
    The NBA would also recruit for their teams from the local colleges that they sponsor. And the NBA, and other professional sports leagues, would also only accept as players athletes who have finished their college programs with a degree setting an example to the other major sport franchises that NBA values education and wants to ensure that their athletes finish their education before beginning their professional sporting career.
    I think that the NFL, MLB, MLSS, Hockey, Tennis and Golfing should follow suit. It is disgusting that major league sports take student athletes before they graduate and then after a few years spit them out without them having had a chance to earn their degrees.
    So, the NBA should step up to the plate and say,
    If you want to play in the majors, you must finish your degree before your first game, or within one year or we will cut you from playing. That would help the student athletes, and is the right thing to do.
    Third, each team would guarantee that a certain percentage of their tickets would be affordable.
    Attending a major sports event costs too much money. To grow the fan base, each team would sell half price tickets on game day and one hour before the game sell the remaining tickets for five dollars thus making basketball affordable to everyone. And they would treat the families of their school programs and college programs to free basketball games. And they would also each week sponsor free tickets for those in need – people living in shelters, people living with chronic illnesses etc.
    Fourth, a world cup format would replace the NBA Championship Game.
    All countries that play basketball would be invited to participate in the world cup of basketball. At the end of the season in October the national teams from at least 64 countries would play in the world cup which will be held every fourth year. The US will host the first world cup, and then sponsorship will rotate around all the participating countries so all 64 countries will eventually get to host a world cup of basketball.
    Setting up a North American Sports Commission to oversee professional sports across North America – Consisting of head of NFL, MLB, NBA, MLSS, Hockey, Tennis, Golf, Bowling, Track and Field and Olympics

    I would set up Public private partnership to set policy for professional sports in North America including Caribbean, annual conference after the week after the world super bowl followed by the drafting for professional sports teams (all at the same time) just before the beginning of Baseball, soccer etc.

    Thus, the NFL would become the NFL commissioner, etc. The head of the North American professional sports commissions would be the NFL commissioner. His or her job would be to coordinate all aspects of the game along with his/her counterparts in the other sports leagues and the Olympics, Pro Golfing, Pro Tennis, Pro Bowling and track and field.

    Each city would have its own sports commission consisting of the heads of the local professional sports teams, and the university athletes’ directors. The sports federation would also have players serve on the commission as well.

    With these modest proposals enacted, American professional sports can regain their rightful role in America life.

    If the NBA were to take these steps they would dramatically turn the sport around.
    Thank you for taking the time to read my proposal and I look forward to hearing back from you staff and I hope that you can implement some of my ideas and I hope that NBA will continue to expand and prosper.
    Thank you

    Jake Aller
    Life time Golden State Warriors fans

  • Cosmos Joins Instagram Poets

    Cosmos Joins Instagram Poets

    Cosmos Joins Instagram Poets!

    Cosmos Joins Instagram Poets!

    have joined the Instagram poetry world. Just posted my first ten poems. Learned a lot. Had to use an external software package as posting to Instagram from your computer is not user friendly. I gave up after trying to figure it out and downloaded a great program. I also learned that Instagram is perfect for smaller poems that can be linked to a visual image. Not so much for longer form poems. Fortunately I have lots of shorter poems as well as longer poems. So, I picked some of my cat poems plus one coffee poem for this exercise. The poems can be found here and at my Instagram account.cosmos’s instragram site Check it out.

    jake cosmos aller (@authorjakecosmosaller) • Instagram photos and videos
    looking out my window
    looking out my window. html

    alien cat civilization
    alien cat universe
    alien cats

    epic battle between the cats and humans

    https://www.instagram.com/p/BspV040g1Ef/

    god help us save us from the cats

    god save us from the cats

    watching cats hunt

    watching cats hunt
    wonder about cats

    early morning watching cats hunt

    watching cats hunt

    and my coffee poem,

    coffee desires

    xcoffee desires
    over the next few days I will post the remainder of my cat poems and some of my haiku poetry. Goal is to have about 25 posted by the end of the week. I also entered Rattle’s Instagram poetry contest. Since the deadline was today that was the motivation for me to get off my butt and finally learn how to become an Instagram poet.

    the audio for these poems are here. Note: I will be including audio recordings of all my poems from now on. it is a fun thing to do and I hope you like my sexy voice reading these poems with my full on Scorpio enthusiasm.

    Foliate Oak Literary Magazine will be publishing my poem, ‘Fake Things” Here’s the audio version

    and here’s the latest version

    Fake Things
    We live in a world
    Of fake things

    Fake Products
    Fake News
    Fake Calls
    Fake Politics
    Fake Sports
    Fake Business
    Fake Leaders
    Fake People
    Fake friends

    Fake sincerity

    Surrounded 24/7
    By all the fake things
    How can anything real exist?

    bonus poem for the day

    fake science
    Fake Science

    One of my secret guilty pleasures
    Is believing in fake science

    You know astrology, numerology, Chinese astrology
    Tarot cards, palm reading, handwriting analysis

    The gambler’s fallacy of lucky runs,
    and Myers bridge typology

    Objectively speaking these fake sciences
    Do not appear to have any real foundation
    Just belief that they tap
    Into deeper darker realms of knowledge

    Knowledge beyond our scientific understanding
    Yet in a sense
    Astrology is as real as it gets

    It is based on Jungian images
    Part of our collective unconscious

    And who knows
    There may be something to it
    I am a scorpion

    And a very passionate person indeed
    Almost stereotypical of the type

    Myers Bridge Typology
    I don’t get it

    Seems to be
    As about as accurate
    As Astrology

    And not as good
    As a pickup line

    Years ago
    A skeptical scientist
    Wanted to disprove palm reading

    He took photos of people
    Who had just died

    And asked palm readers
    To predict the age they would die

    The palm readers were not told
    they were already dead

    the palm readers predicted the age of death
    with a 50 percent accuracy rate

    far above the 25 chance
    they would get it right
    just from a random guest

    The gambler’s fallacy
    That there is such a thing
    As a run of luck in gambling
    Has been proven

    A scientist ran thousands of games of roulette
    And found that rather than forming a random pattern
    There was a pattern to the chaos
    An upward and downward spiral of returns

    So in a sense, the gamblers are right
    It is best to quit when you are on the high side
    And walk away when you start losing

    Hard to do
    Hard to predict

    Each time you start a new game
    A new slot machine
    The run starts over again

    So, one could apply this rule
    And make a little money
    At the casino’s expense

    Yeah I am a big fan
    Of the fake science

    Next step is to learn how to do tumbler, Pinterest, twitter,
    and youtube. Advice would be greatly appreciated. The ultimate goal is to have my poetry and fiction reach out across the cosmos as I am the Cosmos, you dig?

    For now, I will probably post once a week on these other sites as well as about poetry, poetry soup, hello poetry, Cosmosfunnel, sweek, open arts forum, scriggler, and poetry opus magnum as well as submitting to ten journals per week. But continue to use this site as my home base. I now have had over 1200 hits and 300 followers. Not too shabby for the first year of the world according to Cosmos.

  • American Dreams

    American Dreams

    Your one Phone call published my poem about visas called “American Dreams”. it is a bit cynical look at the visa process written when I was a visa officer in Mumbai, India back in 2003 when each day we had over 1,000 people lined up for their two minute chance at the getting a visa. Most were legitimate, perhaps 25 percent were fraudulent and as the fraud investigator I became quite cynical as I had seen it all.

    Needless to say this poem does not reflect the views of the US Government, my employer at the time.

    American Dreams

    visa applicants applying for Ameican dream
    visa line

    You see them
    Every morning

    Lined outside
    Any US Embassy
    Around the world

    The visa seekers
    The American Dream seekers

    The poor, the dispossessed
    The disenfranchised

    The marginalized
    The forgotten
    The left behinds

    Of the not so great society
    The rich, the mightily
    The powerful

    The beautiful
    All looking for a slice
    Of the American Dream

    Some to sample its delicious flavors
    Others to try to live

    Among its deceptive lures
    America beckons

    As it has for years and years
    Land of the free
    Home of the brave

    Lady Liberty
    Land where a dream

    And a little luck
    Can make you too

    The richest man alive
    So they line up

    Outside my office door
    Just to talk

    To the American Visa God
    Spin a tale

    Tell a story
    Play a game

    Pretend to be
    What the American Visa God needs

    And then you get
    Your piece of the American Pie
    And off you go

    Only to end up
    In a thousand neglected

    Backwaters of the American nightmare
    Flotsam

    Floating from one marginal
    Illegal job to another

    Prey to the predators
    Ever behind

    The rent demands
    For you see

    America is a rich habit
    It is expensive to maintain

    The first taste is free
    The rest will cost yah

    You life, your soul
    And 70 hours per week
    At sub-minimum wages

    Soon you will be speaking
    English

    With the poor, the disenfranchised
    The flotsam

    The neglected
    The left behinds

    The rich will ignore you
    Not know your name

    The poor will fear
    You will take their jobs away

    And your friends back home
    Will wait to hear

    About you became a big shot
    In the American land

    They don’t want to hear
    No tales of working at McDonald’s

    Working 70 hours a week
    At five jobs per day

    No, No, No
    That’s not the America

    They see on TV
    They want it now

    They want their MTV
    Where’s the babes?

    Where’s the parties?
    Where’s the sex with naked ladies

    Come on man,
    You’re holding out

    Tell us the tales
    Of Wild America

    And so they line up
    Each and every day

    Line up outside
    My office window

    And we have the power
    To set them free

    Some to enable them
    To dream the American dream

    Some to send to the American nightmare
    Others to go back home

    To wherever they come back
    They will be back

    They will be back
    Nothing will deter them

    Not even the lack
    Of a piece of paper

    From the American Visa God

    american dreams your one phone call

  • Reflections on the Passing of the Years

    Reflections on the Passing of the Years

    these are my reflections on the passing of the years

    Worst Year Ever

    2017 How Much I despise You
    Following 2016 the second worst year ever
    Will 2018 be any better ?

    And what we have suffered
    The darkness settles on the land
    Like a curse on the land

    As our mad demented senile dotard king wannabe
    Struts about the worlds stage
    Ushering Americas inevitable decline

    As America’s foes and friends wonder
    Has America gone mad
    Turing over ultimate power to this man
    A con man narcistic criminal

    Self proclaimed smartest man in the room
    In reality a clueless reality TV hustler
    Whose sell by date has expired

    As he tries to make America great again
    For white Christian men

    The rest of the country struggles
    To cope with the ever declining standard of living

    The 1 percent loved the stock market
    Love the dismantling of the regulatory state
    The corporate tax cuts

    and the coming plunder of the land
    Can Disney Yellowstone be the future?

    While the rest of the world
    Embraces the energy of the future
    And this great denier of the truth
    Wants to boldly take America back

    To the 19th century era of oil, and coal

    Yet perhaps it does not matter in the end
    As long as we have one another

    The darkness will come
    But it will go away someday soon
    The great American nightmare will be over

    This is what I pray for 2018
    The end of the darkness
    that consumes our land

    COSMIC CALENDAR

    calendar months
    calendar months

    January

    January arrives cold as death warmed over
    As I make my annual list of resolutions
    Of the great things I would do

    The lies I tell myself to keep me going
    While recovering from the hangover of the year before
    With regrets for the evitable passing of time itself

    And snow bound cold nights of wild passion
    As we delay death’s knocking on the door

    February

    February is a strange month
    Cold, short and eventful

    In the U.S. The political season heats up
    As politicians rush about

    Making their campaign lies
    Full of promises of things to come

    As we the 99 % huddle down inside
    Watching the lies on TV

    Outside Winter’s last dying breath

    March

    March roars in full of sound and furry
    Signifying the future marching down upon us all

    And March madness hits the sports world
    And politicians meet to plot and scheme

    As we bravely battle the cosmic elements
    Waiting for the promised spring

    Hay fever greets me
    With the early spring flowers

    April

    April is indeed the cruelest month of all
    So many important events occurred

    Kim Il Sung’s Birthday, Hitler’s Birthday
    And in the U.S. the dreaded tax man cometh

    To take it all away as the flowers overwhelm
    And Spring Fever takes hold

    Driving us all mad
    With strange erotic desires

    May

    May is in many ways
    My second favorite month of all
    The flowers are blooming bright

    The mountains are aflame with desire
    The summer heat is coming

    The plans for the year are coming along
    The political campaigns heat up
    And good movies come out

    Star wars arrived
    Spider man and superman and batman

    All came out to play
    In late May

    And baseball begins in earnest
    And most importantly

    My wife was born

    June

    June is always a month of transition
    End of the school year

    Summer transfer season
    People leaving people coming

    Hurricanes and Tornados attacking
    And wars starting and people dying

    As fire flies buzz about
    And rabbits eat my garden

    As the summer heat descends upon the land
    I walk late at night

    Recalling that Watergate
    Occurred in June

    July

    July is the queen of the summer season
    As she heats up the land

    Throwing storm after summer storm
    And politicians run away
    After the July forth fireworks

    Man landed on the moon
    Richard Nixon Left the White House

    And we all know that half the year
    Has flown by

    August

    So much has happened
    During the hottest most hellish of months

    Despite the summer sauna that descends upon the land
    Enervating all driving people mad with the heat

    World War 1 started
    World War 11 ended
    Hiroshima ushered in the nuclear age

    Hurricanes Katrina and Harvey
    And tornado ally
    All roar down upon the land

    And I met the love of my life
    Getting off a bus
    One August evening

    September

    What can one say about September
    Like June a month of transitions

    And one is filled with ambition
    Wanting to finish up what one started

    Before the fall arrives
    And Winter is hinting it is coming

    School starts
    New jobs start

    New people come into one’s life
    And like August’s hangover

    Big earth shattering events happen
    The fall of the stock market

    The housing bubble bursting
    The endless budget games

    As the politicians argue
    Whether to bankrupt the country
    To make a political point or two

    And 9-11 terrorizing the world
    All September’s gifts to the land

    October

    October is my favorite month of all
    The leaves turn

    The weather is usually delightful
    Just a tease of the coming winter

    Fall ball season underway
    Baseball games and Halloween madness
    ends the month with a huge bang

    And I celebrate my legal birth on the 29th
    Also the day I legally got married

    And on the October 30 1955 I was born
    And Rock n Roll was born as well

    Coincidence I think not

    November

    November is one of the strange months
    Begins like a hangover of October

    Then it turns ugly and weird
    Political fever hits the land

    Every two years
    As the people brave the early November chill

    To decide what fools they will send to DC
    The politicians lie and scheme and plot

    And beg and lie again
    And the world turns

    And the new leaders emerge
    Welcome the new Bosses

    Same as the old bosses
    Just new packaging

    And Donald Trump storms the barricades
    Threatening the establishment’s strangle hold
    On America and the world

    Yes November is a strange month

    December

    Perhaps the loneliness month of all
    The most consequential of all the months

    And yet also the most depressing end of time
    Kind of month

    If the apocalypse zombie or otherwise
    Were to occur

    It would be in December
    That is the sort of insane month it is

    The end of the year
    As darkness settles down on the land

    And holiday parties abound
    Full of false cheer

    And faked love
    And for those who don’t celebrate Christmas

    A lonely day perhaps at the movies
    A few awkward calls to the relatives

    Then New Years
    Watching the world end

    Drinking up a storm
    And knowing that the year ended

    And you are one step closer to the grave

    .
    POEM: FALLING RAIN

    rain end of the year
    rain falling

    The falling rain
    Of late October

    Fills me with essential dread
    As I rush about

    And end up here
    Wherever here is

    The rain outside
    Seems like the tears of god

    As I sit
    Crying over my beer

    Thinking of lost love
    And failed dreams

    Wondering
    What went wrong?

    And what I can set right
    And the rain falls

    And the night darkens
    The rain is falling

    All over this man’s world
    And the rain falls

    And I sit
    Drinking my lonesome drink

    Lost in dreams
    Dreaming of what
    Could never be

    Thinking dark thoughts
    And so I sit

    And dream the night away
    literary yard poems by Jake Cosmos Aller

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