More Literary Yard Poems

More Literary Yard Poetry

The literary Yard has published more of my poems.  All of these and subsequence postings will be available on Spotify and elsewhere in a few days as a podcast. They previously published some of my poetry which follows the new poems listed below.

Index

2021 Dawns 21 Haiku
Dear Republicans, What Is Wrong with You?
The Revolution Next Time
Zombie Ideas Do Not Die
There Is A Great Sense of Unrest

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Dawns 21 Haiku

2021Dawns
Politics are still uncertain.
thousands still are dying.

2021Dawns
The New president offers.
Hope new beginning.

2021Dawns
The Madness never ends it seems.
Consuming us all

2021Dawns
The hope springs enterally
We will overcome.

2021Dawns
35,000 lies.
Fading like ghosts

2021Dawns
Politicians still lying.
Thousands still dying.

2021Dawns
Coronavirus spreading
More corona ghosts.

2021Dawns
There is new hope in the air.
Will politics kill it?

2021Dawns
The news stills scream death and despair.
I turn it all off

2021Dawns
As I wake up at dawn
I see my sleeping wife.

2021Dawns
We wait for the coming fires.
End of the world fears

2021Dawns
Q continues to spread hate.
Millions still follow him.

2021Dawns
Will optimism and love?
Overcome the hate.

2021Dawns
Many questions remaining.
I have no answers.

2021Dawns
With hope, I leap out of my bed
Watching TV kills hope

2021Dawns
Will this be the end of my days?
Will I overcome it?

2021Dawns
2020 hangover
Like a dark nightmare

2021Dawns
Politicians still refusing.
To do anything

2021Dawns
The rich are still getting richer.
The poor remain poor.

2021Dawns
We hope the past will fade away.
Into dark memories

2021Dawns
I wake up hoping for the best.
Dreading worst to come

2021Dawns
I am still alive thank god.
Filled with love for a wife.

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Dear Republicans, What is Wrong with You?

Dear Republicans,
What is wrong with you?
The former president
Incited a riot.

Stormed the house.
Would have killed you.
If they could have

And you still defend.
The former president
Refusing to hold him to account?

Do you want him?
Running around starting the patriot party
Launching a jihad against you?

When you can remove him
From the game
And send him home.
For good

What the hell is wrong with you
Just do your job

Put a stake.
Through that vampire’s heart
Kill Trumpism.
Before it kills you

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The Revolution Next Time

A revolution is brewing.
On the right
And on the left

As madness descends on the land
Incited by right-wing political leaders.

Inciting riots and rebellion
Demanding action
Against their enemies

While on the left
Revolution is brewing as well.

Soon will they unite
To march down
Tearing down democracy

As our leaders
Play games.
As the world descends
Into chaos

And the US becomes
Another failed state

Until a proverbial man
On a white horse
Rides in to save us.
From ourselves

The revolution next time
It will not be pretty.
As everything burns
And America dies

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Zombie Ideas Do Not Die

Zombie Ideas
Do not die.
They linger on
In our collective minds
Infecting our politics

Among my favorites
Are the canard.
That tax cuts will solve all problems.
That deregulation will free up business.
That the free market will solve our problems

That the government is the problem
And we must starve the government.
Of funds
So, it can do no more harm.
To our great country

These and other pernicious
Fact free alternative facts
Are spread far and wide.
Across the right-wing media sphere

Infecting our politicians
Leading them to playing games
Instead of coming together.
To solve our collective problems

And now the Republicans are saying.
Amid the worst epidemic in history
With the US economy slipping into the great depression era
The US cannot afford to spend any more money.
On combatting the pandemic
That the Federal government has done enough
It is up to the states to solve their problem.

Because of deficit spending
Which they did not care about
Before the change in command

Now the federal government is broke.
But we cannot ask the billionaire class.
To pay a dime more in taxes
We need to cut taxes more.

So, we go.
These zombie ideas
Mutating and spreading
Infecting our politics
With madness

Making it impossible to govern
As things fall apart

Let us put a Death.
to zombie ideas
Put a stake through them.
Opening up the truth

Coming together
To do the people’s business
That is what we must all do.

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There is a Great Sense of Unrest.

There is a great sense.
Of unrest in the land today
Madness in the air

Previous publication (2020)

Literary Yard has just published my Dog Poems. The earlier published my Cosmic Calendar poems.  Here they are for your amusement.  these are companion pieces for my cat poems.

dog’s life

Ten New Poems

Poetry Soup Poems 2016-2019

Cats Truly alien species?

Cosmos Joins Instagram Poets

Cats

Dog Poems

It’s a Dog’s Life for Me

 

 

 

 

 

I’d like to come back
In my next life
As a dog

A dog’s only worry
Is its next meal

All it has to do
Is wag its tail

And look cute
And someone will feed him
And give him water

A dog has no worries
No cares at all

And when a Dog
Wants some loving

All it needs to do
Is find the nearest
Female dog
And enjoy himself

Without guilt
And without worrying
About getting married
Or having an affair

Just simple
Sex in the doggie way
Nothing simpler
Than that

Yes
A dog’s life
Is the life for me?

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The Dogs of War are Howling

 

 

dogs of war poster
dog of war poster

 

 

 

 

 

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 world saw
The face of pure evil
That fine September morning

A morning like any other morning
Until a fateful moment
When two planes
Came out of the sky
And destroyed
The center of world capitalism

In an act of horrific violence
An act of such evil
That is beyond the comprehension
Of mere mortal man

Surely there must
Be a reason why
That particular day
The world almost ended

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

A Jehad had been launched
By the holly lunatics
Misguided warriors
Who thought they were fighting
The great Satan

Not knowing that their hearts and minds
Were corrupted and controlled
By Satan himself

Somewhere in the world
That morning
A door opened

And a man walked through
Flipped a switch

And let loose
The chaos that ensured

The world watched with horror
And fascination

As in real-time
A dynamite action movie unfolded

Only this was not any movie, punk
It was real life
Live and uncensored

With the music of the devil
Playing at full volume
As people died
Burning alive

And the dogs of war
Smiled
They knew soon
They would be in their element

As America
The Sleeping Giant
Again woke up

And realized
That they would have to fight back
Against their enemies

The war machine
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

The machinery of war
Once unleashed
Can’t easily be stopped

There is a certain cruel logic
That demands that the war going on
And people die
And people suffer
And the stock market crashes

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

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The Cosmic Dog from Goa

 

 

 

 

 

 

My final time with God
Happened a year later
I was staying down in Goa
With my wife

Enjoying being with her
After our reconciliation
We stayed at the Taj Mahal Goa

Living like Kings and Queen
Just for a few days
High up on a hill
Overlooking the beach

Every morning I went down to the beach
And did yoga by the water
While contemplating life

And every morning
I saw the same dog

Not just a dog
But a cosmic dog
Filled with the divine spark of God

And the dog recognized me
And spoke to me and I knew
That God was present once more
In the face of that cosmic dog

Kindred spirit
perhaps to the cosmic cat
that had saved my soul
in Berkeley so long ago

I told the dog everything
And he just looked at me
With those soulful eyes of his

And I knew he knew that I knew
That he was possessed by God

God had sent him to me
To make sure

that I was on the right path

That the reconciliation that God had promoted
Was on a track that I was back with my wife
And that everything was the way it should be

Again, I asked God whether he was Jesus or Allah
Or Brahmin or Ganesh or Buddha

God the cosmic dog just stared at me
I finally asked him directly

Say if you are God the God of Jesus
Bark once

The Dog looked at me and barked

I said

well, if you are Allah bark twice
The dog barked twice
Well are you buddha

then bark three times if yes
The god dog barked three times

Hmm well are you Satan
The dog growled at me
And I knew I had gone too far

Finally, I was at peace
And for the next three days

The God Dog from Goa

was my constant companion
And I knew God for the final time
In my life?

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Agnostic Dyslectic Wonders if There is a Dog

 

cute dog
cute dog

 

 

 

 

an agnostic dyslectic
stays up all night
wondering if there is a dog

the Buddhists wonder
about the Buddha-nature of the dog

the evangelicals

are sure that there is a dog
and you must follow their dog

or go to hell
for following another’s dog

the Muslims agree
there is only one dog

and the dogs
smile at the foolishness

of the human race
of course, there is a dog

and they are the master race
as they growl at their owners

who bow down
and clean up their mess?

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I Want a Dog’s Life

O

 

 

 

I want a dog’s life
That’s what I want in my next life
A dog needs to be cute
And his master will feed him
It is a dog’s life for me

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The Messenger Dog of God

 

 

 

 

 

One day
While studying in Rome
As a priest
I notice a small white dog
Staring at me

He glances at me
Indicating that I am to follow him
I get up
And follow this strange dog

He leads me deep
Inside the hidden depths
Of the Vatican
Finally stopping by a door

I open the door
And see St Peter there
He smiles
Dismisses the dog

Who moves on down the hall
Finished with his cosmic duty
As the secret messenger of God
All in a day’s work?

I ask why I am here?
St Peter says
Why are any of us here?
It is time for you to go

But I don’t want to go
Don’t want to leave this mortal plane
St Peter smiles
Says it is time to go

I wake up
Back in my bed
With my wife
And realize it was all a dream

It was not yet time
To go
But I am afraid
I will find the messenger dog

Outside my door
Any day now
The grim reaper waits
And it will soon be my time

Poem: Cosmos’s Cosmic Calendar

cosmic calendar
cosmic calendar

 

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 snowbound 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
Spiderman 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 fireflies 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 the land
Throwing storm after summer storm

And politicians run away
After the July fourth 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 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 stranglehold
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

Falling rain

falling rain
falling rain

 

 

 

 

 

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

the End

 

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