Tuesday, October 23, 2012

I Put a Spell On You

Burning Sands

 
A Desert Trek



 
 
Bring me some water that I may sip
My lips are parched, my face hot
The sun is relentless, I must rest
I need to sit but know I can not
 
 
Send me an angel to wipe my brow
If you love me please tell me
I must rest, the sun is relentless
Confirm that our unity is we
 
 
Take my hand, lead me along the way
Lack of faith has made me weak
The sun is relentless, I must rest
Tell me our future is not too bleak
 
 
I surrender my soul unto God
I lack the strength to go on
I must rest, the sun is relentless
Please remember me when I am gone
 
 
 

© Tim  Culey -2012-
 
This is an example of the ZaniLa Rhyme, a form which consists of 4 lines per stanza.
The rhyme scheme for this form is abcb and a syllable count of 9/7/9/9 per stanza.
Line 3 contains an internal rhyme and is repeated as the third line in each  stanza but   
the line is swapped.
The ZaniLa Rhyme has a minimum of 3 stanzas and no maximum poem length

Sunday, October 21, 2012

It's Hurricane Season

Tim D. Culey



The past four years may not have been the best in American history, but compare them to the pervious 8 years.

During the previous 8 we started two illegal wars .. invading sovereign nations with no provocation (and Iraq had nothing to do with 9-11, bin Laden was a Arab, and not any more popular in Iraq than he was in the U.S.)

During the previous 8 years, we went from a record surplus and a balanced budget to record deficits and no budget.

During the previous 8 years unemployment went up to the highest it had been since the Great Depression. New houses were essentially not being built and when they were could not be sold.

Foreclosures were at an historic high, as was bankruptcy. Homelessness was the highest since the Hoover Administrations.

The automakers were nearly bankrupt. In addition, Wall Street was out of control with the 1% raping and robbing the 99% with impunity.

Four years later, we have ended one illegal war and are in the process of ending the other one.

As far as we know, people are no longer being tortured anywhere at the behest of the US Gov't.

Four years later if you attend a speech or a public gathering of people who support Mr. Obama, and happen to wearing a T shirt that has "Romney" printed on it, or carrying a sign supporting Romney, you might be subjected to some uncomfortable conversations. However, you will NOT be arrested and send off to some country nobody has ever heard of to be boiled alive.

Freedom of Speech, Freedom of Assembly, Freedom to Peacefully Protest have all been options in the past 4 years, whereas they were not during the previous 8.

What happened in New Orleans during Katrina is metaphorically the same as our country.

The Bush administration dynamited the levy system and let the Mississippi River come crashing through destroying everything it its path.

There were those who profited on the misery of others, during those 8 years, the special interest groups made up of billionaires and the business owners who paid others handsomely to lobby on their behalf.

Mr. Obama came along and started repairing the levies to keep any more water from coming in. Then he started pumping out the remaining water. Then came the cleaning of the sludge left behind, then the rebuilding of the homes and businesses. During this process it was incumbent upon us to care for the sick and injured and those displaced and beaten down by Hurricane Dubya

He started the cleanup process, and then the rebuilding. If there are citizens in this country who for no reason of their own have been swept away by the hurricane of poverty, despair, helplessness, lack of educational opportunities, we need to give them a hand up when possible. If they need medical care, we need to see to it they get it.

We traditionally have not been a country which encouraged its citizens to set at the gates of the city begging for alms.

The clean up and restoration of New Orleans didn't happen over night. There are some areas that look the same as they did the day after Katrina. (Which begs the question .. if we have this 47% of our population sitting on their hands collecting government money for doing nothing, why not send them to NOLA, introduce them into the fine art of using a shovel, or driving a nail straight into a couple of boards. Put them to work on landscaping and replacing trees lost during the storm.

During the depression years we had the CCC the PWA and the WPA and the other "alphabet agencies" who did just that. It worked then, why not now?

There are those who go to NOLA now and are taken aback by what they see. Those who have never left will say, "If you think this place looks bad now, you should have seen it before."

If you think our country is in bad shape now, just look at the mess we had during and after the eight years of Hurricane Dubya. Then make the comparison of now and then.

Just as in NOLA, our country is not fully recovered. However, we have to keep working at it one day at a time for as long as it takes.

When we turn the country over to billionaires whose only interest is making more profits, despite the hardships they inflict along the way, when their path to riches includes 2 or 3 more wars causing the maiming and death of thousands of Americans, when retired people who have worked for decades are denied Social Security and Medicare all for the sake of corporate greed we are taking a dangerous path.

History is full of examples of great societies, wealthy and powerful countries who took this same path until the citizens finally said "Enough" and took matters into their own hands.

We are fortunate in this time and place that we don't have to take shovels and hoes and home made swords and storm the castle. We can make our wishes known by visiting the polling place and casting a ballot.

The choice becomes whether or not to let the person who is on the job, and has made considerable progress in our post hurricane country, continue to keep working to get it finished, or hire a person who guarantees that Hurricane Mittens will be making landfall moments after he takes over.




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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

Always Close to Day

Tim D. Culey



It entered out lives on April 2, (no foolin’) with 1956 being the date
The action took place in the town of Monticello we don’t know the state.
We were astounded by the shenanigans that we witnessed take place
There was fighting and killing and cheating, oh what a disgrace!
The main protagonist was a lawyer who was no Perry Mason
Although for many years in his past he pretended to be him

The daily dynamics of this fictional city taught us about a cut throat DA
With plenty of white collar mobsters who owned the cops, so they say
It was not perfectly clear at any given time who was sleeping with whom
When the lights were out, what went on in the dark we can only presume
Who can ever forget that meddling socialite with her ambitions so absurd
And certainly it was very wise to be wary of that person named after a bird.


Sometimes it was confusing whether the residents were dead or alive
One was blown up in a boat, but later was found still living. What a surprise!
Many people kept up with Monticello until they finally became bored
It was never heard of again just after Christmas of nineteen eighty four
Among many there was much discussion whether it was proper or right
I think we all know, time stands still for no one, not even The Edge of Night.

Monday, October 15, 2012

Environmental Eclipse

Tim D. Culey

 


Apocalyptic policies
That neglect the environment and diminish the future
Because the zealots in power
Those ruling are ruled by their faith in the scriptures
When the environment takes a backseat to religion
Are they serving our interests or just succumbing to fiction?
There’s no more hope for our future when we’re governed by fear
Of the political holy men who believe the end is near


This is the end
The end is here
We’re all dead
Governed by fear
Fear of the end
Environmental eclipse
We’re already dead
Governing for the apocalypse


Their distain for this world
Is obvious in the content of their environmental laws
They never hear the cries of nature
Which are drowned out by the sound of corporate applause
They don’t seem to realize what’s really at stake
They can’t see the forest for the trees when they’re blinded by faith
They can’t comprehend how much their policies are flawed
When they’re busy groveling, down on their knees, before god


This is the end
The end is here
We’re all dead
Governed by fear
Fear of the end
Environmental eclipse
We’re already dead
Governing for the apocalypse


The second coming is coming
So there’s really no need to take care of the earth
They just live for today
And bleed the planet for all that it’s worth
But do they live for today or are they living for death?
Do they really feel god breathing down the back of their necks?
It’s their faith in the end that we’ll all live to regret
When our children inherit the wasteland that’s left


This is the end
The end is here
We’re all dead
Governed by fear
Fear of the end
Environmental eclipse
We’re already dead
Governing for the apocalypse