Showing posts with label ornery poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ornery poetry. Show all posts

Friday, April 2, 2021

Dark Hearts Love Too: Trees of Tomorrow Tanka

Dark Hearts Love Too: Trees of Tomorrow Tanka:   Image by Hans Braxmeier from Pixabay could I be so bold to see what the future holds keep searching ahead shall we plant a fence of trees...

A new Tanka containing philosophy about gardens and healing the Earth.

Saturday, March 27, 2021

Dark Hearts Love Too: The Parents of Invention (Tanka)

Dark Hearts Love Too: The Parents of Invention (Tanka):   Image by DavidRockDesign from Pixabay necessity is the mother of invention madness the father the divine madman conspires with the creati...

A fun speculative poem that I'm kind of proud of.

Thursday, March 25, 2021

Dark Hearts Love Too: Climate Change Blues

Dark Hearts Love Too: Climate Change Blues:   Free Use Image from Pixabay I you pave paradise and put up a parking lot play it on repeat you pave paradise and build another strip mall ...

A poem about the possible fate of the Earth if we don't start taking responsibility for our actions.

Sunday, May 10, 2020

Ornery Haiku: Super Flower Moon


through parted curtains
gold in partly cloudy sky
super flower moon

~cie~




Ghost Town Grover Sez:
"Back in my minin' days, I loved ter see a big ole golden moon in the sky whilst lazin' 'round a campfire enjoyin' a swig of whiskey or a few with the fellers. But the thing I loved to see most was a big ole golden nugget down in the mine!"


Cactus Clem Sez:
"One of my most favorite things in all the wide world is takin' a stroll on a spring night with the full moon shinin' down on the Lone Prairie. 'Specially if I got a big ole jug of White Lightnin' to swig on now and again."

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Friday, February 7, 2020

Tan Renga Wednesday on Friday: Last Leaf


a last leaf
swirls on the wind towards the east -
first snow falls gently
the falling snow is pleasant
the icy roads are not so

~Chèvrefeuille & cie~


notes
The Hokku stanza was written by Chevrefeuille. The Ageku was created by me. I do like the snow, but I hate driving on icy roads. I've had a couple incidents when doing so which left me with a bit of PTSD. I tend to tense up when I have to drive on icy roads, which makes doing so a bad idea.

I will try to catch up with the poems over the next few days. I was working on a short story for blog.reedsy.com. If you are looking for a short story contest with no entry fee, they have a weekly contest here. Go to the apps section of the page and choose "story prompt."

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I believe I may have had another TIA. There always tends to be a cognitive shift when one of these happens. It's hard to explain. It isn't as if I'm having short term memory issues (well, no worse than I ever did). It's simply that the WAY I think changes. At this point, I find myself needing to be a little more measured in my output. I get tired very easily. It's frustrating because although I've never been a Type A personality by any means, I've always been very productive.

I know that I'm vulnerable to vascular problems because of my diabetes. Well, I'm perfectly happy to keep my blood sugars in check, which I can do if I have, you know, ADEQUATE INSULIN! Which my health care provider and Medicaid seem to be conspiring not to provide me. Going without insulin for weeks at a time is, I don't know, a bad thing when you're diabetic. 

The elite devils in charge of things don't care about that, though. They want the poor and the handicapped dead. Of course, then they won't have anyone to do the menial jobs that they revile, but I wouldn't give them too much credit for being smart.

Yeah, I said "handicapped" instead of the more politically correct "disabled." I honestly don't see what the difference is. I can apply both to my own condition, and I don't find either one offensive. Sometimes people become so busy picking nits that they forget to work on the issues that really matter.