Sunday, April 04, 2021

Spending Blues

 I GOT THE SPENDING BLUES DISEASE

 

PLEASE, please, I need to be at ease

I got the buy, buy, buy, disease

Like to put it on a freeze

Turn around like a sneeze 

Got a hold on me like trustees

Need to find another release

I know it’s not that old song, 

somethings got a hold of me, 

I know it must be love 


It’s this buy, buy, buy, disease

My self-control destroyed, spoiled by my unease,

Commands originated in my mind’s badlands, 

quell the urge please

 

I got the spending blues

So easy to do

Swipe out a card 

Got the distribution blues

Buy things I don’t need

Then got to give them away

Swimming in shit, like all greed

Buy shit I don’t need

What’s it all for?

 

Easy to give away everything I buy

Need money to eat and pay the rent

Not much more I need to buy

 

Friday, January 08, 2021

2020 Presidential Election Year

 2020 Presidential Election Year

 

This coronavirus is making me insane

Feel like I’m on another plane

Nothing left to gain and a lot to lose

Living like this the bane of my existence

Trump running a chain gang on our nation

Tough guy bully guy macho man image

Not charging social security taxes

Means social security at 65 out the door

Maybe they’ll see what they can’t see now

Chaos 

It’s plain to see, lying in wait in society

Need the key to unlock the gates

We’re heading from heaven to hell

It’s no game, president man forgot about democracy

Love and hate, not fate 

Trap people play reality TV

Play acting a banshee

Hey Joe

I aint got no birth serf-i-ticket on me now

United States of fucking America, is 

A new Trump Hitler Regime

Keeping my dream alive

Get rid of that National Security Act and our 

Patriot Act 

Give our nation a new theme

The vote is actual and factual but Trump can’t see

Where we can learn and be aware of the facts

Our government ransacked for the wealthy

While the poor remain unhealthy

Corporations stealthy 

Hey Joe

Make a motion to not be so emotional 

Scared to have premonitions

Want Joe to win

It’s a sin the way they abuse him

Can’t see Trump’s a has been who belongs in the loony bin

Keep myself busy listening to Beethoven’s violin symphony 

Hope the lynch pin doesn’t win

This aint mother fucking Berlin with a fucking wall

And don’t tell me Obama built the gate

He didn’t take children from their families

Losing our sanity on a fallacy

I aint got no birth serf-i-ticket on me now

Please God, don’t allow

Need to survive this somehow   

Monday, September 21, 2020

SEARCH FOR AN ENCORE

SEARCH FOR AN ENCORE

 

My heart hits the sky for a wonderful guy 

Want to live in my dream

Let off steam, ride that moonbeam

Watch my love while we watch stars who strive to extreme, 

Love trees feed on earth and water

Feel like lamb to slaughter

New world’s just begun under one sun

Redwood forest, lakes, rivers run

No babe, I no have no fun

Weak knees pervade, 

transcend dreams glide

I’m along for the ride

Economy, parsimony,

Slide into fear of this and that

World where dictators rule

my land and that land make the

world what is has become 

not a race to create except this situation demands 

My life cut in two, can’t figure out where to go or what to do

Pray from far away - pray for ourselves, pray for me, pray for you too, 

Will prayers help or is it an illusion to feed my ego?

Search for hope, only nightmares come

Despots worldwide care only about money, 

honey, listen; root of all evil

Sell they soul to the devil - to the devil they do

And all around us, who paid suffer 

for the devil, they pay, to do us this misery

Everywhere on earth suffer this malady.

Download synergy to keep up my energy

Synapses flicker, slicker than an unsolved nightmare

Behind a hidden door, no splitting hairs

Born to be me, you’re born to be you

None of us born free

So unwell, hurts to be me

Wish you could see how it feels to me

Wish you could be me, feel me the way I feel you

We all desire prosperity, fame, acclaim, money

Mostly to survive and thrive

speak truth in poetry, fascism far and widespread

Money don’t mean joy, sorry to say

Like rivers run to their source

Blood runs cold, not yet, my lord, not time to fold

Times running out, getting old, need others to carry on

Carry on, work for free; try to help humanity

Make our earth the sanctity, earths meant to be

Hallelujah for you, hallelujah for me if only we 

can build something to hope for,

we want to live our dream, just once before we leave

Please, Please, Please

 

Thursday, August 20, 2020

THE WORLD THROUGH DAVIE’S EYES

  

THE WORLD THROUGH DAVIE’S EYES

 

Lying peacefully on my bed, 

         In his bed which is atop of mine

Lay Davie, my Peterbald Sphinx

         Buried beneath his blankets

                  Davie suddenly perked up,

threw this blanket off, 

         put his head up and kept it up, 

                   totally mesmerized 

         watching Michelle on TV

Listened to her entire speech,

Never resting his head down

 

Acts like he magically 

understands how important it all is. 

 

Isn’t that amazing? Davie, my cat,

Mesmerized by Michelle on TV

something in her manner, her tone 

Stylized speech, 

Beseeching America to be better, 

her voice, pleading with America

 

“BE Better America,” she pleads with us, loud and clear

Somehow, Davie, my cat, understands her 

Her tone, determination, her pleas 

Trying to help us understand 

Divisiveness increases pain and suffering

Not helped by clear acceptance of Racism 

Attacking our citizens peacefully protesting 

Failing to protect our most vulnerable citizens

Destroying access to clean water for money

Ignoring our country’s constitution to protect interests of big money

 

Michelle Obama demands America stand up 

Show the world who we are 

Show with our vote, our turn out,

Turn out even if you have to bring a blanket, food, 

Even if you have to spend the night too. 

Do it to ignite flames for justice and compassion

In our leadership

Please America, Leave chaos at the door

 

Michele’s voice captured David. She captured me too. 

CNN says of First Lady, Michelle Obama’s speech, “…an appeal aimed at the heart and conscience of every American who has watched the chaos of the last four years and yearned to make things right.”

 

Our moral tale of woe.

Stand up Americans, 

Show us your voices like you did in recent marches through the streets

Stand up American and show us who you want us to be

 

America showed who she was when innocent protesters were abused 

Shot with rubber bullets, gassed in our streets

I thank and praise all the people who stood up in America’s streets, and streets everywhere else too, 

Please America, I beg you too, 

Even though I’m not Michelle Obama and never could be in her shoes, 

I stand with Michelle and beg you too

            – Stand up and be counted, 

DO THE RIGHT THING AMERICA

Show ourselves and the world who America really is

I’m begging you, please

 

PLEASE                                            PLEASE                                            PLEASE

 

Come one come all, 

Let’ be the solution to the pollution, heal division, stop the degradation of our great nation and all its peoples, our principles, our people, who require compassion to survive, not division.

 

 

Forgive me for not knowing if this is a rant or a poem.

 

Thursday, August 06, 2020

LIKE AN ISLAND

         

       LIKE AN ISLAND 

 

I’m quarantined 

Learning to love my aloneness 

Not concerning ceremonious womanliness, 

Maintain a harmonious

Fighting to survive intolerance, tight feistiness of ruin, 

from wealthy brothers and sisters. 

The poor give more than wealthy do

usually more generous of spirit 

poor pay higher taxes

Trumped by a white house orange debacle 

Citizens dying from streptococcal

symptoms - live in mass pandemonium 

people blind like they’re on opium

sanctimonious created fraudulent-ness

intolerantness speaks loudly, devoutly, profoundly evil

worldly unrest and upheaval 

quarantine inside my abode 

carry a heavy load

my body bowed

inability to unload

keep a heavy workload

dreading the next episode

of color code, religious code, computer codes

hate showed – 

snowed in about to implode

lifestyles eroding with each new foreboding 

will we ever overcome

see what we can become

if to love and tolerance we succumb

Solve Problem:  make humanity less dumb

Embrace love and tolerance 

Together, overcome 

Stop being overrun

beat my drum till that day comes

pray to raise awareness that love is everywhere

Love is everywhere

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Thursday, June 04, 2020

I FEEL

Like a light bulb in a dark room, about to burn out,
Burn out in a fizz, or explosive moment puff of smoke,
Like a campfire built at sunset burns out at sunrise
Eastern sunlight rays appear;
Horizon alive with color’s flow
My heart skips a city girl beat
Nature grasps at my heart with special sounds she creates
Heartbreak hotel still a go to
Every day, survive a new threat
Today it’s the pandemic
Next day worldwide protests
Proclaim Black Lives Matter
when we see George Floyd murdered
because he had a fake twenty-dollar bill
culminate four centuries of wrongs
In the 90's shop owners slipped me fake twenties too
So if I were black I'd be dead
MD prescribes Miralax to cure my ills
Miralax made of plastic, don’t care to use
It about $, who can digest plastic
Plastic imagined good for intestines.
Prefer milk of magnesia to cure my ills
Holding all that shit in there really ain’t healthy
I’m surgeon of my own body and I know what suits my body’s needs
I’ve been living longer with my self than anybody else
So I think I know this body better n’most
Zonked out on fresh brewed coffee
Another poem births inside me
Feel another me emerging again
Anxiety spreads like a bloodstain
Who am I, am I who I want to be,
Reveling in who I am as opposed to who
I could be, hold me back or don’t, I won’t go,
I refuse to be who I am
Swallowed in a gumball,
Society beats reverberate in my head
A new manuscript divides me
Like a light bulb in a dark room, about to burn out
My heart skips a city girl beat

Monday, May 11, 2020

STRIVE TO STAY ALIVE

I want to cry for my lost dreams. 
That house made of stone and glass 
with all wood inside the fame 
and fortune I never gained, 
the way my heart has been maimed 
my life tamed and bought at the corner store. 
Dreams estranged 
caught up in the buzz of busy bees
 living day to day in a maze 
on a pension fund 
Money I earned, not charity 
driving safe in the slow zone. 
No airs or golden chalices, 
standardized morphing of reality 
leave me to blaze on a hot day 
with no underwear. 
I fear for the living dead. 
Live in my head 
Less than half my dreams 
never come to fruition
because I’m not Annie Malone, 
neither is he 
change your tone 
don't use your phone 
while we're having this conversation 
I want to be a milliner
Tired of infighting, 
heart a siren, beats with desire 
Set the sky on fire, bring souls out of mire 
Stir the fires of love
Ignore the jive of each haze, 
the latest craze
Always some new malaise 
Live like lost
In a moon phase
Do my best to stay alive and thrive






Thursday, April 30, 2020

Times Brutality & Fatality

Tonight I'm yours for a moment in time
Our entire lives until this moment 
in time a paradigm
Bones cold, 
struggle to survive wintertime,
Search for infinity 
Search for the high line
Winter ends, its spring again

Heart chimes sounds time
 Sounds of time can pass one by 
Airwaves, lives all on prime time
Make the most of tonight 
Tonight I’m yours for a moment
Tonight I’m yours for a second in time
Do what you want to me

You’re mine for a second in time tonight,
You can do what you do to me tonight
I’m yours for a second
I’m your onetime abyss
A lifetime of obsesses
Every which way confesses
I’m here to be your friend

Try to say I’m your enemy 
Because I don’t agree to see the way you do
Say I’m not your friend
I see all you do and say
Semper our reality, set an appointee
To serve your time instead of you

Our lives in filigree
You chase the dragon tree
Entered the lion’s den
Smoke your opium today
Like back in the day 

Convince everyone except me 
That your words are the Holy see,
You don’t fool me
I see right through you
I got the master key to your soul

Live our lives in a paradigm
Tonight I give myself freely
Tonight I’m yours for a moment in time

Monday, April 06, 2020

COVID 19, CORONAVIRUS

This virus is really getting to me
Wonder if we’ll ever be free
This virus is killing off so much of humanity 
More of the poor, not the bourgeoisie
This virus is insanity
This virus will not be contained
built a worldwide pain bloodstained 
this virus will not be controlled, 
it’s unconstrained and unexplained
this virus rains down on humanity
This virus invades people’s lungs
The wealthy and famous get virus screenings
The poor die in their beds
succumbing to this virus
Go uncounted in the dead 
This virus forces us to isolate
When we can socialize, there’s no date
We live on a global checkmate
Virus created floodgate
We’re on a mandated quarantine
This virus has us on curfew
Except the moneyed few
Creates a state of anxiety
Virus is rampant in society
Keep 6 feet away is what they say
All we can do is pray
This virus makes us wash our hands till raw
This is something we never had to do before
This virus is invading my life
Because of this, I can’t see my wife
Siren’s wail fills us with strife
This virus doesn’t stop
Like waiting for the other shoe to drop
Running out of supplies, unable to shop
This virus has us scared to be infected 
No one wants to be the next one selected
This virus makes me wonder
How we came to this blunder
Our lives put asunder
This virus overtook the entire world
All our lives, together unfurled
Live in a crazy netherworld

Friday, March 27, 2020

ALL ABOUT THE MONEY, HONEY

I am Jewish, I am Woman,
I am Muslim, I am Buddhist
Call me names, call me whore,
pussy, kike, sand-nigger, 
call me what you like,
Psyche – I recall Third Reich

Name-calling, hate all about the money, honey
Don’t want to believe in sunny money
It’s bloody Sunday with money
Turn people against one another
Smarter people see – better believe
Keep us with our stupid little asses 
Dealing with petty shit

All about the money – money –
Rich don’t pay taxes
You and I support them 
With our puny little money

It’s all about the money honey
No reprieve, better believe
Rich not aggrieved, we pay more than they do
They like it like that

Make things perfect, we need another war, 
One more Vietnam – Trump’s a perfect mentor
not smart but listens-even though he doesn’t understand more
Trump listens, says what he’s told to say
Do things the money way
Before we all disappear, become who we no longer are,
like Handmaidens in Atwood’s novel
Or Station Eleven in Mandel's world,
Then it will be too late
It will be who we are – when freedom’s gone

It’s all about the money 
Money creates military
No sense being a pacifist since WWII
Recall how that got us here
Didn’t win us any points there either if you recall
Hate Jews more ‘n Blacks now
Jews on the Death Tax, It’s a fact
Take it up the ass
People at the bottom
Have nothing to show, 
Nowhere to go

Things done the money way
It’s heyday for the rich folk
People worked to the bone before they croak
The world we all know up in smoke
No taxes for multi-billionaire corporations 
Middle-class disintegration
A shakedown of global proportions

Desperation and confusion 
Our relation to better-off folk
It’s all about the money, honey
Prejudice has real results
Intensified by lack of trickle-down, 
Nothing left to lose
Live in Shantytown, USA

All about the military created by money, honey
Government Globally – controlled by Money, Honey

This is the world today, Honey
It’s all about the Money, Honey