Medicare for All

Medicare for All is not single payer, so media or politicos using the term single-payer are wrong.

The insurance companies should be jumping at the bit for Medicare for all, a windfall bonanza of new Medigap plans that are profitable; in fact, competition in the Medigap market is fierce and healthy. Imagine 300 million paying the monthly premiums in such a program.

Impeachment, working title


Innocence born

does not stay

birthing on cycle

to live again

evidence born by bad men

sailing into bergs, intention-ally

Suns do shine without the shade

rolling in the hay

memories spring from loins untouched

the dog sits by the side

little ones confide

hands slip closer in the night

reaching out for right

gambling for a better plight

Sailing with Motorcycles

Corals reach beyond the bleach

swaying to accordions...

plastic gathers in tides of reason

pundits sing of re-awaking

mushroom clouds tweet of empty seats


Purge the superdelegates

from the mist

of blood and tears


passed down in factories


cover from hard rains


morals, collectively

shared in misery

Burst the gangs of eight

Celebrating friendship

...motivated by a breakfast meeting with a close millennial friend.

Life is a set of journeys; some chosen, many forced by circumstance, fate and the wind.

Along each journey multiple paths give opportunities for choices and from the experience of those good, bad, happy and grey decisions, knowledge comes.

Hence more journeys, more wisdom, potentially...

Electron's Mate and Cherokee

Electron's Mate

Tides gripping feet
in Istanbul's pollution
dash meets night

long in sight, poison grew


born of Jane

vinging pleasures

in Botticelli

never rubbing Buddha's belly

selling radio

fox hides and


grabbing angels


If Clytemnestra knew?

Sucking corn of g m o's

stalking immigrants to go

protons sinking

Ice Cream

Marching down

the days before

pushed in dreams

of color...

Kindred of the poor

blessed in time and place

barefooted to cities of the night

taking flight

carrying Mother’s anger

and hating


a yoke of time, puritanical

Lifted, somewhat with age

infirmity at the door

wishing more delights



As I write, I worry about your futures

cause aspirations of two women, queens to be,

children of presidents,

Ivanka and Chelsea

dominate your playgrounds of artifical turf

lifted by money and the media it affords

seeping into the conscious of millions

overwhelmed by closets of red shoes

They may inherit the crown

Vegas bets so

Why was 6 afraid of 7?

Because, 6 heard that 7 8 9.

From the beginning, 6 pleaded with fellow numbers to celebrate the opportunity the first grade provided...

let's play

and play, 6 did

through universities, over continents

up mountains, down rivers

on stage-and-off in many languages

keeping on

enlightened more by hippie fashion and colors

6 soared.

Smoking the way into new 'oblivions' of the numerous