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poetry

A Boomer's Lament

I was a hero once
Or so it seemed
My life was gripped in the vise of commitment
And Truth was my name

It was all so long ago
The tilted windmills of my youth
Still smugly sit atop the hill
My wide-eyed innocence lies smashed upon the rocks below
You cannot change the world
If you cannot change yourself

Vignette

Ready

How ready
stands the good heart
snark
satire, pleasing satin
the cloth that covers
the skin that
shivers
to be better than
better than
the other

Billions, and counting
yet the stars
are singular
human, even
good hearts, fail

Scenarios blossom
to hell, the preference'

No
the wrong path
does not lead, nor help in speed

Vignette,

You can not gab the air

You can not grab the air...

You can not say I’m sorry, easily, when it’s too late.

Madison Avenue rebates

possess no oxygen.

We all scream for ice-cream

holding on to each other, melting away

as the Big, sugar cone is filled.

The Captain has no rudder

as long as Bulls run in the narrow street

Shuttering

gasping for “Starry Nights.”

You can not grab the air

Hellraisers Journal: A Poetical Tribute to Mother Jones as "The Peacemaker" at Miners' Convention

There is only one Mother Jones.
-Frank Hayes, Vice President,
United Mine Workers of America

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Sunday January 30, 1916
Indianapolis, Indiana - U. M. W. of A. Convention Pauses for a Poetical Tribute

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Before adjourning for the day on Saturday January 22nd, delegates at the Miners' Convention were entertained with a bit of poetry:

Delegate McAlester, District 12–Delegate Loftus has written a poem upon the occurrence here the other day and we would like to have him read it.
Delegate Loftus—Delegate McDonald's name and Delegate Germer's will appear. I would like to know if they have any objections to having it read. No objection being offered, Delegate Loftus read the following:

THE PEACEMAKER.

It was just a little resolution,
Didn’t amount to very much
Brought on a very wordy war
'Mongst the Irish, Scotch and Dutch.

They used many personalities,
Which I always deemed a curse;
Had Mother not just happened in
It might have been much worse.

We have thirteen hundred delegates
Who represent labor's cause,
And many joined in the chorus
By giving great applause.

When the battle raged the fiercest—
Words shot back and forth like stones—
In stepped a goodly lady,
Our splendid Mother Jones.

Hellraisers Journal: Mother Jones-"Among the comrades we extol, Thy name shall blazon on the scroll."

She was fearless of every danger,
She hated that which was wrong;
She never gave up fighting
Until her breath was gone.

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Saturday December 23, 1905
From the Appeal to Reason: A Poem for Mother Jones by Ellis B. Harris

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From the Appeal of December 16, 1905:

MOTHER JONES
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Here's to you, Mother, Mother Jones.
Foe of the sabre,
When Justice, reigning, Wrong dethrones,
Helped by Love's labor,
Among the comrades we extol
Thy name shall blazon on the scroll,
In memory of one great soul,
Dear, kindly neighbor.

Open Thread Monday 06-13-15


Good morning good people


Monday morning poetry:

Seeing the sunrise

if only I could always see it shine
could call it mine
be of humankind
meeting brilliant minds
gathering resources from the caves
painted before recorded time

ocar

mixing light
confusing truth
and the youth

brushing by
brushing by
brushing by

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