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 Feb 2017 bex
Walter W Hoelbling
when in the world’s leading democracy
a new president starts his office with

     making life more expensive for average home owners
     signing orders threatening the health of millions
     restricting the publications of researchers
     denying global warming
     encouraging coal and oil companies
     forbidding federal employees to talk to the media
     going on fantasy trips about “alternative facts"
          to justify his ridiculous lies
     blaming the media when asking questions and checking facts
     barring leading media companies from press conferences
     waffling about his Russian connections
     refusing to release his tax returns
     ordering to build walls to keep out all those aliens,
          like the old Chinese did, to little avail
     issuing poorly formulated presidential orders
          causing confusion and harm and even deaths
     banning even green card holders from entering the country
     filling his cabinet with all the alligators from the swamps
          he promised to clean during his campaign
          people who know how to avoid paying taxes and beating the     system
          but have no clue how to govern now that they ARE the system
          and think they can run the USA with its 350 million citizens
          as Trump&Cronies;, USA, Inc.,
          like their private family businesses, for profit
courting kings and monarchs & wannabe sultans in the near east
     'democratic dictators' in the far southeast
      and wannabe czars in russia
but hesitating to confirm ties to old allies
     in Europe, NATO, and the Far East
suggesting that having undeclared secret meetings
     is quite OK with his campaign team members
     his son and son-in-law

[ctd. fron line 2...] it is high time to seriously ask
what concept
    if any
of democracy he has in mind
In view of ongoing developments, this poem is a work in progress and will be updated whenever significant "presidential orders" or some such become public.
 Feb 2017 bex
wordvango
eyes close
 Feb 2017 bex
wordvango
once my eyes close and my breath levels
focus lost and the mind takes over
in that rest that peace that respite from daily ****
turmoil and hate expectations and turmoils
becomes a place where dreams are focused
on calming that inner doubt that hard
demand of other's judgements
that Eden like apple and a field of dreams
collide make
me whole again
and I wake , if I ever do , from Heaven again,
and try to get through
a day again,
until my eyes can close
once again.
 Feb 2017 bex
Keith W Fletcher
Everything seems to be so complicated
Understated or overrated
Out of bounds or poorly created
Faded Kings with shining crowns... peddling mattresses on sale after the prices have been inflated

Promises are nothing more
Than an eight letter combination lock
That seem to crumble to dust with just one click of the clock

So we stand in line and await our time... to be sheared
And then we will be able to join a sympathetic flock

But at some point....

The truth became a spare tire for that car we keep up on blocks

Instead we walk with a limp down the road... our shoes full of lies like tiny rocks

Thinking that we will get a pass from all the heartless haters that

Rely on those stumbling, painful, non gainful... Ghost like images of a rat

No one will trust you to be just another fortune teller that's   always drunk on cheap wine

Yet they say it's okay... because all you want when you're drunk is just another sip
And then ... without a price to pay or gold to gain
The truth is the truth this time

But still things just seem to be so **** complicated, understated or completely overrated.
 Feb 2017 bex
Keith W Fletcher
Old Man of the Mountain
Soldier of the cause
He sees the world through clear blue eyes
He knows all of our flaws
Old man can you tell me
What it is that we should do

We think we know the answers
It's the questions that I kind of doubt
When the leaders begin to whisper
It's time to get out and Shout

WHAT'S IT ALL ABOUT ?

Old man what's the reason
That the seasons they turn so fast
And why is everybody walking backwards
With their eyes downcast...
... Are we near to the blast

Old man has the mountain
Got a little room to spare
Cuz if it does... It won't be long Till I'll be with you there

Cause

We're going nowhere...
... living down here

Up on the mountain the water runs so clear
And the sun brightens the Clear Blue Air
Never coming down - never coming down - off this mountain
You'll have to join us up here

Old man's full of stories
All  about the glories...
. ... Of yesterday
But when he's asked
What to do about tomorrow
He simply refuses to say

The only answer that he gives
Is reflected in the way he lives
Can't you see it his way?
 Feb 2017 bex
Ovi-Odiete
~IN THE SPIRAL OF LOVE~

A fish could love a bird, where would they live?
They will thither and ponder till they get yonder.
They will hover, perch, swim, fly, frolicking
Savoring every moment.
The bird will hover the river and the fish would show its tail, constantly swimming towards the edge of the river to see the bird
They will find a way.


There are no milestones too great for love to conquer
There are no mountains too high for love to climb.
Love is the air that flows from cosmic beyond
The endlessness of time is love
The reason the sparrow flies and soars in rhythms
The strength of a man
The weakness of his heart
The frolicking and intertwining of two hearts into one
The song the heart sings
The tune the soul hears
If love is a sea
Let me drown in it
Spreading and leaping far and wide
Let it swallow me
**** me
**** me with love


**Ovi©
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