Donald thinks he is a king no doubt
"Off with his head" I hear him shout
and other nations best beware
of this man with too much hair

The Princess travels at his side
to other courts far and wide
And on his throne she seems to set
both her beautiful eyes

Her husband also likes to play
this big-boy power game
Watch in his supporting role
as he carries her through the threshold

Lady said
"Shut up about the storm
else you'll be in one"
Charming, I thought

Barking dogs and believers in God
insist that you listen
Both disturb the peace
the wolf and the priest

They choose the time
they choose the place
they choose the rhyme
they choose the pace

You are incidental
in their scheme of things
They want everyone with ears
To hear the song they sing

Mouths wide open they project
a sound you can't ignore
while they rant and rave
and growl and roar

Though you pray for the end
it will only come
when they both decide
that they are finally done

Took a trip yesterday, destination over there
Settled down some where, between here  and there
The place was unfamiliar, and my mind couldn't grasp
The difference between, this this and that that
Nothing is solid every thing is slow
There’s nothing to do and there’s nowhere to go
When apprehension set in, at the very start
I took a look at him, and set anchor in his heart
I watched the show unfold, somewhere behind my eyes
I met someone named Lucy, who  lives in the sky”
I knew I was responsible, for everything I saw
from the liquid walls, to the winding halls
Though I wasn't tired, I laid myself down
thinking about everyone, who wasn't around
I bounced like a ball, through the memories
skipping days and weeks, and months and years
I landed now and then, as if magnetised
by moments in the past, where I’d sigh or cry

Korean Kim
wrote a poem today
and I really like
what he had to say

He said the remarks
of Tyrannical Trump
have the trademark
of ‘a dog’s bark’

Another poet
heard my words
pulled a rabbit
out of his hat
and said
“Take that”

Between Breaths
take a rest
Stop for a moment or two
there’s nothing that you
really have to do
The world will keep turning
There’s a trick you must learn
Hop off the merry-go-’round
Drop out of this twisted town

A universe of time can be found
when you separate moments
and have a look around

You don’t need to breathe
the air will satisfy
like a piece of meat
When you don’t need to drink
and you don’t need to eat
and the ground just moves
underneath your feet
you can walk on the wind
from the west to the east
Just sit, and enjoy, the feast

A universe of time can be found
when you separate moments
and have a look around