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Monthly Archives: January 2018
Gaza
I was losing myself in the sky reflecting in a puddle, a mirror left by an afternoon shower on the floor of our open-air barn. Mesmerized by the tree branches swaying in the breeze and by the clouds arriving and … Continue reading
A Horse Named Daisy
I have a horse named Daisy. She came with the name, and was over a year old when I got her so we kept the name. She’s still too young to ride, so I walk her for now twice a … Continue reading
Some Suggested Books
A Peoples’ History of the United States by Howard Zinn An Indigenous Peoples’ History of the United States by Roxanne Dunbar-Ortiz War is a Racket by Gen. Smedley Butler Hiroshima by John Hersey Autobiography of Malcolm X Obedience to Authority … Continue reading
March For Women
The President isn’t the disease he is but a symptom. The disease is not new, it is not worse now than it was a couple of years ago or a couple of decades ago or a couple of centuries ago. … Continue reading
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Tagged Afghanistan, America, capitalism, Genocide, greed, howard zinn, human rights, iraq, palestine, poem, poetry, poverty, slavery, sports, taxes, Trump, war, war tax resistance, women, women's march, womens rights
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Maple
Maple, oh Maple you’re just a little puppy almost shot by a farmer Maple, oh Maple named by WWOOFers eating pancakes when the farmer grabbed his gun Maple, oh Maple people think that you’re a girl just because … Continue reading
Posted in animal adoption, animals, dogs, farm, farming, farms, humane society, poem, Poetry, song, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged animal adoption, animals, cats, dogs, farm, farming, farms, humane society, poem, poetry, Song, spay and neuter
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Farm Animals
Daisy Girl Daisy Girl she’s always on the go, she’s not a lazy girl eating grass and oats, with the sheep and goats it’s Daisy Girl it’s Daisy Girl Mrs. Emily Duckinson Mrs. Emily Duckinson waddle, waddle, quack, quack … Continue reading
And Then I Woke Up
I jumped from the top floor of a skyscraper the other night in my dream there was a crowd of people, a party of some sort, but then I jumped and then I was falling for a while and I … Continue reading
THIS IS NOT A DRILL
EMERGENCY ALERT BALLISTIC MISSILE THREAT INBOUND TO HAWAII. SEEK IMMEDIATE SHELTER. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. That is the message that I would have received this past Saturday at just past 8 o’clock in the morning if I had a … Continue reading
Posted in america, farm, farming, hawaii, North Korea, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged americs, death, emergency alert, farming, fear, gardening, hawaii, Hiroshima, Japan, Molokai, Nagasaki, North Korea, nuclear weapons, Oahu, poem, poetry, war
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We Are All Animals
Last night, a little lamb died in my arms. I had been feeding milk to Ram-butan, our 3 month old ram, with a syringe, because he was too weak to drink from the bottle and his mother had moved on, … Continue reading
Blame
Trump never bought a bomb Obama never bought a drone Bush never bought a missile, or a vowel. They couldn’t tie their shoes if we didn’t buy the laces. When bad things happen, don’t blame Trump don’t blame Obama … Continue reading
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