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Category Archives: veterans
Connected
I wish I saw the Wallflowers at the Hartford Meadows on the twelfth of September eighteen years ago. I used to love The Wallflowers and my mom bought tickets for my 17th birthday and I waited all summer long and … Continue reading
Posted in 9/11, Afghanistan, america, Iraq, life, occupation, oil, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, refugees, religion, revenge, taxes, terrorism, Uncategorized, veterans, war, war tax resistance, white privilege, white supremacy, writing, yellow ribbons
Tagged 9/ll, Afghanistan, apathy, connection, death, hatred, human rights, humanity, ignorance, iraq, life, New York, Peace, poem, Poetry, religion, revenge, so it goes, time, war
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Same Parade
The best way you can honor our departed sons, daughters, brothers, and sisters is to become a war-tax resister, don’t pay to send any more of our loved ones off to war don’t buy the bullets, the bombs, and the … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, Memorial Day, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, veterans, veterans for peace, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged capitalism, haiku, Memorial Day, poem, Poetry, tanka, veterans, war, war tax resistance, writing
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In My Dream: An Ode to Dr. King
(Maybe April 4th isn’t Martin Luther King, Jr. Day but it’s the day that in 1967 he most vocally spoke out against the war in Vietnam and the day that in 1968 he was assassinated. My poem includes the majority of his … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, Black Lives Matter, civil rights, collateral damage, dreams, empathy, human rights, humanity, MLK, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, racism, refugees, taxes, Uncategorized, veterans, veterans for peace, Vietnam, violence, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, Beyond Vietnam, bigotry, Black Lives Matter, capitalism, civil rights, Dr. King, fear, hatred, human rights, iraq, MLK, Peace, poverty, racism, silence is betrayal, Vietnam, violence, war
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Let’s Go Read Rumi (Ode to Spring)
Before the vultures dine on another ancient civilization and cities become rubble lets break bread instead of bones lets cleanse our palate and feast on the food of kings and queens, lets walk through smoke screens, and sit on … Continue reading
Posted in america, Chaharshanbe Suri, fear, fire, Hafez, haiku, humanity, ignorance, Iran, life, love, mysticism, Parts Unknown, peace, Persian food, poem, Poetry, propaganda, Rumi, sufism, tanka, travel, Uncategorized, veterans, writing
Tagged Anthony Bourdain, Bahar, Chaharshanbe Suri, chemical weapons, civilization, culture, food, Hafez, haiku, Iran, Iran Iraq War, life, love, Media, mystics, New Year, news, Nowruz, Parts Unknown, Persia, Persian food, Persian rugs, poem, Poetry, Propaganda, Rumi, Spring, springtime, sufism, tanka, tea, Travel, truth, war, war tax resistance
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Jump Ship/I Sailed With Columbus
“I Sailed With Columbus” When I was eight years old, in 1992 I first learned about Christopher Columbus and I sang along with my class “In fourteen-hundred and ninety-two Columbus sailed the ocean blue” and we drew pictures of him … Continue reading
Posted in america, haiku, Iraq, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, solidarity, tanka, taxes, terrorism, travel, Uncategorized, veterans, war, war tax resistance
Tagged America, Columbus, haiku, iraq, poem, Poetry, tanka, taxes, war, war tax resistance
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Don’t Thank Me
Don’t thank me, save your breath, and thank a tree for the air you breathe thank a cloud for the water you drink thank a farmer for the food you eat thank a teacher if you’ve ever learned anything thank a musician if … Continue reading
Posted in america, Armistice Day, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, writing
Tagged Armistice Day, forgiveness, poem, poetry, remembrance day, taxes, thanks, veterans day, war, war tax resistance, writing
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Over and Over and Over
Battle hymns are still played over and over and over and flag draped boxes still arrive at Dover and its a fraction of the casualties of World War One but it’s still somebody’s daughter and somebody’s son and, though technology has … Continue reading
Posted in Armistice Day, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, war
Tagged Armistice Day, civilians, death, poem, poetry, Propaganda, remembrance day, veterans day, war, writing
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The Poppies Are Everywhere
Marx called religion the opium of the masses but we pray to Gods of war and the poppies are everywhere and we pretend to remember (and care) and we feel so much better now and we won’t dare question the … Continue reading
Posted in addiction, Afghanistan, america, apathy, Armistice Day, death, god, government, history, Howard Zinn, humanity, Iraq, opium, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, poppies, reflection, religion, remembrance day, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, veterans for peace, Vietnam, war, world war one, world war two, writing, WW1, yellow ribbons
Tagged 100 years, addiction, Afghanistan, America, apathy, Armistice Day, death, dope, drones, drugs, Flanders field, god, heroin, iraq, jingoism, militarism, military, nationalism, opium, Oxycontin, pain, Pakistan, poem, poetry, poppies, Propaganda, religion, remembrance day, Somalia, Syria, taxes, terrorism, trauma, Uganda, veterans, veterans day, Veterans for Peace, Vietnam, war, war tax resistance, World War One, World War Two, writing, Yemen
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Will You Lay Wreath For Them?
Eighty-three years before 2001 was 1918 seventeen years after 2001 is 2018 and it’s now been 100 years since the armistice 100 years since there was peace between nations 100 years since the war to end all wars ended 100 … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, america, Armistice Day, collateral damage, Iraq, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, Uncategorized, veterans, Veterans Day, war, war tax resistance, world war one, writing, WW1
Tagged Afghanistan, Armistice Day, civilians, collateral damage, iraq, poem, poetry, poetry for peace, veterans, veterans day, war, World War One, WW1
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