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Tag Archives: history
A few bad apples
The people who say, “There’s just a few bad apples” refuse to look at the roots of the trees, refuse to believe the soil tests refuse to believe that those apples aren’t rotten, refuse to believe that all the apples … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged America, apples, Black Lives Matter, death, history, life, poem, Poetry, police, police brutality, systemic racism, truth, white supremacy
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Eden
We will erase you, all proof that you existed. This is our Eden, our canvas, blank and ready to paint our roots where yours grew. Your eyes might watch us from your prison cells and graves and tears you … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, refugees, tanka, Uncategorized, violence, writing
Tagged Bethlehem, christianity, farming, haiku, history, Jesus, justice, olive trees, palestine, Peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, religion, tanka, truth
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As The Tryptophan Sedates
Turkey is bitter that’s why there’s cranberry sauce heaps and heaps of it to sweeten the taste and make history palatable so we’ll be happy as the tryptophan sedates the whole family and we cheer as a pop star … Continue reading
Posted in america, family, haiku, history, National Day of Mourning, Native Americans, poem, Poetry, racism, tanka, thanksgiving, turkey, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged chow halls, family, haiku, history, iraq, National Day of Mourning, Native Americans, pilgrims, Plymouth, poem, Poetry, racism, reality, tanka, thanksgiving, tradition, turkey, war
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For Tradition’s Sake
From Plymouth Rock to Standing Rock, the west has rolled from sea to sea, with cultures in our wake yet we take pride in the meals we make for traditions sake on the fourth Thursday every November. As … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, idle no more, National Day of Mourning, Native Americans, peace, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, thanksgiving, Uncategorized, writing
Tagged America, folklore, haiku, history, National Day of Mourning, Native Americans, Plymouth, reality, Standing Rock, tanka, thanksgiving, tradition, Water is Life
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Change
We hunger for change but history keeps proving it repeats itself as we look to passersby and none of them can see us.
In The Sky
I. Helicopters buzz alongside lush-green sea cliffs through sacred valleys and over farmland, cutting through peace and quiet, cutting through silence like knives chop, chop, chop, a reminder of missionaries sharpening their blades, chopping the islands like venison … Continue reading
Posted in Afghanistan, collateral damage, farmers, farming, hawaii, helicopters, history, Iraq, Molokai, occupation, poem, Poetry, Syria, tanka, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged Afghanistan, deer, hawaii, Hawaiian Sovereignty, helicopter tours, helicopters, history, iraq, Kaho'olawe, Maui, military, missionaries, Molokai, noise pollution, occupation, Peace, poem, poetry, religion, sacred land, sea cliffs, tanka, theft, tourism, venison, war
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Let Them Hold The Pen
Let them hold the pen children won’t lose their parents, parents their children and neither will lose their limbs neither will lose their country the land where they’re born is where they’ll die of old age no more pages … Continue reading
Posted in Iraq, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized
Tagged America, Arabic Poetry, colonialism, history, iraq, Mesopotamia, Peace, poem, poetry, tanka, war, writing
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The Call It Blowback
We all wonder why there’s chaos around the world. They call it blowback. This chaos we see today, is thanks to the CIA. From the Middle East and all the Americas to South East Asia we’re reaping what we … Continue reading
Caravans
Would you like to buy some Chiquita bananas with a side of lies? Don’t you wonder why they drive northbound in these caravans?
Posted in poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized
Tagged bananas, Caravans, Chiquita Brand, Guatemala, history, poem, poetry, refugees, tanka, United Fruit
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Chiseled In Stone
History’s rhymes might seem coincidental but they’re chiseled in stone they are fundamental war feeds the market and keeps it alive war is the reason this system survives they’re still taking our bread to build death machines and … Continue reading
Posted in america, american dream, capitalism, collateral damage, drones, history, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, war, war tax resistance, writing
Tagged America, capitalism, empire, history, poem, poetry, prison, taxes, Wall Street, war, war tax resistance
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