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Tag Archives: tanka
“Welcome To Earth” (for Carina Marie, my niece 8/13/2019)
“Welcome To Earth” (for Carina Marie, my niece 8/13/2019) Never forget that you come from the stars, you are more precious than bars of gold stacked higher than Mars, more precious than an ocean brimming with saffron. Remember, water is … Continue reading
Bulletproof Backpacks
Bulletproof backpacks on sale now at Office Max because your taxes do absolutely nothing to keep your kids safe. Buy one and if someone brings a gun to your kids high school at least they’ll look cool as they’re laying … Continue reading
Posted in america, capitalism, collateral damage, death, guns, haiku, mass shootings, NRA, poem, Poetry, tanka, trauma, Uncategorized, violence
Tagged America, backpacks, capitalism, gun violence, guns, haiku, mass shootings, NRA, poem, Poetry, school shootings, tanka, violence
Free
When white people lose their ignorance and apathy things will change, you’ll see all of our neighbors will be free just like they’re meant to be
Dust
You and me just must share some dust from the same star and maybe our star was related to other stars, the ones that we still see reminding us where we’re from and if we’re lucky, of where we’ll return … Continue reading
Squealing For More
If you curse the name Donald Trump but have never heard the names William Kristol or Robert Kagan I suggest you begin to read what was written by these men and signed by the who’s who of DC’s neoconservative crew, … Continue reading
Posted in Uncategorized
Tagged America, capitalism, haiku, militarism, poem, Poetry, tanka, Wall Street, Words, writing
Manifesting (some restrictions may apply)
We create our own reality, some people say but what about the reality of those people who have to lay their children into graves because the reality created for them by American taxes. You can’t manifest your way to safety … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized
Tagged Black Lives Matter, create your own reality, haiku, manifesting, poem, Poetry, reality, tanka, universe, war
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
Lucky We Live Hawaii
We’re lucky we live Hawaii, must be the vog though ’cause we can’t see turtles and monk seals dying and we can’t hear Kanaka crying, and we don’t have a word to say when it’s independence day in this land … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, hawaii, lucky we live hawaii, poem, Poetry, Uncategorized, white privilege, Words, writing
Tagged haiku, hawaii, hawaiian kingdom, Hawaiian Sovereignty, Honolulu, Lili'uokalani, lucky we live hawaii, occupation, poem, Poetry, tanka, vog, Waikiki, writing
Roll Tide
Alabama has never been sweet home and there’s Ivey poisoning the shreds of humanity that somehow survive down there where their version of Jesus murders prisoners, and condemns women, keeps kids illiterate and burns crosses when the Tide win … Continue reading
Posted in america, capitalism, Football, god, government, haiku, human rights, humanity, Jesus, poem, Poetry, tanka, Uncategorized, womens rights
Tagged Alabama, church and state, crimson tide, death penalty, football, governor Kay Ivey, haiku, Jesus, murder, oppression, poem, Poetry, reproductive rights, roe v wade, slavery, sweet home Alabama, tanka
Comfort
Sending Comfort to Venezuelan refugees not the millions we’ve long been creating every- where we please. Why do we send hospital ships there but bombs to Doctors Without Borders everywhere as if the sun’s glare makes the Red Crescents look … Continue reading
Posted in haiku, poem, Poetry, poetry for peace, tanka, Uncategorized
Tagged capitalism, coups, haiku, poem, Poetry, tanka, violence, war, writing
