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Aye Tanka

There’s no I in team

Or stagnate for that matter

One of course in think

Three in individual

That is where the eye’s fit best


“People are wonderful. I love individuals.


Every person you look at; you can see the universe in their eyes, if you’re really looking.”

– George Carlin


The Gauntlet Of Happiness

Has been thrown


It has come to my attention

That anger is my retention

Barely needed a mention


Oozing with negativity

With daily regularity

Is there any positivity


In this Grinch sized heart

So Scrooge yet not too smart

Where or where do I start


Aware that it seems like


“The only joy in my life

Is a dishwashing liquid”


– Steve Martin 


Here goes

Wish me luck


Happiness Is


A gracious smile from your wife

When she’s heard the same joke

For the gazillionth time


A warm squishy hug

From said person above

The one I most love


Enjoy when we can get away

Even if just for a day

To hang out and play


Though technically not “mine”

Appreciate grandchildren

Who spend their time


Being in a financial position

To assist the kids

Help raise their children


Another thing that makes me glad

Must have had some influence

When they can all call me dad


To be continued

Who knows, maybe it will catch on.


I love cracks

Cracks in the system

That is

Just when people think

The broken societal vase

Is being put back together

To the power’s liking

Even a dimly lit bulb

Placed inside exposes

Suttle and ridiculous flaws

Normal is not normal

Abnormal is normal

Chaos is the order of the day

While it seems to be

Getting worse

Nothing could be

Further from the truth

Just another step

In our evolution

Towards enlightenment

Always darkest

Before the dawn

So we are told

In that we will

Appreciate the light

When it comes again

Then when that too

Also seems dark

It will be before

Brighter illumination

Till we ourselves find

We’ve become

Beings of light and

Spiritual masters

No vase no cracks

Just pure love


Have the fortunately unfortunate

Opportunity to listen to satellite radio

Flipping back and forth between

The *FOX and the **henhouse (MSNBC)

A significantly insignificant man

Either spoke or took to Twitter

Regardless of what 45 opined

The pundits polished up their side

Explaining for their followers

What is comfy for them to hear

Dosed with a spoonful of sugar

To help the medicine go down

Or caustically salted to taste

Either way each getting spoon fed

Keeping both coming back for more

Making both fat and happy

Smug in each their own perspective

Nary a clue it is a fishing game

Of catch and keep reeling them in

To sell the same profit products

Regardless the station or content

Clear in the chaotic context

Divide dupe distract and devolve

Formulate fear and forboding

Keep eyes glued and ears tuned

Filling up the bottom line

By emptying wallets and purses

Securing profits @ insecurity’s expense


Meanwhile none of it is news

Barely as 80% is prognostication

Of staggering flow charts describing

If a = b – c then will z × s = win

By paid professional partisan pushers

Why else are they called news “shows”

:a public performance that is intended to entertain people


* to trick or fool (someone) : to confuse (someone)

** a covered shelter for chickens or other birds


Vampire Haiku

I protect myself

From energy vampires

They suck my being

Hey Seuss

“If Christ were here, there is one thing he would not be — a Christian.”

–Mark Twain

The unobtainable could be obtained

If people practiced instead of posed

Just trying to figure out

How professed Christians

Look up to their immoral mortal leader

Who also alleges himself to be one

“I’m proud to be a Christian”

– Donald Trump

“In truth, there was only one Christian and he died on the cross.”

Friedrich Nietzsche

For what little I’ve read or heard

Of the fellow cannot recall ever

Ever any psalms or passages

That recommend kidnapping

Children form parents escaping

A situation so dire they are willing

To flee to lady liberty’s poorly lit torch

Only to be welcomed with broken arms

And be interned in filthy cages

WTF did they escape to come here???

“Verily I say unto you, Inasmuch as ye have done it unto one of the least of these my brethren, ye have done it unto me.”

– Unknown (just kidding)
– The late JC (I think)


45 A *matchstick man standing

On his moral high ground

In the abyss of Dante’s Inferno

* “Con artists are also referred to as matchstick men because they create temporary personas that are fleeting and simple.”



“Christianity has not been tried and found wanting; it has been found difficult and not tried.”

Gilbert K. Chesterton

If Only

Peace was more lucrative

Than war

It would break out today