Nothing Today

Posted on June 18, 2013 by Sailor

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PERHAPS TOMORROW

Why I got nothing done today

a sleepy morning at the local café

the table centerpiece a sweet bouquet

and there upon my mind display

I saw a World of sleep and play

They live a life without delay

needs provided by Government pay

but much to their amazed dismay

the Public coffers began to decay

“Here’s your Espresso …make-way!”

I looked up and began to say

to clear the air and find a way

hoping not to sound passé

I was simply blown away

magnificent beauty on display

* * * * *

The Gin we shared ……ah yes, Bombay

bent our minds and made us sway

I’ll never forget that beautiful day

I even remember the lovely bouquet

an early morning at the local café

now a permanent record in my dossier

the beautiful lady I let slip away

I still can hear her voice today

singing those words that she would say

“Keep dreaming my Sailor, now go out and play.”

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Greed or Weed

Posted on April 29, 2013 by Sailor

Long ago it was decreed
yes, to even mislead
via propaganda they force feed
causing everyone to concede

We must refuse to proceed
a closed-minded stampede
forcing us to recede
they say it’s all guaranteed

Controlled by Devil’s Weed
dressed-up in Harris tweed
forcing its’ users to overfeed
head-strong to the Poppy seed

The many test they do misread
thus making it all chicken feed
for we know that the crazy weed
is mind-travel at light speed

Now for truth we all must bleed
yet it feels so good to succeed
knowing that we’ve done a good deed
having planted the cycle of Life’s seed

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THE FIRST TIME

Posted on February 14, 2013 by Sailor

THE FIRST TIME

RHYMES OF THIS SAILOR OF SPACE AND TIME

THE MANY DIMENSIONS OF THE UNIVERSE ARE MINE

OFTEN IN THE DARK AS THE VASTNESS IS WANT TO BE

NOT FOREVER WITH CLEAR VISION YET I ALWAYS SEE

A MEMORY OF YOU WHO HOLDS MY HEART

REFUSEAL TO ACKNOWLEDGE FOR YOUR NEW START

BELEAVING YOU DISGUARDED IT LONG AGO

A BIRTH – OUR SON NOW 32 YEARS DID GROW

MOMENTARY LAPS

PROVING CONNECTIONS ONCE MADE

CAN NEVER EVER COMPLETELY FADE

TRUE LOVE FROM THE BEGINNING WAS FUN

PASSIONATE INTERCOURSE AND WE TWO BECAME ONE

BILLIONS OF PARTICLES HARMONIZED IN SYMPHONY

OUR BODIES AFIRE – YES WE SAILED THAT SEA

MEMORY SERVES YOU WERE THE AGRESSOR

SLEEPING BAGS ON THE LIVING-ROOM FLOOR

SO AS NOT TO DISTURBE YOUR ROOMMATE

I WAS POLITE AND YOU WANTED MORE

ACTUALLY YOUR ROOMMATE DID KNOW

AND YOU KNEW SHE KNEW

THAT WAS 37 YEARS AGO

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33 years WANDERING THE EARTH

then

11 years MARRIED

followed by

9 years LOST

then

5 years SAILING

then

2 years REBUILDING

and finally

10 years OF LIVING

………………

70 years on EARTH

52 years TO GO

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Winter Love

Posted on December 11, 2012 by Sailor

Looking out across Lake Superior

from my little hill atop the world

watching clouds gather

The last remnants of summer linger

like clinging to an old love affair

and now ………Winter approaches

He does not loom on the horizon

Waiting to pounce on the unsuspecting few

Not at all “……like a thief in the night.”

Rather ……Nature rises and disrobes

reaching high with outstretched arms

welcoming the inevitable

He will cover Her with His cold, white blanket

slowing [cooling] Her life force

allowing Her to curl inward

Gentle peace

An inescapable

conclusion

December 11, 2012

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THREAD OF TRUTH

Posted on June 2, 2012 by Sailor

“Following a Thread of Truth”

So, if I am to understand correctly

as subjective as that may seem to be

a major change is on the horizon

who’s time is not for us to see

Of the many groups populating the Earth

different opinions are bound to erupt

thinking what we think we know

most governments are corrupt

There is this need most seem to have

an overwhelming desire to be first

not only with task accomplished

but for knowledge of the future we thirst

They say the rapture will happen

I have been searching for the truth

To understand existence

and find the fountain of youth

With knowledge of the beginning

a simple fact persists

the birth (Big Bang) of the Universe

actually proves that God exists

Revised May 26, 2011 re-revised June 2, 2012

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SHARE THE TRIP

Posted on June 1, 2012 by Sailor

Searching for the One

With the early morning off-shore breeze

on a broad-reach tacking toward shore

thinking on the harbor once promised

and if I really ever wanted more

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

morning finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

Visiting the local breakfast house

sounding for that sympathetic ear

“Hey Sailor, ….another warm-up?”

“Ah … what? Oh … yes dear.”

I watch while they quickly consume

devouring needed calories for the day

witnessing distorted mental pathways

their thought’s exposed and on display

The open ocean

the only truth

supporting life and building land

sailing offshore each day alone

was never this sailor’s real plan

Land-lubbers scurry ‘round their cities

building ant-hills atop one another

the open oceans of Mother Earth

would probably make them shudder

Finding that very special individual

adds to the complexity of the quest

though I grow much older

I’ll continue looking for the best

Upon this Earth, the lady doth exist

my knowledge proves this to be true

but finding that one particular girl

has its’ own way of making me blue

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

morning finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

The energy and freedom of youth

is definitely wasted on the young

with knowledge only gained in time

can one’s own song be sung

Walking weatherworn docks

boat secured in its’ slip

afternoon finds me wandering

looking for one to share the trip

These are the simple thoughts

of a Sailor who’s now grown old

questioning some of the choices

knowing the dream can not be sold

Wandering early in the evening

a friendly Pub to get a sip

another place for me to search

looking for one to share the trip

Gathering courage from Captain Morgan

chased with a shot or two for the smile

telling inebriated ‘tall tales’ of life at sea

a gallant effort going that extra mile

Close moves an interesting companion

a serendipitous moment in time

wondering .…could she be the one?

this evening may end sublime

Walking weatherworn docks

she called my boat a ship

I smile as I continue

looking for one to share the trip

Revised May 27, 2012

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Your Life

Posted on June 1, 2012 by Sailor

I STILL DREAM OF YOU

Passionate jasmine intoxication

atop a red circle

within the blue world

upon the copper Earth

*******

All bound with the seven knots

encompassed by knowledge

universal consciousness

dominates existence

You are the Goddess

that is

in your life

you are the one

*******

In my life I am Lord

nothing matters

except in this life

you be yourself

*******

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lazy Susan

Posted on May 28, 2012 by Sailor

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ETERNITY

Enshrouded within a delusion

knowing life has a conclusion

yet I felt no real disillusion

while enjoying my confusion

There’s no refuge in seclusion

escaping memories an illusion

an electromagnetic intrusion

thus adding to my confusion

Eternity is unproven

and Faith is not a solution

creation by nuclear fusion

understanding to my confusion

A Big Bang the infusion

Inflation the solution

expansion without intrusion

deepfreeze will be the conclusion

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ENHANCED

Posted on May 12, 2012 by Sailor

…they put their life on hold

…they put their life on hold …on remembering how y’all got so upset learning we were ‘water-boarding’ Enemy Combatants to gain valuable intelligence, thus saving thousands of innocent lives – how quickly some complain, while forgetting the blood sweat & tears, nay, the very lives dedicated to the protection of freedom.

The morning news left me appalled

enhanced interrogation program

was to be stalled

and the very thought left me galled

Thinking of all those safe at home

living far away from the danger zone

on how we wage war they complain and groan

There hands are clean

they’ll sleep sound tonight

knowing others will boldly go

and take-up the fight

assuring they’ll never live in fright

I need to ask

they must know it’s true

the lives of thousands

in the hands of a few

you know they will

and follow through

We should sing loud in appreciation

thousands of hours spent in frustration

assuring the Free World’s continued salvation

Un-named souls for you put their life on hold

the enemy’s aggression is uncontrolled

sing “Hoo..Ah” for their service

please don’t scold

I believe our Honor was stolen by a thief

we are now seeing the mountain of grief

from America’s Apologizer

our Commander-’n-Chief

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please read

Posted on May 8, 2012 by Sailor

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A SONG FOR FREEDOM

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Socialism looks really good

to the masses yearning to be free

a collective good for everyone

Wow! Is this the way it should be

America’s eyes were opened wide

early in April of ninety-five

terrorism has come to the land

we don’t want to play in that band

Every time the experiment was tried

only allowed the Masters to hide

powerful dictatorial juices run swift

abject justice is their only gift

A reduction in the living standards

surely must come to all

thus causing the American citizen

to brace for the inevitable fall

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Communism and collective bargaining

these concepts always fail

the freedom enjoyed by America

a concept that does not pail

The terrorist is but a coward

destruction the only plan

no concept of how to compromise

thinking they are the chosen clan

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

You say you want a revolution

that this is your only play

have you thought of what you’ll get

when you destroy your freedom today

Revolt today if you must

but not for one religious clan

remember your cause must be just

for everyone throughout the land

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Sing a volley for America

Raise your voice on high

enjoy all of her benefits

she’ll never make you sigh

and don’t be nonchalant today

suppress the terrorist intent

your hearts filled with compassion

will keep the world content

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Don’t ever take for granted

keep your mind upon the plan

where ever freedom is suppressed

You must always take a stand

All citizens of America

living in this fine land

never ever take for granted

on this they’ll take a stand

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The Gathering Storm

Posted on May 4, 2012 by Sailor

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I Survived

Posted on May 3, 2012 by Sailor

Deb – I’m sorry, and your gone

DIGGIN’ DOWN …… TO THE DEPTHS

DISCOVER TRUTH …… AND LOYALTY

NO REASON TO HIDE

I GOTT’A PAIN IN MY SIDE

THAT REALLY WON’T HIDE

I’M ALIVE, I WON’T DIE

TO YOUR REGRETFUL SIGH

DIGGIN’ DOWN …… TO THE DEPTHS

I FIND POWER …… AND CLARITY

A PLACE I CAN HIDE

NOW THIS PAIN IN MY SIDE

THAT WON’T REALLY HIDE

IT’S ABOUT THAT YOU LIED

ANOTHER TRUTH YOU CAN’T HIDE

DIGGIN’ DOWN …… TO THE DEPTHS

I FIND POWER …… AND CLARITY

A PLACE I CAN HIDE

YOU’RE THE PAIN IN MY SIDE

YOU KNOW THAT YOU LIED

YOU CAN’T BELIEVE I SURVIVED

AS YOU PRETENDED TO CRY

DIGGIN’ DOWN …… TO THE DEPTHS

I FIND POWER …… AND CLARITY

A PLACE I CAN HIDE

THAT PAIN IN MY SIDE

COMMITTED SUICIDE

AND NOW I’LL SURVIVE

A TRUTH THAT WON’T HIDE

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CHOOSE THIS PATH

Posted on April 12, 2012 by Sailor

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Did I Really Choose This Path

…while looking past the barriers — smart decisions require contemplation — thoughts drip an incessant wetting – ……confusing my manipulation

…did I really choose this path

or was it forced on me

can you ever face the truth

death will come to Thee

…now standing here atop this Earth — searching for the lost connection — looking outward toward the Universe — while making my last confession

…did I really choose this path

or was it given to me

is it just a punishment

when will I ever be free

…this Path has lain before me — and yet there’s this confusion — have I made the right decision — or is this all one really big illusion

…did I really choose this path

or was it given to me

is it just a punishment

do I really want to be free

We all travel upon the currents – Space/time is no delusion — now we near the tricky part — Earth’s last gasp …and my conclusion

…did we really choose this path

A thought from you and me

and now that we all know the truth

we are ready to be free

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PARENT NUMBER ONE–PARENT NUMBER TWO

Posted on April 1, 2012 by Sailor

JANUARY 2011 – in the news: “Passports of all US citizens will no longer bear the words Mother or Father. They will be replaced with Parent #1 and Parent #2.”

…..and instantly I wondered if Doctor Seuss would ask: “Parent One, or Parent Two…in all the World…which one are you?”

I beg Dr. Seuss’s forgiveness, in advance, for my “hatchet” job.

“Is that your Passport in your hand?

Is that it there ol’ Sam-I-Am?”

“I carry it with me,

for the World to see.

I keep it close by,

it keeps me free.”

“Did you see the naming plan?

Did you see it Sam-I-Am?”

“Yes I saw the Passport scam

eliminate gender-data is the plan.”

“Do you like the naming plan?

Do you like it Sam-I-Am?”

“I don’t like it,

it’s not for me.

Setting a hierarchy

that shouldn’t be.”

“Don’t you like the naming plan?

Don’t you like it Sam-I-Am?”

“Who becomes the number one?

Who’s the one that’s to be shun?

I don’t want to be the one,

being shunned is not so fun?”

“You don’t like the naming plan?

You don’t like it Sam-I-Am.”

“I don’t like the naming plan.

I don’t like the gender ban.

I don’t like the Passport scam.

No, I don’t like the naming plan.”

“So you think it’s just a scam,

do you think this Sam-I-Am?”

“I think it’s a true slight of hand,

played by the members of the band,

also know as the Obama clan,

and they definitely have a plan.”

“So yes, I think it’s just a scam,

Yes I do,” says Sam-I-Am.

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GO PLAY

Posted on February 24, 2012 by Sailor

“GREEN SCAM”

The Conservationist

Environmentalist

and the manufacturers too

all say

“We do your thinking. You must conform. That’s our message to you.”

Americans are all set

by ignoring the threat

knowing this green movement’s a scam

The ultimate aim

a very large gain

taken by pennies right out of your hand

The old ways are dust

the infrastructure turned to rust

the billionaires tuck their money away

With our silly pride

we’ll stay quiet and hide

hoping we won’t rue the day.

We are up to our gills with all of their bills to another tax burden say “Nay”.

Re-evaluate the nexus

know that politicians create the messes

while taxing us this very day

Please give democracy your vote

please don’t be a dope

the ballot box is where you can say.

…and don’t waste my rhyme

with your “…haven’t got the time”

and don’t cry when they take half your pay.

Revised February 24, 2012

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WHEN I ARRIVED

Posted on October 21, 2011 by Sailor

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EYES OPEN WIDE

When I arrived

I started afresh

dreams and aspirations

rivaled the best

At thirteen years

an alter-boy to be

the number thirteen

no significance to me

At eighteen years

eyes opened you see

I joined the U.S. Navy

to keep the world free

At twenty-four years

I was honorably discharged

from my obligation to America

and the rest of the world at large

Off to college I’ll go

for a sweet education

with the world as my oyster

sure beats vegetatin’

Jefferson espoused revolution

while talking directly to me

overthrow the bastions of Government

they are keeping me from being free

So I joined S.D.S.

and then the Weathermen

to shun the shackles of tyranny

my speech was suffering suppression

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Socialism looks really good

to the masses yearning to be free

a collective good for everyone

Wow! Is this the way it should be

But then my eyes were opened wide

early in April of ninety-five

terrorism has come to the land

I don’t want to be part of that band

Every time the experiment was tried

only allowed the Masters to hide

powerful dictatorial juices run swift

abject justice is their only gift

A reduction in the living standards

surely must come to all

thus causing the American citizen

to brace for the inevitable fall

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Communism and collective bargaining

these concepts always fail

the freedom enjoyed by Americans

is a concept that does not pail

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

The terrorist is but a coward

destruction the only plan

no concept of how to compromise

thinking they are the chosen clan

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

You say you want a revolution

that this is your only play

but have you thought of what you’ll get

when you destroy your freedom today

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Revolt today if you must

but not for one religious clan

remember your cause must be just

for everyone throughout the land

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Sing the volley of freedom

Raise your voice on high

enjoying all of the benefits

will never make you sigh

Don’t you be nonchalant today

suppress the terrorist intent

hearts filled with compassion

will keep the world content

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

Don’t ever take for granted

keep your eye upon the land

wherever freedoms are suppressed

You must take a stand

No citizen of America

living in this fine land

should ever take for granted

their freedoms are at hand

© Sailor January 11, 2011 All Rights Reserved

Revised October 21,2011

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The Art of SKIP

Posted on October 14, 2011 by Sailor

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“Signals Keep Indicating Persistence”

.

Drifting in and out of unconsciousness

having learned the fine art of “SKIP”

traveling on strings of separate dimensions

to the tune of the Universe I now trip

Stars shine in awesome stellar rhythm

Space-Time provides for their massive glory

cataclysmic transformations dance

to an uncertain particular story

Having traveled toward the future

leaving the past to a simple thought

my mass grows acquiring information

for each gram a new truth I’ve sought

Composed I am of simple mass/energy

although this truth cannot be changed

for I’ve traveled the paths of Gods mind

knowing tranquility has been arranged

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A Little Song

Posted on October 12, 2011 by Sailor

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I’ll Stop Singing Now

Having forgotten, for oh so very long – remembering when she and I – once sang that very same song

Separate entities, running on the same team – remembering when she and I – once shared the very same dream

So I can dream
this very day
of what I’ve lost
and what I’ll pay

Numerically speaking, I must be correct – however, mentally speaking – my mind’s a simple wreck

and I will dream
of what to say
I’ll never loose
and never pay

I hear her screaming at me, from that other place – I thought she called my name once more – it bout kicked me in the face

This is the dream
and now I’ll play
still trying to escape
you’ll hear me say

I am once, not now, forever over her – my life is now free from the pain – and the loss of what we gain

This is the dream
and now I’ll play
still trying to escape
you’ll hear me say

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DEATH OF A POEM

Posted on September 26, 2011 by Sailor

Technorati Tags: Death,Poetry,Reality,Symmetry,Confusion

Used Words fade into Memory

Wandering vaguely through the corridors

stray thoughts dance momentarily

only to disappear without fanfare

Cold formation of intent

shrouded trappings of desire

needs to be considered

Words fall conveying reality

mocking false coherence

poetic symmetry fills the void

Describing this very wonderful day

I have but only a few words to say

about the passion displayed that way

how it left me blank and holding the tray

I’m not complaining

don’t get me wrong

but no one’s invited

to sing my song

Of this I’m sure

without a doubt

I’m simply poor

with little clout

Words won’t fail

the sky won’t fall

I’ll muddle through

holding on to the wall

So don’t be sad

when time is near

just sit right down

and have a beer

After a long and laborious pause

thoughts once trusted become ghost

fleeting moments of sanity describe contempt

now fallen by the wayside a poem dies

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WILL HUMANS LEARN

Posted on September 24, 2011 by Sailor

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A dream of understanding

The darkness creeps past the path of oblivion

drawn gently upon the currents of Space/Time

sweeping majestic clouds of understanding

were I but to dip into the either of mind

Here on Earth Humans in their wisdom

spend an inordinate amount of time

constructing great engines of destruction

not the harmony and truth for which I pine

Were we able to step back, way back

viewing the chaos with a dispassionate eye

we would clearly know the experience

and then simply wonder why

The Representatives argue

Ideological dichotomy rules the day

for our sins we cannot hope to escape

for Mother Nature will make us all pay

…and what will you tell your children

when they ask what you did today

did you lift a finger or lend a hand

or is that simply not your way

Searching for the answers

to explain the evil away

looking for some vivid reason

why men continue to slay

Although my mind becomes confused

while solutions abound by the ton

I know there really is “nothing new”

under our four plus billion year old sun

Now thoughts seem to scatter

all journeys come to an end

for now I know that I must leave

the World better than when I came in

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DISTRUST

Posted on September 2, 2011 by Sailor

Technorati Tags: Disobedient,Distrust,Chaos,Lies

DISTRUST

Obama’s progressive plan is coming to fruition

without the hint of any displayed contrition

professional protestors (rioters) are honing their skill

disobedient chaos and anarchy their only thrill

…

Distrust fills my mind

as his lies are revealed

you must now stay awake

and keep your eyes pealed

…

forced to share earnings for the Government’s coffers

wage earners support the earn-your-own-way scoffers

as taxes rise quarterly the work force will dwindle

putting more lives on hold like receipts on a spindle

…

Distaste fills my mouth

ears covered by hands

they may just as well

put their head in the sand

…

Don’t look for solutions in his eloquent words

all his speeches amount to a big hill of turds

and don’t look for answers from career politicians

narcissist ideologues with self-serving ambitions

…

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Political, Social | Tagged Ideologues, Lies, Narcissist, President, Taxes, Wages | 9 Comments

Day Two

Posted on August 23, 2011 by Sailor

The fall of Tripoli

As the Fighters deter the loyalist few

the crowd surged on to the “Compound”

led by Fighters the citizens started to search

Gadhafi the Coward was nowhere to be found

…

On the radio Gadhafi tells of a strategic withdrawal

admits gun shots and car horns we can all hear the call

after ransacking his bedrooms they burned all his tents

of the lives and destruction the Fighter laments

…

Adrenalin driven thoughts and movement

fuel the Fighter’s sacred quest to free his land

Today upon the sands of his ancestors

rejoicing his decision to take a stand

…

The Fighter’s eyes now focus

who will be the select few

to form a transitional Government

must everything be new

…

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Political, Social | Tagged Adrenalin, Compound, Fighters, Gadhafi, Lament | 1 Comment

Day One

Posted on August 22, 2011 by Sailor

The fall of Tripoli

The Sun illuminated the dawn

exposing war-torn empty streets

now hunted by Gadhafi loyalist

shooting almost anyone they see

…

Last nights fantastic jubilation

faded away on the morning fog

Gadhafi remains in hiding

two sons captured like a dog

…

Now the fighters rest and regroup

praying they were not dreaming

realizing the Government has crumbled

their future now more confusing

…

…and so ends the first day of the fall of Tripoli

Last Night

No worries – no worries

they finally took a stand

victory on the foundation of freedom

like a virus executing a plan

…

Hap-hazard and at times comical

were it not for all the horror

Tripoli falls – Gadhafi disappears

a vacuum looking for a restorer

…

It’s now 4;30 in the morning (in Tripoli – August 22, 2011)

need to get some sleep – will write more tomorrow.

Posted in Comment, My Poetry, Newer Work, Social | Tagged Fighters, Freedom, Gadhafi, Horror, Reality, Tripoli, Victory, Virus | 7 Comments

Social Engineering

Posted on August 21, 2011 by Sailor

^From:

The Reader

of

Sailor’s RANDOM THOUGHTS

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I can say this

I believe

you believe

God exist

(your belief is very powerful)

I believe

You might say

the power of people

emotions doth sway

(My belief is very powerful)

Gathering information

how little we know

influencing the future

blindly we go

(Our vote is very powerful)

Indefensible actions

based on false conclusions

drawing erroneous assumptions

social engineering delusions

…and

Logic supports my conclusion

irrespective of the facts

false erroneous agenda

powerful special interest PACs

(Control by a few of many)

Nobody, no one, is perfect

on this you all agree

I am nobody and therefore

I am perfect you see

(a false erroneous assumption)

I cannot be nobody

nobody does not exist

by manipulating logic (wordplay)

a propagandist magic twist

(…only a fool believes without proof)

Listen to their words

on this fact I will not sway

but also view their actions

how they affect the world today

(“…actions speak louder than words.”)

Truth and fairness

summarily dismissed

no liar should be elected

where truth does not exist

(…no liar can swear an oath

and have that declaration believed)

…and when a proven liar

tells us all he has a plan

I feel like searching the planet Earth

for the very first grain of sand

(Powerful goals – zero results)

A subtle form of redistribution

classic reverse discrimination

take more and more from the rich folks

“For the poor?” No, the Obama Plantation

Posted in Comment, My Poetry, Newer Work, Political, Social | Tagged Liar, redistribution, Socialism, Truth | 8 Comments

UNITED SOCIALIST

Posted on August 19, 2011 by Sailor

THE CONNECTION

King Obama is doing exactly

what George Soros wants

devalue the Dollar

cripple the economy

selling America “short”

instigate civil unrest

establish the USA

(United Socialist America)

“USA! ……USA!”

Sailor August, 2011

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Political, Social | Tagged AMERICA, CIVIL, DOLLAR, ECONOMY, KING, Obama, SOROS, UNREST | 1 Comment

I have to ask.

Posted on June 19, 2011 by Sailor

Technorati Tags: Free,Donation,PayPal,Expenses,Friend

“Your doing what?” A friend yelled at me

“Your letting them read, and have it for free?”

I want them to read

and see what I see

their comments are wonderful

it has to be free

So I’m sharing with you a small problem I have

to cover expenses – a problem so sad

such a small problem

yet a problem indeed

blogging cost are accelerating

thus causing a need

Mailing service monthly bill

and Hosting services too

miscellaneous expenses

oh what shall I do.

“Ask for donations, their comments are fine

If they like what you’ve written, they’ll give you a dime.”

Now you might think this poem

was written for money for me

but it’s about the expenses

and keeping the site free

So now I must ask (humbly)

for a dollar or two

my PayPal™ account

will accept money from you.

With heavy heart I have asked

and now carry on

my account name at PayPal™ is: poetsailor@hotmail.com

Thank you for reading

and spending your time

Thank you for sharing

your comments are fine.

I’m sorry I’m asking

for money from you

but think for a moment

just what would you do?

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Personnel, Request | 18 Comments

TANGENT

Posted on March 26, 2011 by Sailor

Technorati Tags: Distraction,Writing,Twitter,Understanding

“The time has come…” to share the distraction

phrases tumble madly along flights of thought

the starting of two novels has been presented

three remain half written waiting to be caught

Writing these words while the mist begins to clear

long time spent staring at the next empty line

a clear understanding of the game being played

reveals manufactured distractions to create the decline

Sorry for interrupting the poem. However, the necessity to explain, something others have demanded. Being the minimalist, I rather enjoyed the one hundred-forty character limitation. With all that is going on today, getting the news becomes paramount, but, another however. I hate abbreviations like “i c u 2″ and the like

Pretending, believing, there IS still plenty of time

convincing myself, “poetry is not a crime”

Many distractions of which Twitter® is one

has proved to be both entertaining and fun

But if you see @apoetsailor, do say something, I hope

tweet me saying “…back to your writing you dope.”

I’ll get the hint, and the nudge I surly need

who knows, things happen, you have planted the seed.

Revised: March 28,2011 by Sailor

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Personnel, Rant | 2 Comments

0102-11-2011

Posted on March 24, 2011 by Sailor

Technorati Tags: Politically Correct,Thought Police,Socialist,Bureaucrats

NEW SPEAK

While listening to the Progressive politically correct

George Orwell’s “1984”, New Speak becomes suspect

Re-writing your thoughts controlling your actions

banning words and phrases has really gained traction

The Government using the manipulator’s secret tool

propaganda not truth – dictated understanding for the fool

By suppression create greed, the driving force of the masses

triple digit inflation grows by the hour ……and Germany collapses

So they legalized all the popular social vices

prostitution, pot, alcohol, and banned spices

German citizens learned one morning in the late 30’s

Germany is Nazi and hates the Jews …show them no mercy

Drawing parallels I know is really very weak

covert deception and lies is how they sneak

George Orwell’s warnings should not be allowed to fade out

resists all Socialist attempts …to remove your true clout

Politically correct advocates want to suppresses our free speech

Bureaucratic Thought Police want to control what we must teach

Did we really abdicate control to self-serving Politicians

allowing unelected bureaucrats to make the decisions

One must consider the long-termed ramification

before demanding a short-termed manipulation

It’s individuals

and if individuals remain free

Socialism fails (again as always)

innovation fosters prosperity you see

Don’t let the Government grow and become the great beast

“A Government that governs the best governs the least.”

bring these words to conclusion and so end the rhyme

understanding through education and you’ll do just fine

Revised March 1, 2011

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work, Political, Social | Tagged Conservative, Deception, Delusion, Funds, Legal, Liberal, Obama, Poem, Polotics, Proprietary Rights | 8 Comments

The Alphabet Manipulator

Posted on March 15, 2011 by Sailor

Abstract

Belief

Conscious

Discovery

Einstein

Flux

Gravity

Heisenberg

Infinity

Joules

Kinetic

Light-speed

Measurement

Newtonian

Observers

Photons

Quarks

Relativity

Saturation

Transcending

Uncertainty

Virtual

Waves

Xenias

Yields

Zion

Posted in My Poetry, Newer Work | 5 Comments

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Winter Love

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With the early morning off-shore breeze

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CHOOSE THIS PATH

Did I Really Choose This Path

The Art of SKIP

“Signals Keep Indicating Persistence”

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A Little Song

I’ll Stop Singing Now

DEATH OF A POEM

Used Words fade into Memory

I have to ask.

TANGENT

The Alphabet Manipulator

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