NOVEMBER’S VOTE

The Vote

Ain’t no wadding in this pond
it’ll only get your shoes wet
only by diving in head-first
will the battle finally be met

The time of dialogue is long past
his words fall flat on the floor
the Dictator-n-Training must be stopped
Patriots brace for the impending war

We need an American victory
put Progressive Imperialist to bed
they’ll dream of what might have been
as concepts of freedom pound their head

By re-establishing Congressional authority
we’ll bring an end to Imperial Decree
as Voters will now demand the truth
our Democracy for the World to see

…and what with his lies and deception
while they voted the color of his skin
apparently many of the Voters
don’t know who he’s always been

Were they ever allowed to know the truth
hidden by propaganda and programmed distortions
would they then vote as well-informed Citizens
yielding a distribution of proper proportions

The Democrats seem to only care
where they can win the vote
get Citizens mark in November
next month just another dope

Don’t waste your vote
don’t be that Dope
for upon your mark
lies our Nation’s hope

© Sailor    February 07, 2014 ~ ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Revised: August 5, 2014

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SOCIALISM FAILS

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So many issues directly affecting Society
Thoughts governed by logic a peculiarity
We’ve become numb to the opposition
Confused why others don’t hold our opinion
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
Having looked we found an emotion
Some sort of a superstitious notion
Socialism failed because they did it all wrong
This seems to be the gist of their song
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
We cannot believe just how wrong they are
Socialism always leaves a depressing scar
Poverty death and an obvious distortion
All Socialist attempts become an abortion
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
Never give away dominion over your life
Results will yield a Communist like strife
How you act feel and think the State says you must
Serendipitous expression and Freedom turn to dust
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
The American experiment though not perfect is grand
You’ll hear praise of its greatness through the land
The emphatic Declaration and our Bill of Rights
Allowing every Citizen to sleep comfortable most nights
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
 
Obvious, if one is honest, a Free Democratic Republic, though not perfect, is the best.
 
I know it’s all confusing
Voices seem to be musing
Colored by bias delusion
Contributing to the confusion
 
I know it’s not confusing
A thought I’ve been musing
No longer a delusion
An end to my confusion
 
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EARTH

 

Center of the Milky Way

I am the Master

of my own space

throughout the Universe

I have left my trace

in real space/time

I’ve traveled far

been here and there

seen many a star

this I can say

without a doubt

the Earth’s the place

they all talk about

 

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Full Moon

Having just experienced a lunar eclipse on the longest night, and shortest day of this years trip around the sun, I watched as the full Moon, in all its splendor, reflect its influence on the Earth.

 

Did not the joy in last nights sky

make you smile and get you high

 

Did not the glow from Her bright eyes

make you feel your natural ties

 

Now toward the future you can fly

accepting life’s noises with a sigh

Moon 008

    

The Goddess shows her reflected sunlight

filling the need to plant at night

 

She shares Her joy for all to see

like opening the land to plant a tree

 

Moon 007 

 

 Mother Earth accepts without a sound

whatever we choose to place in the ground

 

and She will give as we set the seed

providing all the new growths need

Moon 009

With the Goddess full and overhead

rest the seeds upon their bed

 

While counting on Her you bypass rejection

it’s three Moons …… sprout to harvest

now that’s perfection

 The Moon

 

“Just had to shed a bit of light

about the Moon I saw last night”

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Nothing Today

 

PERHAPS TOMORROW

 

Cafe

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

Welcome Scan

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!”

Expresso

 

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

 Bombay Gin

 

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.”

 

© Sailor    May 11,2012      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED    Revised  June 17, 2013

 

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Greed or Weed

gold

or

Marijuana

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

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Winter Love

 

Looking out across Lake Superior

from my little hill atop the world

watching clouds gather

IMG

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

©  Sailor (Michael Granucci) Fall, 1991

December 11, 2012

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SQUANDER

 SOCIO-TECHNOLOGICAL ADVANCEMENT

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The hours of our life on Earth count toward a seemingly infinite, yet inevitable ever changing conclusion

 

Pondering many wonders brought moments of pleasure

realizing there will never be enough time

fascinated by socio-technological advancement

upon the path still looking for a sign

 

Fear the unknown

no I don’t dare

I embrace the unknown

my future to snare

 

Sometimes I wonder

you know when I’m down

just why is The Path

so hard to be found

 

Fear the unknown

no don’t you dare

Embrace the unknown

your future to snare

 

By reducing our lives to a number of days

we foster internal procrastination

having looked, thinking there is plenty of time

we squander moments in blind fascination

 

© Sailor August 30, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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THREAD OF TRUTH

 Following a Thread of Truth”

Sun Shield

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

Greed

 

 

 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

Rapture

 

 

 They say the rapture will happen

I have been searching for the truth

To understand existence

and find the fountain of youth

Fountain of Youth

 

 

With knowledge of the beginning

a simple fact persists

 the birth (Big Bang) of the Universe

actually proves that God exists

Big Bang

May 5, 2011 ©  Sailor All Rights Reserved

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

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SHARE THE TRIP

 

Searching for the One

Broad Reach

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.”

 

Sun Shield

 

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

 

Open Ocean 2

 

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

 

Open Ocean

 

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

 

© SailorNovember 02, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Your Life

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

 

Protection

 

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

*******

©  Sailor     December 24, 2010     ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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 ETERNITY

NGC 3982 

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

IC 1274 

A Big Bang the infusion

Inflation the solution

expansion without intrusion

deepfreeze will be the conclusion

 

© Sailor     May 27, 2012      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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ENHANCED

…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

© Sailor May 12, 2012 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

 

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The Gathering Storm

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I Survived

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CHOOSE THIS PATH

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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

© Sailor Sep. 30, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED Revised: April 12, 2012 ~Sailor

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PARENT NUMBER ONE–PARENT NUMBER TWO

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?” 

 scan0010

 “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?” 

  scan0011

 “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.” 

 scan0013

 “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.

 

©  Sailor  January 8, 2011 All Rights Reserved

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GO PLAY

“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.

© Sailor All Rights Reserved

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WHEN I ARRIVED


 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

The Butterfly

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

The Dance

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

scan0022

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

The Statue of Liberty

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

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The Art of SKIP

“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

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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

.

© Sailor   October 12, 2011   ALL RIGHTS RESERVED 

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DEATH OF A POEM

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

.

© Sailor     September 26, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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WILL HUMANS LEARN

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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

.

© Sailor   September 24, 2011      ALL RIGHTS RESERVED





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DISTRUST

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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

© Sailor September 02, 2011 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Day Two

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

© Sailor August 24, 2011   ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Day One

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

© Sailor August 23, 2011 All Rights Reserved

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.

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.

© August 21, 2011    Sailor  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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Social Engineering

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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

©2011  Sailor


…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

© August 21, 2011   Sailor ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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UNITED SOCIALIST

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

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Thread of Thought

 

Gathering Supplies

 

I have tried to hover above the conversation

how God’s perceived needs became established law

…and of all the Gods that came before…

was that a flash of light I saw

 

We keep looking toward the future

a solution for problems at hand

building upon past failures

elite politicians definitely have a plan

 

Like all of you

to one degree or another

following the Great Debate

Liberal Conservative or the other

 

One thinks they are in Office

to tax and spend and get re-elected

the others believe the reach of Government

should be Conservatively selected

 

Two ideologies scratching the surface

solving other’s problems the intent

using power and control is obvious

your trust and confidence are being misspent

 

So much more to ask

even more to say

taking more than chances

I’ll enter into the fray

 

©  Sailor  July 20, 2011   All Rights Reserved

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I have to ask.

 

 

“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?

 

© Sailor 2011

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WE DISAGREE

 

Speach

To suppress the voice of one side

because you disagree

is an attempt to suppress the opinions

and thoughts of anyone that is free

 

There is one point however

with you I do agree

words are definitely meant to incite

the results most people can see

  

To blame the psychotic reactions

on the words of an articulate few

like blaming the Moon for our behavior

to this thought you must bid ado

  

Take your head right out of your ………

stop automatically blaming the opposition

they’re not your enemy they just disagree

stop with the unnecessary contradictions

  

If I were to say,  “…go fly a kite.”

I am not to blame

you used metal wire for string

and then the lightning came

  

Simply put

psychotic acts of a very few

cannot be attributed to me and you

nor to politicians speaking words anew

  

The call to act

is strong indeed

compassion and logic

will provide their need

  

We can all come together

the issues abound

for truth we will search

with nary a frown

 

 ©  Sailor April 29 , 2011 All Rights Reserved

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DEER

 

Wandering, as I often do, along the pathways

of my beautiful, intricate, and elaborate mind

I happed upon an interesting memory

you thought would make a funny rhyme

 

About the deer up on the road

looking both ways like they were told

They did not move for fear from above

just looked at the truck and smiled with love

 

We wondered why they were so dumb

then I remarked, “They had no thumb.”

“The other ways had all been tried,

how else were they to get a ride?”

 

Fall of 1991 ©  Sailor All Rights Reserved

 

 

 

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0103-28-2011

 

For billions of years life has revealed itself

upon many obscure planets throughout the Universe

Consciousness is not proof of intelligence

confused understanding may be the real curse

 

Attempting to explain the wonders of Nature

created theories become accepted fact

without real proof faith is required

manufactured instructions on how to act

 

We are simply asking

of those who have the answer

will the present ‘Holy War’ soon become

a ‘Freedom Fighter’ malignant cancer

 

Everything is “…need to know.”

yet the data IS available

try as we may we must

the future remains inescapable

 

With knowledge, I’ve been told

solutions CAN be found

still waiting for the progress

yet knowledge doth abound

 

America must now know the fact

we were duped by charisma and charm

turning our backs on natural suspicion

thinking that He could do us no harm

 

Remember when you were told

“It’s the quiet ones you need to watch.”

I say, this double-talking magician

has got us all by the crotch

 

©  Sailor  March 28, 2011   All Rights Reserved

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