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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THREAD OF TRUTH

 

 

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

knowing 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 exist

 

May 5, 2011 ©  Sailor All Rights Reserved

Revised May 26, 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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TANGENT

 

“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.

 

February 22, 2011 ©  Sailor All Rights Reserved

Revised: March 28,2011 by Sailor

 

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0102-11-2011

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

February 12, 2011 ©  Sailor All Rights Reserved

Revised  March 1, 2011

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The Alphabet Manipulator

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

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EARTH

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

 

©Sailor   March 2, 2011    All Rights Reserved

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Anger

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I have what is a big problem

one I really don’t understand

my anger explodes exponentially

but this is never ever what I plan

 

No one seems to believe me

of the anger I don’t control

some bio-chemical interaction

changes me to another soul

 

Your forgiveness is not requested

each and every act I did

but understand it was not me

like my brain became a kid

 

Were I but a child today

and not about to be seventy

they would diagnosis my problem

and fix-me-up chemically

 

I wonder on another problem

one I think I understand

this bio-chemical interaction

may be prevalent throughout the land

 

No one wants to believe me

distorted religious doctrine is to blame

each condemns the teachings of the other

but the Infidel must be slain

 

Now this you know…

and you know that it’s true

Islam wants to change/control the whole world

enslave/exterminate the Infidel and the Jew

 

I have lived many fantastic decades

doing things you will never get a chance to do

when the Union of Socialist America (USA) collapses

it will be a third world doctorial existence for all of you

 

©  Sailor February 28, 2011 All Rights Reserved

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Should ‘a

  

SHOULD ‘A, WOULD ‘A, COULD ‘A

 

 Should have listened to the Poet

disclosing our President’s true plan

the Time of Madness is upon us

digested reality hits the fan

 

Would have considered what He said

diametrical truths of modern time

Progressives must destroy Capitalism

to ease their guilty liberal mind

 

Could have stopped the insane spending

but we let Obama join the dance

average folks are to big-hearted

let’s give the new guy a chance

 

Should have, Would have, Could have

the tears of those who lost the plan

Government Union controlled numbers grow

Private Sector forced to take a stand

 

You would have, but life got in the way

and when you could you should have acted

but you voted on personality not principles

now your freedoms soon to be contracted

 

Wisconsin Unions reveal the true plan

monopolized (collective) bargaining

choke free market Capitalism any way they can

crush the Progressive Socialist Unions

private “Free” citizens now take a stand

 

©  Sailor  February 21, 2011 All Rights Reserved

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WAKE UP 1

 

 CONSIDER THIS

 

This he told us is what he wanted to do

I cannot believe the people don’t see

to fundamentally transform America

destroy the Capitalist driven economy

 

Obama 002 

 

The more you earn the more he wants

for he truly believes in retribution

create a supermajority dependent class

simply using wealth redistribution

 

Destroy the value of the American Dollar

create slow burning civil unrest

transformation comes slowly

government steps in to clean up the mess

 

All the Citizens must suffer

unless you are a Government employee

don’t vote yourself out of a job

nor give-up your excessive salary

 

Do you think you lost a lot

when your 401K crashed

your big surprise is coming

the printing presses are running

your paper money devalued to trash

 

Wake up …wake up …it’s not to late

You still have time to save the state

Your vote is most important …it’s true

“…of the people, by the people, for the people…”

 no Government is ever better than You

Revised February 20, 2011

© Sailor January 27, 2011      All Rights Reserved

 

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TOP DOWN

  

TOP DOWN

Obama swells the ranks of the Bureaucrats

populating the many thousand new agencies

writing life altering restrictive regulations

bringing a Democratic Republic to its knees

 Obama 001

  

BOTTOM UP

Obama swells the Public Assistance rolls

single payer – the Government stands alone

except the ruling class – the political elite

they and their minions have their own

 Obama 004 

  

INSIDE OUT

Obama swells the cost of energy

super inflation creates civil unrest

looking for Cairo in Detroit and L.A.

now we all will pay much more for less

Anger 01

 

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Free

“Your doing what?”  A friend yelled at me.  “Your letting them read, and have it for free?”

      “But I want them to read, and see what I see.  Their comments are wonderful, it has to be free.”   Now 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 say you’re a scholar.  If they like what you’ve written, they’ll give you a dollar.”

     You might think this poem is 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 donations 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

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ANOTHER SPEECH

Eagle 

The State of the Union

or

a re-election campaign

or

Will he tell us what we are  going to do

to correct the socioeconomic problem today

or

a joke, then political speak with properly placed

spectacular announcements … Applaud! – Applaud!

or

Enough already

while pundits are looking for labels

you should be listening for substance

©  Sailor  January 24, 2011      All Rights Reserved

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Homeless

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Sitting in a coffee house in the middle of the world (St. Paul, Minnesota), I watched a skyscraper grow from the rubble of another demolished downtown (Landmark) hotel.
 
 The morning sun burst on the scene with a flash
But then downtown I saw all the trash
 
A fresh new rapping of the Earth
They say it’s progress at it’s birth
 
Still, I cannot help but wonder why
We have this need to reach the sky
 
Forever upward with steel and stone
Taking us further away from home
 
New stores and offices and places to work
But listen, herein lies the quirk
 
 
There is a problem we all can see
A great big problem in the land of the free
 
We need a place to put some beds
A quiet place to rest their heads
 
 
For the need of the homeless has reached a state
The problem can no longer be left to fate
 
Your apathy is there with my regretful sigh
Somehow this problem seems to idle by
 
So what have you done in your daily play
To help with the plight of your fellow man
 
Have you lifted a finger or made a sound
Do you think no solution can be found
 
Your wrong you know without a doubt
All the homeless need is a little clout
 
A Moment of your Time
 
Give them your pennies
your nickels and dimes
give them your love
by spending some time
 
Work for solutions
don’t stand around
unless you start talking
they’ll never be found
 
I could go on
with this diatribe
taking you on a trip
and helping you hide
 
but this poem is because
they have one request of you
about your homeless neighbors
and all the things you can do
 
© Sailor 

 

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UNDERSTANDING

 Political and ideological beliefs traverse many courses

perceived as must-have cultural requirements

drive the intended social modifying forces

 

While honing the propaganda skill

ignoring unintended consequences

having God’s direction to kill

 

I for one shall hover above the fray

educate honestly the uninformed

and to the Universe I shall pray

 

Stay tuned, listen, learn, and vote

Only a fool relies on hope

exercise your opinion the one way you can

by casting your vote you have taken a stand

 

By-the-by, there is no excuse

for one’s failure to vote

for all the lives sacrificed

not voting makes one a dope

 ©  Sailor  January 21, 2011       All Rights Reserved

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VITRIOL

I THOUGHT YOU UNDERSTOOD

Another unscripted gathering at the local watering hole

where all the problems plaguing us are solved in one night

coming to grips with this conflict of civility

confusion, misapplication of words spoken created the fight

 

Reporting the news, even with the pundit’s twist

opinions blended with misleading facts

spewed venomous accusation

demonizing the opposition

doing exactly that which

they accuse others are doing

keeping the hairs standing on our backs

 

The Progressive/Liberal elite are executing their plan

confuse the base, overwhelm the public coffers

constructed monetary failure arrives at night

public welfare fund takers and scoffers

riot for unearned government dole

conditions deteriorate rapidly

the toppling of Democracy

well within their sight

 

My gosh, I cannot believe you all don’t see

the Progressive vision

complete government control over you and me

not saying the Conservatives are doing any less harm

all the reckless spending

causing America to sell the farm

 

Time for the people

you know who I mean

…of the People, by the People…”

all remember the dream

put an end to political vitriol

a Democratic Republic

protects freedom for all

 

©  Sailor  January 17, 2011    All Rights Reserved

 

To go on from here would just waste your time

be civil and honest with one-another

tranquility would be just fine

Sailor


Are you ready for this:

The Call

“Hello…Sailor here.”
“Hello.  Rod?”
“No, Sailor.  I don’t know who Rod is.”
“Pardon me?”
“That’s OK.”
“Can I speak with Rod?”
“Sorry, don’t know who Rod is?”
“Let me speak with Rod.”
“You have the wrong number …sorry.”
“This is not Rod’s phone?”
“No.”
“How long have you had this number.”
“Eight years.”
“No Way!  Rod had this number last week.”
“What number did you call?”
“What’s your number?”
“No, it don’t work that way.  You tell me what number you called, and I’ll tell you if it’s my number, or not.”
“Screw-you …click.”
Wow!  I answered the telephone, allowing it to completely interrupt my thoughts.  I do have an appetite for communication, though not the above abbreviated, nonsensical, rude miscommunication the caller abruptly ended.
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CONFUSED

Confused

So confused I have become

witnessing the social engine of change

to topple subversive corrupt governments

a most honorable mission to arrange

How shall we dispose

of tyrannical regimes

unarmed shoulder-to-shoulder

seems ridiculous to me

and how shall we protect

our precious way-of-life

from the burden of over-taxation

regulation, and civil/social strife

Freedom 01

Where the ballot box has been violated

raped and stuffed by obscene power

the only remedy the citizenry have

to topple the corrupt ivory tower

How shall we dispose

of tyrannical regimes

unarmed shoulder-to-shoulder

seems ridiculous to me

and how shall we protect

our precious way-of-life

from the burden of over-taxation

regulation, and civil/social strife

 

But violence promotes disaster

innocent lives suffer underfoot

property damage for no reason at all

an ugly under-body covered in soot

How shall we dispose

of tyrannical regimes

unarmed shoulder-to-shoulder

seems ridiculous to me

and how shall we protect

our precious way-of-life

from the burden of over-taxation

regulation, and civil/social strife

Politicans01

Stop allowing incremental eradication

one more regulation to keep you from getting blue

eliminate the role of career politicians

don’t let them take freedoms away from you

How shall we dispose

of tyrannical regimes

unarmed shoulder-to-shoulder

seems ridiculous to me

and how shall we protect

our precious way-of-life

from the burden of over-taxation

regulation, and civil/social strife

©  Sailor January 14, 2011 All Rights Reserved

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