Ah, America:
the visual jingoism of
omnipresent flapping flags.
Shiny cars, beseeching churches;
smooth roads and ads for shiny
vehicles, tank-like or claustrophobic:
sometimes both.
My people: fun to help, make laugh,
cheer along. That I can do so easily,
waitress or Walmart Greeter.
Casually conversational, easygoing,
but so must I bear
the oppressive banality
of overheard conversations.
And not indulge intellect, perception,
nor reveal observation, awareness.
My son says they’re stupid:
given two days, I cannot disagree.
Triscuits, flavor rosemary
and olive oil; cheese a combo:
monterrey jack and cheddar.
Chardonnays not Southern Cone:
cheap good California Barefoot;
Onduraga from Oz. Not special,
just not Southern Cone.
In the hotel, we offer to leave
carry-on unfriendly corkscrew
for future guests. Two wine glasses and
real — not-plastic — knife appear
to carry upstairs
for our evening snack.
(from November 2014)
Great. I love it.
Thanks. Inspired by your writings.
Some recent thoughts inspired by recent news.
THE RIGHT…TO…BEAR ARMS, SHALL NOT BE INFRINGED
He shot her in the Walmart;
He shot her and she´s dead;
The handgun discharged only once;
A bullet through her head;
The gun was in a zippered pouch;
In handbag ´twas concealed;
A Christmas gift from husband Colt;
The irony revealed;
A two-year-old and mom´s new purse;
With secret pocket too;
And inside there was mommy´s gun;
And he knew what to do;
His parents shared a passion for
Their guns – the right to arm;
Just pull that little metal thing;
He did not mean to harm;
Now daddy has a two-year-old
Who cannot understand;
He´ll try again to tell him why
She needed gun at hand;
While shopping with four kids that day
At Hayden´s Walmart store;
Her concealed carry permit signed
In blood on this store floor.
Casa Inspiración
01/01/15
Ah, Idaho.
Weird that you would recognize 9/11 for the false flag that it was, and yet be anti-gun, which to me is anti-personal liberty. Nice blog otherwise.
Unaware of the incident Syd referred to, I sought out the reference for the benefit of others who had hot heard of this incident. That makes me anti-gun? (Does posting a picture of a crashed car make me anti-car?)
The poem, not the car crash. I mistakenly attributed it to you. Apologies.