night storm

bushes: stooped shadows—
FLASH, as from a camera—
far off thunder, rain

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2017

‘Fessing Up

Since January 20th I’ve pondered
deeply and long on our country’s new top
executive. And I’ve decided, yes –
he is incompetent and vastly unknowing,
as well as a tad insane. But, hell, he will
finally destroy the Republican Party
and also that of the Democrats: that’s
surely something in his favor! Yes, folks, yes.
But sadly, in achieving that worthwhile goal,
he’ll also crush our economy and, yes,
like Samson, pull down the very pillars
of our government, perhaps even our society itself.
But let’s admit: the structure was already undermined,
quite deliberately neglected. We’ve too foolishly
abandoned our democratic roots in pursuit
of world hegemony and being top dog.
There have been all too many snarls and bites,
so now it’s time to whimper and to grovel.

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(c) Gregory V Driscoll  2017

the impossible dream

like hands, Spring leaves reach
for the moon haloed in mist:
unobtainable

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2017

in these times: night in America

framed by clouds  the moon
glides west  hushed  fair-minded  free
unlike the land below

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2017

A Heartfelt Wish

We just can’t win, I guess. Our previous president was articulate, personable – but was a consummate liar, in word and deed, about so many important things. Our current president can barely express what he means, knows very little about most things [except how to screw people out of money] and will probably go down in the annals of history as the nonpareil deceiver of all those who have so far held the office.

If I were a believer, I’d spend my days and evenings in prayer on my knees or even prostrate, begging god or the gods to deliver us from this scourge and the nefarious actions he and his minions will deal out to all of us, here and overseas. But I’m not such a believer. Yet I do trust in karma, and so I accept that this wretch is somehow payback to our nation for allowing our government to do all the wicked things it has done here and around the world for the last 225 years and counting. With MLK, Jr. I recognize that our government has been, for quite a while, the greatest purveyor of violence and mayhem in the world.

Perhaps we’ll finally come to our senses, rise up, and cast off all the greedy, hateful, and bloodthirsty bastards. Hoping against hope, I think love in thought, word and deed will bring us through this dark night of the soul.

© Gregory V Driscoll 2017

Mr. Trump’s first 100 days

It feels like eons
ten days more till a hundred
of the Con Man’s Rule.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2017

countdown to sanity

O’Reilly Factor –
one clueless troglodyte down,
one orange one to go…

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2017