Category Archives: Poetry

Reminder for the President

Your Oath, Mister Trump –
Uphold our Constitution,
not undermine it,
nor disgrace or ignore it,
nor mock it in word or deed.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2018

NOTE –

If we doff our partisan lenses, and look at history more objectively,
we find that all our presidents since World War II – Truman, Eisenhower,
Kennedy, L. Johnson, Nixon, Ford, Carter, Reagan, G. H. W. Bush, Clinton,
G. W. Bush, Obama and now Trump – have all failed, especially in respect
to foreign policy and war, and with the connivance of Congress, to uphold
the Constitution and treaties which, under the Constitution’s Supremacy
Clause, are the law of the land. The fact that ‘We the People’ have allowed
and continue to allow our government to perpetrate crimes against our
own laws, the law of nations, and humanity itself is a veritable indictment
of us and our democracy.

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The New Ozymandias?

caravans of poor souls
fleeing turmoil of all kinds
are outrages to him.

he’d rather embrace
glowing orbs and Saudi sheiks
who dance with gold swords

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© Gregory V Driscoll 2018

“Rogue Killers?” No – Rogue President!

Trump gives autocrats
a pass whether Putin, Xi,
Kim, the Saudi King.
Why? Because he hopes
someday to emulate them.

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2018

Lección de español – contar lento para hacer el amor / Spanish lesson – counting slowly to make love [for C.]

verga de mí y cosita de tí:
pertenecen juntas por supuesto
como pan y mantequilla,
como cuchillo y tenedor,
como arriba y abajo,
como por dentro y por fuera,
como duro y blando,
como agrio y dulce …
ven acá, ¡primor mío!
¡en tu boca toma la mía
mientras que besuqueo la tuya!

(translation)

my thing and that little thing of yours:
they belong together of course
like bread and butter,
like knife and fork,
like up and down,
like inside and out,
like hard and soft,
like tart and sweet…
come here, my beauty!
take mine in your mouth
while I give yours big wet kisses!

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2018

haiku – Mississippi nocturne

green glow from street lamps
mist rolls over the old town
paths to roads to streets…

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2018

haiku – heard on the wind

true lovers and friends
will – without fail – make amends
for slights or snafus

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© Gregory V Driscoll  2018

following the Trump spectacle

most times now I feel
like the white-clad street-sweeper
behind elephants

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© Gregory V Driscoll 2018