following like sheep
weeping, plaintive bleats
the founding fathers
rolling over in their graves
can’t believe their ears
This senryū is a response to Accountability, Where Art Thou, at Mondo Sedoka.
(Please check out the original.)
Image source: clipart-library.com (edited, here)
flood waters rising
white portico under siege
leader blowing smoke
This tanka is my response to RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge #276,
where the prompt words are smoke and water.
Depiction of the North Portico, 1835
Source: The White House Historical Association
Credit: Kellogg, D.W. & Coo., via Library of Congress
Making America Gangrenous Again
In a sane world, in a country that prides itself on being a land of equality, however slow the path there may be; in a country that stands up for the rights of its citizens, however misguided that application may be; in a country that holds freedom of speech as a basic tenet, with the understanding that one’s words must be weighed against the protection of its citizens, the rationale indigenous to human beings in modern society might cause one to think it unimaginable that the leader of such a nation would open his arms to supporters of his bid for re-election willing to air a doctored video showing him shooting and injuring media representatives and political rivals, but it must be remembered that sanity and civil responsibility are not the norm in Trump World. The words and misrepresentations of that leader are the reason supporters believe such behavior is acceptable and nothing more than satire.
a sincere condemnation
nation holds its breath
personal press conference
too much to expect from him
Subsequently removed, the video was shown on this post
defending its satirical worth. The image shown above is from that video.
With apologies for not staying with the theme, this Columbus Day, of recognizing those who have suffered from the moment any part of this land was claimed in the name of European sovereignty and further through Manifest Destiny, the indigenous peoples of America, this is my response to Haibun Monday 10/12/19: Indigenous .
Make Us Hate Your Enemies
…please, Donald, or at least
the people who should be
You know, like Kim
or Putin. Instead, you shower
these totalitarian rulers
with praise and ignore them
as threats to our national security.
Please, Donald, make us hate our enemies.
Reena’s Eploration Challenge #102 offers the line
“Public figures make us hate their enemies” for inspiration.
Remember when you felt good about yourself, a time when you had no doubts about your abilities, your value to others, or the value of those around you? That part of you is not lost. It lives within you, still, and the time has come for you to recognize that.
Take a moment to breathe. In. Out. Slowly. Now, think about who you are, who you can be. The negative energy that has been feeding into you has poisoned your mind, masking who were. Let it wash away from you so that you may remember who you have been, recognize who you really are, and you will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Remember all of this as you enter the polling place with a clear conscience, determined to remove that toxic presence from the Oval Office. Don’t let yourself be fooled again.
This bit of flash fiction is my response to Prosery #3: Love After Love, presented by Kim at dVerse. With Prosery, the challenge is to write a piece of flash fiction with a 144-word limit. Included in the bit of prose is to be a complete line from a poem. For Prosery #3, the line to be included is “You will love again the stranger who was yourself” from Derek Walcott’s “Love After Love.” My flash fiction also meets the additional challenge of hitting the 144-word mark, exactly.
Image source: Tulsa World (Bruce Plante)
Remembering Air Force Won
Teleprompter on the fritz?
No problem! After all, you’re a president
with a very, very large brain.
Just ad lib. Name the army after George Washington.
Praise revolutionary patriots for taking over the airports.
After all, it’s only history.
And you’re (re)creating it every day.