A bit of a bust of a poem but not a bad beat…
Author: r.Douglas
I’m spry yet retired. I reside in the inner city of a major metropolitan area of the United States. I read politics. I watch baseball. I hum along with the tune. I June swoon, and moon the bad poem. Post here, are old and new. Opinions are my very own, except when wrong.
Funerary Box
At what passes for customer service at Costco she’s in line to engage in far too complicated coupon commerce While I wait by a display hawking a coffin– Made steady by this shopping cart— and trying not to cough ———————————– Poem 19 for April
Moral Ground Round
more old takes on politics
McKeesport
A decades old rhyme write and a beat to beat the drum
All Politics is local..make that personal
old but same politics and history
It’s Not Capitalism
What should have been Bankruptcy Was a God Damn Bank- Rapture! The Heavens opened and the monied reign. We risk now- what they worship emerging markets a New Jerusalem… out of the desert of democracy to an Oasis yet named