Martin’s Dream

Martin’s Dream I fall into the blackest hole in space my soul now travels through that darker scene; a foreign place where there’s no time or grace. I move through tunnels of relentless scream. A message from my minister of flight: “From swirling depths you’re not allowed escape. Jim Crow will fall forever out of…

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For All The Beautiful, Young Men

“For All the Beautiful, Young Men” I see the courage in their brave-lit eyes as Omaha becomes their shining hour. The camera’s caught the morning’s gray, dull skies. Men wait; committed with the bravest power. The ramp now opens; there’s the glint of morn. There is no turning back; no time to pause. Momentum made…

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The Flowers of the Field

Photo by Priceless Times Photography “The Flowers of the Field” The reach within your baby hands so sweet make father want to hold back ticking time but even you, my child , are forced to meet a different kind of father in this rhyme. He’s called old Time and steals your innocence Allows your golden…

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For Johnny

  (Photo by Jacqueline Casey) “For Johnny” When silver leaves sigh, trembling to the grounda brilliant gold is sprinkled everywhere.Sure, then I hear your laughter mid the soundof steps that shuffle up abandoned stair. When scarlet leaves dance, hesitant to partlay deep in dusty shadows and intoneand whisper “I have been here where my heartknows…

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The View From My Back Door

The glow of silver trees against blue skies; against a deeper royal blue allies as snow now blankets each and every limb with loving care, their mother covers them. The trees so loved by nature’s wintry blast it seems some artist covers to contrast. Her richest blue encircles icy trim with loving care, their mother…

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Remember Us

“Remember Us” Like pictures on a screen in seconds, lost or blips upon a monitor turn long old memories are flown with deadly cost: as quarks may separate eternal song. The picture caught though words may flutter by though hole is in my net and so I sigh. A set of words surround my broken…

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Martin’s Dream

“Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.” Martin Luther King, Jr. Martin’s Dream I fall into the blackest hole in space my soul now travels through the darkest scene; a foreign place where there’s no time or grace. I move through tunnels…

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Echoes on Easter Island

  “Echoes on Easter Island” The silence as the clouds go rushing by *across the treeless island’s bare terrain where statues, mute, sit quiet in their clime to worship, chant yet no one hears their claim. Signs of their age show in their surface scowl as muscles strain to move their burden forth. Men grunt…

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The Hearing of Judge Kavanaugh

Salacious allegations now may seize and rip Scalia’s spirit as it falls. Inside, bold lies may bend us to our knees  and rattle glass that shake these hallowed halls. Lead voices at the hearing speak of law  yet minutes into speech, a sentence shrill:  malodorous, her laugh; demonic scowl:  Her urgency grows stronger as she…

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