Stunned Bird

The grease imprint of a dove that hit my window…

Birds fly into my window from time to time crashing into a sky of glass and an image of illusion. Stunned they fall to the ground or circle back to the trees, only to do it over again on another sunny day. Being territorial they are trying to attack the illusion of another bird intruding into their territory, and only hurt themselves in the process.

Seems we are seeing this play out today in DC, as our Lame-Duck President continually tries to incite followers to attack the illusion of an intruder stealing his space. Over and over he keeps hitting the glass sky and is now looking like that stunned bird that hit my window.

Protesters gather

Attacking an illusion

Stunned bird thinks he won

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This is a stunned finch that hit my window. You can see the twisted claw. He eventually was able to fly away.

Smoke Screens and Mirrors

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With the Impeachment hearings going full throttle, it seems everyone parrots  an opinion. It once again brings to mind a poem I wrote during the last election campaign. As the political circus plays out on TV, nothing is ever as it seems.  Our representative share with us on a need to know basis, and the news media shares on an everything you don’t want to know and more basis. I will be glad when this reality TV “Survivor” show runs its course, and congressional parrots go back in their cage to work at getting things done for the American people.

Politics
A circus of smoke and mirrors
Half-truths polished and shiny
Stretching every word out of context
Smoke screens of the insignificant
Always hiding reality
Behind a cover of lies
Showing only fragments
Promising pots of gold
At the end of the rainbow
False hope in a holey bucket
Filled with wishes and fantasies
Pouring steadily out the bottom
Mirrors in a TV funhouse of fright
Giving only distorted views
Twisting everything out of proportion
Don’t believe the hype
Look beyond the smoke and mirrors
Dig out the shreds of truth
Always remember
What you see is NOT what you will get

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Back Door Entry

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Today President trump signed and Executive Order to keep children with their parents, when being detained for coming across the boarder illegally.  With thousands attempting to cross the into the United States at risk of jail, or peril, the welcoming arms of Lady Liberty and the words of Emma Lazarus become blurred. Everyone has an opinion, but few have a workable solution. What would you do?

Back Door Entry

“Give me your tired // your poor

Your huddled masses yearning to be free…”

Emma Lazarus wrote of a nation of immigrants

Coming by the boat load to America…

Seeking freedom and a chance for a new life

Leaving all behind // never looking back.

Lady Liberty still stands in New York Harbor

The flow has never stopped

The welcoming words // still the same

What has changed?

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The Ocelot

When I taught fourth grade many years ago, my students learned some of Ogden Nash’s poems. This poem,The Ocelot, I now recall from memory. I feel it is the perfect poem to use to write another response poem, and poke some fun at the President. This is a continuation of our d’Verse poetry prompt from yesterday.  I hope these limericks will make you smile a lot.

The Ocelot

By Ogden Nash

There once was a finicky ocelot

Who all the yearlong was cross a lot

Except at Thanksgiving

When he enjoyed living

For he liked to eat Cranberry sauce a lot

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My Response Poems:

Our President feels he must talk a lot

So to twitter he goes sounding off a lot

Except when he’s sleeping

In his mind he is dreaming

Of confusing fake News with his lies a lot

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There once was a finicky President

Who has a unique White House for residence

Except for Maralago

Where he feels he must go

For he likes to play golf with the residents

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The President is thoughtless and says a lot

At his meeting this week he got in a spot

When overheard saying

Some nasty conveyance

He’s now stuck with his foot in the pot a lot!

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Smoke and Mirrors

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A preacher once told his congregation, ” You can pretty much count on the fact that what’s happening is not always what’s going on!” This is really true when it comes to politics and the News Media. We have heard many accusations being thrown at the media for broadcasting fake news. With news that continues twenty-four hours a day everything gets turned into news. Today, President Trump’s Twitter account was shut down for eleven minutes by an exiting employee. It made the evening news! What more can I say!

Smoke Screens                 

Politics

A circus of smoke and mirrors

Half-truths polished and shiny

Stretching every word out of context

Smoke screens of the insignificant

Always hiding reality

Behind a cover of lies

Showing only fragments

Promising pots of gold

At the end of the rainbow

False hope in a holey bucket

Filled with wishes and fantasies

Pouring steadily out the bottom

Mirrors in a TV funhouse of fright

Giving only distorted views fake news

Twisting everything out of proportion

Don’t believe the hype

Look beyond the smoke and mirrors

Dig out the shreds of truth

Always remember

What you see is not what you will get

And what’s happening is not

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Photo: Dwight L. Roth