The poems in Twilight Skies are in the
order of writing from the time of the great change in the American
landscape when Donald Trump took office. I was riding high as a
worldwide traveller just as Covid hit
the world which ground everything to a halt. The country had such vitriol
during that timeframe, that it finally lead to an insurrection. Now it feels like our world is in a downward spiral. But,
you have to let things be, smile, and let it all go as the end of this
time on earth start approaching nearer and nearer.
I welcome
whatever's next.
2017
A
Lick and a Promise
...after all the searching for answers
through this life and this collection, this is what I conclude.
American Reckoning
...after a year of divisive politics and watching many Americans lose
their sense of value, dignity, and concern for the greater good. I
turned off the media for a week and this is what bubbled up.
2018
Beyond
Redemption
...
after travelling abroad for a couple weeks and ending up in a hotel in
New Orleans after only one night home, I was struggling with jetlag,
woke up at 4am and wrote this wishing I was feeling a more promising and
happy vibe.
American
Carnage
... a noun, verb and monster to
describe these times
White Noise
... about the
state of mind the media has put the modern world into
The Singularity
... about
scientists vision of the future of mankind. I wrote this after watching
the series "The Year Million" on a flight from Dublin to Chicago
The 5th of July
... this
should probably be my epitaph
Karma
..someday
I'll catch up with that fickle lady and all my cares will be gone
Treasures
..a few lines about what I really consider wealth
Twilight
..I started this one on my 60th birthday, then finished it up
a couple later.
Winter
Flight
..an observance poem written between boarding and take
off one snowy Des Moines early morning.
2019
Holes
..about
stopping to really think about your life and if it really means anything
Flight of Fancy
..written on a flight back home from Europe that I finished up when I
got home about how sad the state of the world seems at this time.
2020
Black
Lives Don't Matter
..written when totally disgusted by the right
wing thumbing it's nose to the BLM movement countering with "All Lives
Matter" to denigrate the cause.
Long Dark Winter
..written the
week before the 2020 election. At the time of writing, it feel like a
harbinger of doom...I sure hope not.
Farewell Mickey
Mouse Club
..written
the week after the 2020 election. Trump and his rabid followers were
still denying defeat and covid was running rampant.
The Case for
Trump
..written two weeks after the 2020 election.
Trump and his rabid followers were still denying defeat and covid was
running rampant. His lawyer Rudi Guliani was foaming at the mouth saying
all kinds of crasy conspiracy theories...sad time for America
2021
Cyber
Insecurity
..sometime you just have to wonder if we're
not the dog that caught the bus with technology
Catfish
Bridge
..written at the old bridge down in the lake
that led to the town of Red Rock before the dam
2022
Seeds
..about the poison planted in America by Putin
and fermented by the MAGA minion
Americanundrum
..I think American conservatives just want
women to conceive more targets for their firearms
Quatrain
6:24
..written the night Roe vs Wade
was overturned by the Supreme Joke, I mean Court
Old
Jim Crow Road
..I don't think conservative Americans
remember how horrible the good old days really were
Prismed
Mirrors
..the older I get the more I realize the
stories and realities we were led to believe as kids are just fairy
tales for adults
2023
The Teetering Edge
..it seems America is moving
away from democracy and toward corpocracy or autocracy based on
ridiculous theocrazy.
In
A.I.'s Eyes
..wondering how A.I. really sees humans...hope it's
programmed with patience and understanding
Digital
Footprints
..does being
copied with what's considered our best traits being mimicked mean we
live on?
Vision Quest
..written when sick with covid
having flashbacks of some rough hikes in Joshua Tree National Park
before the fires
EPILOGUE
Bitten
..the epilogue of emotionography and my life
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