‘here’s the thing — and there is really no way of getting around this –”
from A Few Good Men
many things — sun rise,
wind, biting words from my pen —
that are not for you.
At least, not for you alone,
living at the mercy of your phone,
enthralled by talk shows, sitcoms and fake sensuality,
boxed illusions of love, sex and forced versions of reality.
(I saw the strangest thing just today — children reading.
books even, with pages, nothing from a screen)
is what these meanderings of thought
I dare label (tag) poetry would
be considered by those schooled
in the craft (I did throw in a
haiku and two rhyming couplets — did
you notice? — just to prove I could).
The reality, thankfully, is that I do not write
for them or you (I do for her, some, but not nearly
as often as I should), though I do appreciate
a comment now and then.
Surely it is not for the dollars (have to publish
to get a few of those), but I would dearly love
for you to buy my book (whenever it might
come out), just for validation you know,
not because the money is important to me.
Except…that it really is important to me,
I am right-wing, conservative, capitalist
through and through, which is pretty much
against the rules; poets (which I do not claim
to be) and poetry (which this is surely not)
are supposed to be above such things.
Paradoxically, I wonder if we that write,
of both left and right, will end up equally
persecuted when current events finally
play out. Already, THEY (sadly, not metaphorical)
are coming for our freedoms –health, speech,
protection, religion — and rights.
Surely, they will come for our words next (again).
The ‘power of the pen’ is somewhat
outdated — much like listening to albums
(black, flat, disc looking things — had music
on them) — now it is the power of blogs
and social media. We feel powerful
in our ability to speak our mind.
When THEY have control of the rest
of our lives, do you really think THEY
will allow freedom of expression to live on?
What happens then? When we that write
become the one percent? Ostracised and
persecuted for speaking our mind
in verse and rhyme.
Am I ranting? Possibly,
Somewhat sarcastic? Probably.
Just getting ready for my critics
when they should find me.