Saturday, March 24, 2018

the seeds are like rocks




the seeds are like rocks
dull and immobile and brown
their promise is yet

neighborhood of one





neighborhood of one
goes wherever the rain stops
shoes dry off slowly


open the door



open the door now
the winter is passing by
finding is easy


beauty is absurd




beauty is absurd
in the wan light of winter
when tree bark is pearl

A man among the Gentiles . . .



And I looked and beheld a man among the Gentiles . . .
First Nephi. Chapter Thirteen. Verse 12.

A man among the Gentiles may be wrought upon by God
To leave his home and fam’ly for a purpose far abroad.
A woman, too, is often stirred to valor in the home
And need not find excuses to meander and to roam.
Even children can be moved to sacred things exclaim
That shut the mouths of tyrants and put demagogues to shame.
The finger of the Lord may touch whomever He may choose,

And if I’m ever touched again I hope I’ll not refuse!

Friday, March 23, 2018

From the Washington Post. Friday March 23 2018



U.S. stock markets ended their worst
week in more than two years on Friday
after China threatened to respond in
kind to President Trump’s imposition
of $60 billion in tariffs on Chinese imports.

When shooting off his big bazoo
Let’s hope Trump knows what he’s to do
When nations combine
To commerce confine
And stock markets go in the loo.



When Haspel’s nomination was
announced earlier this month,
McCain warned that she would
need “to explain the nature and
extent of her involvement in the
CIA’s interrogation program”
during her confirmation hearings
and that she “must pledge without
reservation to uphold” the prohibition
on torture.

When torture is used for the good
It’s often so misunderstood.
The pain so produced
Has never seduced
The CIA into falsehood.



Weeks after the White House released
its budget request, which provided a
massive increase in defense spending,
Congress took over and added even
more money for ships, aircraft and
missile defenses in what amounts to
a spending spree on major weapons systems.
Nobody has ever gone broke
With making the weapons that croak
The world’s residents --
In fact it’s immense,

The money they make with one stroke.

From the New York Times. Friday March 23 2018




In the Pacific Ocean between California
and Hawaii, hundreds of miles from any
major city, plastic bottles, children’s
toys, broken electronics, abandoned fishing
nets and millions more fragments of debris
are floating in the water — at least 87,000 tons’
worth, researchers said Thursday.

The Ocean decided one day
To make messy mankind sure pay
For all of their trash,
So made a big splash
And flooded Bangkok to Marseilles.


The W.T.O. fancies itself a United Nations
for global commerce, a place where its 164
member nations convene to hash out clear
rules of engagement, seeking to defuse conflict.
But as the United States and China, the two largest
economies on earth, edge closer to a trade war,
the organization established in 1995 to prevent
such hostilities appears increasingly impotent.


There once was a global cartel
That ruled how to buy and to sell.
But Trump and Jinping
Have stepped in the ring
To spar, sending world trade to hell.



John Bolton’s appointment as national
security adviser seems to many around
the world to represent President Trump
unbound, and they are trying to puzzle out
what exactly that means.

With Bolton now driving the bus
There won’t be too much to discuss.
Korea, Iran,
Still need a hit man;
But Mitt Romney won’t let him cuss.

There was an old hawk name of John
Who didn’t like words, only brawn.
He got a new job
Within the Trump mob,
To wield a big scary baton.




From the Wall Street Journal. Friday March 23 2018




President Donald Trump threatened Friday morning to veto
a sweeping spending bill just hours after it passed both
chambers of Congress, despite assurances from White
House officials and GOP leaders that he supported it.


Congress may vote as it chooses,
But Trump plans on giving it bruises.
Like some child at game
He vetoes sans shame
Whenever his temper he loses.


Pedestrians were victims of about 15% of traffic fatalities in 2017,
with the estimated 6,000 pedestrian deaths representing a level not seen
in 25 years, according to a report released last month by the Governors
Highway Safety Association.


Pedestrians get in the way
Of traffic most all of the day.
They think a crosswalk
Is someplace to gawk --
So they get squashed like a beret.


The crocodile skin business is booming, with especially strong
demand from Asia, and Australia’s crocs are coveted for their
particularly fine skin patterns—American alligators tend to
have horny backs—and because more of the hide can be used.


A gator came from Adelaide,
Skinned into purses all made
For just the beau monde
To be really conned
By prices blown up like grenade.

How beautiful . . .




. . . and whoso shall publish peace, yea, tidings of great joy,
how beautiful upon the mountains shall they be.
First Nephi. Chapter Thirteen. Verse 37.

The mountainsides rejoice when peace is published in the land.
When people come together and for goodness take a stand.
Though clouds of strife descend upon us in our daily chores,
We know the Prince of Peace will fight our battles, win our wars.
We have but to obey Him and to offer up our hearts
To find in Him protection ‘gainst the adversary’s darts.
As one we are so beautiful in God’s eternal sight

That He will lead us safely to the blessings of His light!

Thursday, March 22, 2018

The First Shall be Last



 . . . and the last shall be first, and the first shall be last.
First Nephi. Chapter Thirteen. Verse 42.
In this topsy turvy world there’s one last switch in store
For the rich and haughty, for oppressors of the poor.
Their day of glory falters, and their sun is nearly set;
They’re in for tribulation that they never will forget.
Those in front, established in the best seats will be told
They must recede despite their learning and their bags of gold.
The meek and quiet children of the Lord will take their place,
To feast in adoration neath the Savior’s smiling face.
It may not be tomorrow, or the next day, but it’s coming;

The wings of angels stirs the air with expectant humming!