Reporters without bylines

Reporters without bylines are a national disgrace;

I wanna see their name and education and bright face.

How sad that in a country where the Press was once supreme

they have to lose identity as well as all their steam.

Who belongs to a Union anymore? -- Kerry in 2020?

Most Americans like labor unions, at least in the abstract. A majority (55%) holds a favorable view of unions, versus 33% who hold an unfavorable view, according to a Pew Research Center survey from earlier this year. For most of the past three decades that the Center has asked that question, in fact, Americans have viewed unions at least somewhat more favorably than unfavorably.  
Despite those fairly benign views, unionization rates in the United States have dwindled in recent decades (even though, in the past few years, the absolute number of union members has grown slightly). As of 2017, just 10.7% of all wage and salary workers were union members . . . 
Pew Research Center 

Belonging to a union is a fine thing, in abstract;

but if I were to join one my darn boss would have me sacked.

Or else the dues would levitate to heights I can't afford;

Teamsters pay enough that even Bill Gates would be floored.

My father was a Union man -- his father was one, too;

but all those heavy lifting jobs have gone to Katmandu. 

Former secretary of state John F. Kerry isn’t shutting the door to a second presidential bid, more than a decade after his narrow loss to President George W. Bush in 2004.  WaPo

Running to be President in 2020 is

something to give has-beens a fine calculating fizz.

But I don't think the prospects for a wannabe like Kerry

are anything to make Republicans feel very wary. 

brittle flowers

an overgrown yard 

with an outmoded commode 

and brittle flowers

the prairie chapel

the prairie chapel --

empty but not abandoned --

filled with tinted sage

sing redeeming love

I say unto you, Yea, they were loosed, and their souls did expand, and they did sing redeeming love. Alma 5:9

Expansion is the way of God, I should not ever doubt it;

in fact I ought to sing it sweet and maybe even shout it.

Redeeming love comes from the Christ, who gave me this great gift

so I could be a garden isle and never start to drift.

Saved from the dreary arm of flesh, I've loosened all my ties

to shriveling surmises and the devil's silken lies.

And so I'll sing redeeming love despite my lack of talent,

because the tune, and not my voice, is what makes living gallant!

mysterious green

a light in the night

makes the grass look like plastic --

so no crickets chirp

overripe

I once was a blossom

in the summertime of youth --

now I am overripe

eavesdropping on owls

this shy summer moon

timidly shines above trees

eavesdropping on owls

mountain morning clouds

mountain morning clouds

in a dusky sleepy sky

watch summer leaving

I Love Canada!

I love Canada, but they’ve taken advantage of our Country for many years! @realDonaldTrump

When dealing with sneaky Canucks

you've got to keep track of the bucks.

Canadian loonies

belong in the boonies --

I'm tariffing their hockey pucks!