Originally posted on I am not a silent poet:
UNTIL THE SMIRKS ARE WIPED FROM MEN’S FACES On social media, a video showing nervous teenage Indian girls, disembarking from a bus to take part in a demonstration condemning rape, speedily surrounded by teenage boys, smirking, every last one of them smirking, keen to tease…
Month: November 2018
traces
once painted shapes now fading traces on the stone path to the ocean, reminders of when our love was alive. the salt of the sea reaches to touch them distant tears that also remember For some reason, this song comes to mind: FOWC with Fandango — Trace
kin(d)
image link The world of social services, neglect/abuse cases, family courts, has a term for individuals who aren’t biological family but act in the same capacity as family. The term is fictive kin. When children (using children here but it could be one child) are removed from their biological parent(s) for allegations/substantiations of abuse/neglect, often…
The Uber-Rich: Tyranny or Revolution, Scum vs. Scum, The Cult of Trump — Rise Up Times
Chris Hedges is one of those rare critters we always hope to catch sight of: a journalist with integrity. Here are 3 articles by him. Three by Chris Hedges: Trump, the Uber-Rich, the corporate state and elections. via The Uber-Rich: Tyranny or Revolution, Scum vs. Scum, The Cult of Trump — Rise Up Times
Poetry — Dancing with Danger
image link The prompt word for #FOWC today is danger. Today’s offering is a nonet and a reverse nonet. Fear exists only because of danger. Real? Imagined? Despots know that creating an illusion of a reality that all is danger means they can rule through keeping subjects scared. How do we break out of the…
Gaia’s Family
image link First is an acrostic poem, then a distillation of the ideas in a free-form. People with a shared vision and willing to act based on that vision, where vision includes sharing the Earth with its other inhabitants where other critters are allowed to live in peace Air, fresh, along with space to move…
