American Pie
Trapped
inside by summer swelter
helter skelter
where sweat shrinks us
in disappointment
in fear’s stench.
Will sparks ignite drought’s tinder?
Bereft of being unable to separate
season’s fare from poisoned pens.
Sliced apples, cinnamon, butter dabs
in bleached white floured crust. I’ve
lost my taste for it. Moral pancreas
screaming for lost limbs, curled soul.
Time with family, friends, staves off
a barrel filled with redactions, twists,
foundations wobbling with sinkholes.
Reach with your heart, cling to real,
however wrenching it may be.
Believe in it, let it anchor you
in balance, in peace.
As you may have recognized, the title and a few of the lyrics are from Don McLean’s American Pie. American Pie is a song I think of when I think of America, what it can be. To us, I wish a better next 250 years. We have done OK, but we can do so much better.
Tao-Talk 
Happy Fourth, Lisa! 🫶🏻
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Happy 4th to you also, Colleen <3
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Thanks, Lisa.
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I’ve always loved “American Pie.” As a more recent citizen, I think your final sentence sums up my sentiments about present-day America as well. It just feels very different from the country I first visited in 1981 and that became my permanent home in 1997. That being said, America has been through tough times before. As such, I haven’t given up hope the current difficult period will turn out to be an aberration. These circumstances are a good reminder democracy and the rule of law should never be taken for granted.
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Happy 4th Lisa! I’m about to head off to very HOT parties…good food but…can’t stay long because of the Honey Badgers we are raising lol. 6 left…after tomorrow only 3.
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