Join us every Tuesday afternoon at the Daily Kos community political poetry club.
Your own poetry is always welcome in the comments.
Bongos, berets & turtle neck sweaters optional.
The keyboard is mightier than the sword.
Readers and Booklovers Schedule (note; new series by Brecht to debut on the 22nd!):
Join us below the fold for a few poetical offerings. Feel free to post one or more of your own in the comments. And don't be afraid to grab the ring of your own hosting gig on the community-driven series offering.
"The time has come," the Walrus said,
"To talk of many things:
Of shoes--and ships--and sealing-wax--
Of cabbages--and kings--
And why the sea is boiling hot--
And whether pigs have wings."
Lewis Carroll
Like a butterfly
My thoughts have fluttered softly
Settling here and there.
Melissa is gone
Struck down like spring wheat stalks scythed
As thus Bob, and Jim.
Empty the prisons
Drug and alcohol treatment
Costs less and saves more.
Play nice in the Kos
This is not kindergarten
How hard can that be?
Benedict unfrocks
and chooses to die in a
cloistered nunnery.
The Patriot Act
again proves the axiom
"...refuge of scoundrels".
Franklin once queried
"Is it rising or setting?'
Our actions will answer.
Neither Rome nor Greece
We seek a higher plateau
Free from want or hate.
Fracture the black shale
What could possibly go wrong?
Feed our addiction.
Why should we listen
When the sire of torture speaks
Let his words be wind.
Records set again
A storm of the century
Every three months.
Conservatives' umbrage
Glitter and tinsel distracts
From their hollow shell.
Capitalism
Controlled by cronies is not
Capitalism.
Why pay a fair wage
When it is much easier
To crush the worker?
Teddy Roosevelt
Imperialist racist
Take him off Rushmore.
Immigrant haters
Would unravel the fabric
Which made this nation.
i will not own a gun
Amend the Constitution
If my Choice offends.
I realize that what I have written is not truly haiku, only haiku form. But as our dear departed CJ once remarked, as some of us debated the finer points of poetical form, it is the words that matter, not how they are strung together. Feel free to add your own poetical offerings in the comment, in whatever form you like. And take a chance on hosting next week's diary. You have nothing to lose but your fear.
I regret that, given my computer constraints, I shall not be able to respond to comments at the appointed time. But you have my word that I shall read all of your comment at the morrow's rise, and return to you my feeble words.
11:34 PM PT (bigjacbigjacbigjac): Just a little note from the editor, bigjac.
It's the hosting schedule:
Next week is taken,
but open after that.
I like writing it out this way:
February:
19th LuvSet
26th open
March:
5th open
12th open
19th open
26th open
Don't know who will read this so late,
but it's my duty to ask for volunteers
for any open dates,
to keep this series interesting.
I still think just about anyone reasonably good with words
can use my line break trick,
and post something that'll pass as poetry,
good enough for Daily Kos.
Maybe I'll write a dairy outside this group,
and see if I can catch some fish,
I mean get new poets.