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THE CATERPILLAR SPEAKS – Postscript

Published December 29, 2019 by Nan Mykel

P.S.  Forgive me–I skipped right through the coccoon stage.  Wonder why?  Wishful thinking, I’d guess.

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Hi. I’m Joe, an erudite caterpillar

who lives above you on that weeping willow.

You may not know the sky is falling

because I see you’re not bawling.

We caterpillae can see ahead

and oh there is so much to dread…

Shall we two souls just run away

and let the others join the fray?

Leave reality far behind

and link up with the other kind

who stick their head into the sand and

pretend the farce is really grand?

But wait! Hold on! Does this really say

that cowards speak  for the US of A?

Shame used to be a painful feeling

worthy of prayer, seeking healing.

Kindness, truth and compassion?

Weaknesses, now under ration.

Will the worldly rich give a damn

or is honor and heart only sham?

Hard to be true to yourself if you lie;

a lifetime of shame if you don’t try.

Meanwhile erudite Joe on his pillow,

sends hope from up on his willow,

that all our best wishes  come true.

With new wings he flies to the blue.

I HAD A DREAM

Published August 20, 2017 by Nan Mykel

I HAD A DREAM

It was a hilarious,

off-the-wall and wild

satire in which a

lyin’ thieving varmint

wormed his way into our White

House with his lying cheating thugs

and referred to it as “a dump,”

which isn’t laughable, but then

he tooted his horn on Twitter,

(“To tremble with agitation”).

He got even with his friends and

was said to blackmail  supporters.

His “base” was aptly named: base,

a sackful of KKK types,

gun-toting cross-burning Nazi

white supremacists. Who would want

to claim them but another varmint.

What’s so funny about this dream?

The horror on the faces of those

who woke up in the same bed with the

whole stinkin’  bunch of desecraters.

(I guess it really was a nightmare.)

Or was it reality 2017?

Black Petals – Brief Reblog

Published June 24, 2017 by Nan Mykel

Lovely imagery. potent message.

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Black Rose

Another black petal fell

Violently slapping the earth

Covered with the red of life’s ending.

Another black petal fell

Glaring in the rage of white blindness

His soul took flight with no defending.

Another black petal fell

How many must take this plunge

Before we see the beauty of the black rose?

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God’s Tattoo

Published March 11, 2016 by Nan Mykel

 

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IF GOD HAD A TATTOO WHAT WOULD  IT SAY?

 

“Pedomorphosis” is what I would think;

love’s breeding ground  is our survival link.

We love cute babies and then they love theirs,

so ever afterwards we love our heirs.

“Pardon me, Sir, but I have a suggestion:

would making our enemies cute be out

of the question?”

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