[Lady Jag]

April

Enchanted mornings burst with surprise intemperate colours lure the clock impatience charges the pulse of the time vigor and passion, ardent eyes resplendent fascination of life rife with interrogation new reasons invented, ornated, aborned in laycinths tell and bight - revelation in holy lilies white majesty. Sloughing off grey fatigue, I blend with blades of grass with seeds bearing fruit without end with shells, mothers of pearls with trees stretching arms up in the light my songs are kites flying high red balloons dancing in the sky pigeons soaring together over the roofs. I am writing letters full of love. Did laughter and I always share the same redolent, promising air? Frederick M. Markhan

[Soaring Feather]

Sloughing off grey fatigue, I blend
with blades of grass
with seeds bearing fruit without end
with shells, mothers of pearls
with trees stretching arms up in the light
my songs are kites flying high
red balloons dancing in the sky
pigeons soaring together over the roofs.
I am writing letters full of love.
Did laughter and I always share
the same redolent, promising air?


Frederick M. Markhan


Lovely. Nice April graphic. I was thinking I need to go graphic shopping again. ;)

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The Tax-Free Nation Poem

Ollie Wendell Holmes once said
‘Bout taxes in this nation,
They are the price we gotta pay
To have civilization.

But recently I’m thinking
That this rule we should relax,
’Cause I’d rather not be civilized
Than pay my income tax.

The money sinks of public ed,
The vet and welfare rolls,
The subsidies for geezer health,
Who needs these wasteful doles?

Our streets would have no pot holes
If we made them all toll roads,
Stock markets would go through the roof
Without dull legal codes.

To keep our armies solvent
We could send our soldiers plundering
No revenue means Congress
Won’t in spending realms be blundering

Who needs a tax-based commonwealth?
For too long we’ve been scammed.
We’ll each care for the things we like,
All other things be damned!

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©2006 Michael Silverstein

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