I hope the Justice System: I hope the Justice System will avail itself of the triple opportunity to disqualify the former occupant of the White House from ever holding office again, by convicting him criminally in New York on the "stormy" charges; in Georgia, on the intimidation of the Secretary of State and the solicitation of conspiratorial activity to "trump up" eleven thousand more votes; and, the worst of his actions, inciting insurrection at which injury and death were the effects, including terrorizing elected officials as they attempted to transact the Constitution's mandated actiion of certifying the election---in which We the People told him, "You're fired."
They are telling me, now, that the recent bank failures can be traced back to his Administration's loosening and lessening of the solvency tests and regulations; and, in my state, the train wreck that released toxic waste into air, soil, and water was due to faulty breaks that were not maintained at code---due to his Administration's loosening and lessening of the safety regulations required of Class I railroads. At least, this is what I am hearing. Therefore, those who have the elective or appointive power, under applicable law, should move for a major lessening of that's man's opportunity to hold any office, and a loosening of his grip on his party, and on our future. His book, The Art Of The Deal, should be shelved right next to another book on social change and government procedure, entitled Mein Kampf.
oh that is quite an exercise: oh that is quite an exercise in imagery! This reminds me of that guy who did Superman on the streets of Hollywood and now also the Joker which also had a drawing on the human and societal psyche that extends further from the imagination and the silver screen.
I want to applaud twice: : I want to applaud twice: first, for your respect for the traditional Tanka lineation and syllabification; and, then, for the gothis/science fiction effect that this poem presents.
Loved, love this - to be able: Loved, love this - to be able to walk away with dignity intact or even boltsered and recharged. And to be able to be doctoring, fathering, priesting as well as to doctor, father, and priest one to each other.
Boundless as desert dunes: A coyote scavenges for survival during a distanced romance; though what so becomes of his moon-quest? Do we discover through sifts, with burly paws of primordial passion, that eternally indivisible prism. Oh the starlight shimmers via phantom fingers who script precision for all us on such a hunt, boundless as desert dunes.
It was a brilliant strategy: It was a brilliant strategy to describe loneliness as a detachment from one's very self, creating a sense of utter emptiness. I could feel the crushing desolation in that space "where I once was" where "steps wander me through dreams". An impressive expression that hits the target and pierces the heart. Stunning!
Some striking wordplay blazes: Some striking wordplay blazes throughout this metaphorical perspective on hope and patience. There's an enthralling and radiant unfolding as "shards of darkness" dissipate into "sunlight’s dance"; then the cycle begins again on a note of blissful renewal.
And such an outstanding finale you created in that last line! Loving every moment of this.