NCiR’ Pilin’ On
Taking a cue from Shireen’s debut
Polysemy: the coexistence of many possible meanings for a word or phrase.
See if you can catch me, let’s both run down this path,
if you get too sweaty, you’ll have to run a bath.
You see what I did there? I can run that by again.
Don’t expect I’ll need that bath — I’ll run outta gas ’fore then.
You asked me about that track. It’s def’nitely run its course.
I’ll give you the run down, but I can’t divulge my source.
I won’t give you his name — run the risk of his exposure. …
Prompted by Mary Holden’s report card, “Pandemic: F”
We decided to get the COVID vaccine.
Nothing I say here is meant to demean
the folks predicting it’d be our demise —
though same group told hydrochloroquine lies.
The things that we read were hard to believe,
our thinking, it’s easy some folks to deceive.
Stories of autism, vaccine induced,
my wife’s fear, a side of testosterone boost.
But now to get scheduled for Pfizer dose one.
Since we are “of age,” thought it easily done.
Signed-up for appointments, got on the wait list,
but if you weren’t fast on your keyboard, you missed
the next open time to…
The Original Brief
An expert’s touching diagnosis
Said no one
Got nothing against good competition,
playing fields level, losing and winning.
Stoking division’s not really sporting,
they’re-bad distorting, we-hate-them spinning.
Stop vilifying — a back-to-ideas beginning!
Who’s going to start — being part of the solution? Rational debate has given way to labeling supposed adversaries, dehumanizing groups, and vilifying anyone who offers a different idea, a counter argument, or heaven forbid, speaks truth to power.
The ability to think critically has been replaced by listening to talking heads who affirm ( as opposed to challenge) one’s beliefs. Too often, they lead with hate — because if you’re conditioned to hate…
NCiR’ Pilin’ On
A Sequel to Laura Sheridan’s “Dax, the Dancing Dachshund”
This dancing Dachshund’s dream of parks,
was prompted by a Lab’s deep barks.
Dulcet tones were Diva Bella,
Dax first heard her acapella.
Accordion accompaniment
with Bella’s bold voice still out front,
was fav’rite song Dax polka-ed to,
he had to know, “got short legs too?”
From what he heard, his heart’s clear choice,
but Diva’s tryout, like The Voice,
did not allow for Dax to see,
his back was high as Bella’s knee.
Then later, when he saw her form,
he knew their union, not the norm,
could be the source of ridicule,
but love wins over any rule.
…
Will we dig-out from the lies before democracy…
What his actions can’t disguise
A tanka about the new Scarlett Letter
Harper Thorpe
Engaged citizen, poet, musician, humorist, family man. I value irreverence, soulfulness, and a big heart. Offering insight, introspection, shock & aw shucks!
