The Daily Dread
Yesterday
a dead giveaway
is that tie is just a flag
that says you're lying
Our national prank
Day after day of pure shame
No longer funny
Body Politic
Pack of boneyard dogs howling
Cheap shots. Dirty shocks.
Aug 8 2025
Tag: blogging
Aug 7 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
As summer swelters
My public trans ride goes on
I nicely ripen
Girl Scouts sell cookies
never know what a Brownie
will get on up to
morning after slink
easy in the big city
less so in small towns
noisy buggers both
cicada and katydid
each a unique sound
Keep the change baby
Change ain't what it used to be
Small change got rained on
Cause he wanted to be king
Links in history's change gang
A therapy named desire
Aug 6 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
base instinct always
dive on in at the drive-in
long lost passion pit
Rules of engagement
2am dive bar last call
Desperate timeline
Ignoring the once golden rule
Feel they're the anointed few
Appointed to sputter and spew
Self aggrandizing gold accolades
Holier than thou power plays
Keeping all that believe them afraid
A populace wholly betrayed
When the people who make the laws
Don't bother to follow their rules
First came the corn sweat
Now wildfire violet sunsets
Air of disaster
Aug 5 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
pink pyramid cult
a new recruit gets pressure
buy tons of product
while upline collects profit
inventory collects dust
Regarding the sass
Seems there's good sass and bad sass
Right Sassy Lassie
Now don't you sass me Lassie
But that is some deluxe sass
deep primordial
catfish rises from the mud
finds thin ice layer
new age epoch harbinger
dives down to warm muck below
Normally tranquil
Sporadically complex muse
Today, blew my fuse
Embankment
Aug 4 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
I can't help myself
Attention will zoom in where
nature tells it to
Our Lady of the
Spiral Spindle, guardian
angel of Spinners
A spiral zoom in
Traps tranquil angel in frame
Chaos wipe to black
spiral archetype
problem solving tchotchke tao
send donations now
silence so loud you
can hear it all the way from
here to yesterday
and back again all the way
from tomorrow and beyond
Aug 3 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
when we try to stand
seems like some rich pukes want to
make us kneel and beg
for the honor of paying
them for the trash they're selling
I lift myself up
Defrag my brain with haiku
Stand what comes my way
they say in person
he has his charm, but only
if you stand up wind
For years Red believed
Wandered on the wilderness
A seekers mission
The goal he was sold
The elusive spondulix
Prosperity gold
Then Red realized
All that glitters ain't gold, so
Red leaves pilgramage
a long spelling trek
spell pilgrimage correctly
stumbles on the way
Abundance above
Dammed by greed to overflow
Trickle dance below
Recreating a 1970's Saturday night
Having pizza and Heineken
Left me as foggy this morning
As the wildfire smoke outside
Smells like 1980's Los Angeles air
If it wasn't for misperception
I'd have no perception at all
Hesitation
So many versions of this blues standard. But this is my favorite.
But the first blues song I remember hearing was this. Wore the grooves off this album.
Aug 2 2025
The Daily Dread
Yesterday
He crinkles the buds
He separates twigs and seeds
He then rolls the joint
Fuzzy pink sweater
Stray hand slides up and under
"Forge ahead." she sighs
MAGA cult monk grumps
With a scowl under his cowl
Donations are down
Seize the day as one
Cherish the day when it's done
You know you have won
the world continues
without us says the distant
domino falling
the current regime
will fold spindle mutilate
to get it's own way
They want us to buy their BS
Pay for their BS
Use their stinking BS
Then thank them for their BS
The Vapors
What started as a run on sentence
Begat this unholy scat
things that used to make me blush
even while I was in such a rush
only then wanting them to hush
telling people to shush up
after reaching out to touch
trying to grasp a whole bunch
many hours before for lunch
until I heard that nasty crunch
a terrible accident as such
sent me reeling
without punctuation
on this river
of verbiage ramblation
unable to deliver with punch
so Ill fake it into cush
make it look like
planned adverse
while I sit here
on my tush
Today
Things on public display
That might or might not
Make us blush
Would probably have
Given our ancestors
The vapors
Real or feigned
