The Laureate-June

We honor fathers and the Flag,

on sandy beaches lollygag.

Ardent swains to their love croon...

take bride and hide on honeymoon.

Snowbirds leave to beat the heat...

but, comes the snow to south retreat.

Fools head north for somewhere cool...

they need but find the closest pool.

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The Laureate-Ask Yourselves

Ask yourselves who sustains them,

and who supports their foes?

Who receives dark money

that for their conscience flows?

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The Laureate-The Election

The Red and Blue are left with two,

and wait to see what time will do.

Who best will the overwhelm the foe?

Who best escapes the undertow?

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The Laureate-The Prayer

Again morning comes.

It is time that you thank God...

mute prayer was answered

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The Laureate-Who Won?

{Prop 123}
If our pols used money dark

to pass a bill with logic stark,

did those riches buy the nod

to sell away our precious sod...

so builders can on homes embark?

{I hope damned few next vote for you!}

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The Laureate-The Chosen

I've listened to both...and I am scared,

seems neither of them are prepared

to pilot our nation

or end the stagnation

of progress that the pols impaired.

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The Laureate-Anger

Bees sting when angry...

With bowels rent it's evident...

curses best to vent 

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The Laureate-Ennui

Keep all plaudits near.

Sense again when soul is low...

more than apropos.

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The Laureate-Dear Candidate

Remember those across the aisle

do not share your same ethos,

and though you have a winning style,

what votes lay there block your goalpost.

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The Laureate- Haiku For You

Clinton is a pol.

Trump is bad on protocol.

Who will least appall?

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The Laureate-Dark Money

Politicos are mighty brash

when they pass laws to mask dark cash.

Let's make sure they can't abuse it

by ousting them before they use it.

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The Laureate-Now and Zen

We oft observe but fail to see,

for senses mute what they foresee.

Rest, and loose your mind to roam.

Sensations then refresh your chi.

{...and clear the Way to apogee}

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The Laureate-Askew Haiku

Trump’s Presidential!

Clinton’s chi speaks honestly!

Media’s magic?

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The Laureate-Blue Haiku

Red and Blue both blue.

Soon must choose a nominee...

can they voters woo?

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The Laureate-May

It is another month of Spring

when love and life are burgeoning.

The fragrant winds arouse your chi...

but sinuses ruin everything.

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