The Poet--The Fools of April

The Fools of April 

Comes April 1^st the day of fools,

and most of them in Congress.

They are fools who now abuse

all taxes to the excess.

The tax forms are confounding...

a pro must sum that which we owe.

We find that is astounding,

when we’re assured tax will not grow.

Yet grow it does, but cunningly...

a tiny tweak on what’s allowed.

Things that normal men can’t see...

things that once they disavowed.

Yes, it is the day of fools,

but maybe they are us.

We have let them make the rules;

‘tis time we make a fuss.

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The Poet--The “Madness” Trivia

The “Madness” Trivia

While I watch my chosen game,

please spare me all the hype.

The history lessons you provide

are to me no more than tripe...

the records from the recent past

affect nil now of options cast.

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The Poet--March Madness

March Madness

I love the game of basketball..

I played when I was young.

And, when I watch “march madness,”

I’m once again among

the forwards and the guards,

but not within the trees.

For when I leaped to clear their height,

the landing hurt my knees.

I root for teams near whence I lived...

o’er years that totals many.

Although, I know few natives vie

within those teams...if any. 

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The Poet--Sequester Now

Sequester Now!

Sequester now bodes bad...or good.

It’s time that we best trim all fat.

Good health could come if Congress would

fix quickly ills the fools begat.

Our nation’s laws are cumbersome...

the sages can’t interpret them.

And hybrid bureaus now become

just monuments to mayhem.

So trim the fat from all thereat...

for that may be our hemostat.

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The Poet--The God Particle

The God Particle

They saw the boson, boffins say...

before a blink it blew away.

If right, the bit can back “Big Bang”...

if wrong, it’s just another “Dang!”

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The Poet--Comet Pan-Starrs

The Comet Pan-Starrs

Last night I watched the Comet

fly cross the heaven's sphere.

The fiery tale it bared to me

mixed beauty, awe...yet fear.

For heaven’s filled with wanderers,

though few too close to stay.

With all the universe to roam

why, near us do they stray?

When meteors ignite the sky,

I stay up to enjoy,

though comets and big brothers,

can all of life destroy.

To me they are but bothers...

they are but kismet’s toy.

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The Poet--Again a Cliff!

Again a Cliff!

My God!  We face another cliff...

and we must face it days away.

The cast of players and their rift

again will force all logic stray.

Seems the parties Red and Blue

have polarized all votes...

let all turn gray and have their say

to keep the Ship of State afloat.

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