Penned Resistance

Penned Resistance is poetic ink urging us to thInk about what is happening to us, to the U.S., to the world, and all that whirls around and inside us. To thInk as our true selves is to resist the forces that seek to occupy or control our thoughts . . . as an individual, a citizen, a man, a woman, a human, a Yeti.

Penned ink to thInk is a link to our primordial freedom ... our freedom to be who we truly are. Let it ring.

February 20, 2024 Hearing the hopes for Men of Liberty

pour all over u.s., tears roll over the treason to us
cables connect to the betrayal of u.s.
when it pours our reign becomes clearer to all of us
from 13 colonies to over 100 bases around the world
our shot....., now drones uncontrolled
we patrol from seas to skies for liberty, no, security

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The Conforming Machinery

The “Air Loom Gang” of one man “insane”

cries out “Traitor” in the Parliament of the late
eighteenth century of London’s Enlightenment and change to
a reason he came to see meant a rationality
to a reality weave without spirituality
so he off to Bethlem sent and the Empire overseers
off to overseas bedlam for gory glory to fill their chests
with war and greed

His gang of seven sees today’s G-7
what he and the coming Luddites of cottage industry saw
was the insanity of looming control
the polarizing Industrial Revolution dividing the “Common Grounds”
became the Enclosure Movement
the waking threads of dread the breaking through of the Big Loom
workers moved into factories
men of have conform the men of have not
the conforming machinery
the tiered housing of man and animal

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Anniversary to marriage

service to loving to living
friendships berth in a port of recalling
born in water
falling in the pool of reflection

Sees a coming together
a met into a symphony a harmony
a cove of ceremony hallow hears
in celebration

Too become one closer to the beginning
togetherness raises aware
merry is the creek rising above separateness

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beauty’s birth
every day rises with the sun
to align with the hilltops first to see the rays
ways to fill the canyons with the depth of delight

She alights the sage in the desert plains
then the rains drop the flower petals
to ground the soil to souls shown sunflowers
her smile

Filling the slightest of life’s corners
with an encirclement spiraling out
creeks into streams rivers dream
in flow salmon rise the rapids
ripples whirl in curvature
beauty’s birth


From a Musket to Must Get

The extraterrestrials have landed and we invade

for iridium titanium
for the shining sea now sees their landing
a port of call for our security oh Tripoli
just say Haiti Afghanistan or any land um um lithium
summons the documented aliens of U.S. Army Marines overseas
cross borders on orders it’s a job but to rob
the well war worn course for
extraterrestrial rare earth gems

Those them
the menu of old gold silver and lying for oil
now gushes towards a New World Order for extractables
just hope a past asteroid didn’t land on your land
or our Homeland to feel safe has no fail safe

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