Mere Stickers / Masks Trigger Right


Hey everybody, let’s all set a spell to spell out the prob; i.e., call out a particular, peculiar, persnickety, pissed off x-prez’s pernicious plot to promote propaganda that’ll prop up the programming of his patsies.

Wow, there’s so much “P” in that lead paragraph, perhaps, we should go the urinalysis route?

Anyway, we are speaking of that palavering putz who’s prone to preen before his boudoir vanity’s luridly illuminated looking glass; i.e., the distorting carnival mirror situated dead-center within his very own, self-made, mucked up multiverse.

Yep, ever since Election Day / Night 2020, that has-been has been fabricating fake news, which (as I type and you read these words) is still persuading his pawns, puppets and pigeons to go-off-the-deep end; to giddily take the plunge into his disgusting, dystopian cesspool.

Q: So, what’s the more sensible bystander to do?

A: Well, for starters, we must better understand how our persevering (albeit precariously) hinges upon presenting / prolonging our own low profiles.

Q: How low must we go?

A: In actuality, we’ll be going the high road route. Unless we’re “reading” the duped as hardcore, powder kegs, simply humoring simpletons can work wonders.

Q: How so?

A: Be aware of the visuals which, typically, trigger their rage.

Q: Such as?

A: Stunningly, it’s oft the teensy tiniest of issues; the type that require only easy-peasy remedial actions; to flesh all that out…

PROBLEM #1: This encompasses Donny’s ongoing Big Lie; i.e., his barren of all evidence, sorry-ass allegations that absentee ballots led to widespread voter fraud; thereby denying him reelection. His not being (unconstitutionally) reinstated as prez can only further upset them.

SOLUTION #1: We must never revel in American Democracy; i.e., don our “I Voted” and “I Voted Absentee Ballot” lapel stickers to remind Donny’s dense devotees that Democrat Joe Biden, fair and square, won the presidency.

PROBLEM #2: Those of us who are still wearing our pandemic masks to help save the lives of our world’s billions of still unvaxxed souls (btw, be we vaxxed or unvaxxed, we can still shed and spread the coronavirus and its variants).

SOLUTION #2: It’d behoove us all to to brush up on our self-depricating humor. Let’s say that a forever Trumper goes ballistic. We should trot out our own Big Lie such as this one-liner:

  • Hey, I’m simply beautifying America by not exposing my ugly mug.

If that one falls flat on its face, try uttering this utter nonsense.

  • Hey, you gotta agree that masks make it tougher for dem damn Dems to identify us.


Stay Publicly / Properly Masked!
Stay Safe at Home!
Stay Healthy!









Life’s Sounds, Sights & Scents

Not too long ago, slow loading websites involved a time-out… mine. I stood up from behind my desk for a much-needed stretch… accompanied by my inevitable yawn and barely audible, exhaled “ahh”. While feeling the comforting, shifting of my vertebrae, I realized it was time to detangle myself from “The Web”.

Wandering over to my window, I immediately noticed the dazzling rays of dawn’s early sunlight… how those beams were causing a dew dropped, flowering shrub to sparkle and glisten. Truly a lovely sight to behold all in itself… but that was merely Ma Nature’s warm up act.

As Her next scene opened… a hovering hummingbird appeared center stage… flitting from blossom to blossom… gathering the nectar for her morning repast. I marveled at her delicate features and diminutive physique… the blur and subtle whirring of her wings.

This feathered aviatrix had reopened my eyes… reminded me how admiring natural wonders isn’t really all that new to me. She inspired my poem to showcase Ma Nature’s grand performances… the very sounds, sights and scents, which have meant so much to me throughout my life.

A wealth of Ma Nature’s sounds, sights and scents is there for everyone’s enjoyment… all free for the taking. Try not to be too busy to notice these wonders… many are easily drowned out by our manmade din… rapidly disappear in the blink of an eye… speedily disperse into thin air.



Chipmunks chirp out bird impressions,

Paired morning doves coo love professions.

Geese honk and fly V-shaped arrays,

Ducks quack out, float communiqués.

Birds’ dawn-dusk venues, woods, treed streets,

Orchestral movements, caws, peeps, tweets.


Birdcalls, babbling brooks, blend, mix,

To flower blooms, buzzed bees affix.

One-chord cricket songs, serene,

June beetles ping, each widow’s screen.

Winds rustle tree leaves, clinging vines,

Make whooshing sounds, through stately pines.


Each thunder rumble, boom, clap, crash,

Downpours pool, the raindrops splash,

Fall, winter gales, numb summer heat,

Fallen leaves, snows crunch, beneath our feet.

Dusk’s shadows descend, still the land,

Night’s embracing hush, doth chill, expand.



The pallet of sunrise, boasts a blended hue,

Glistens spider spun webs, all beaded in dew.

Hopping rabbits drop by, feast on lush green clover,

Swallowtails, Monarchs flit, both float by, fly over.

Red-orange-yellow sunsets, become dusky skies,

Next, luminesced flickers, pale glows, fireflies.


Night’s lightening doth fork, cloud-to-cloud, sky-to-ground,

Bolts strike where they please, to startle, astound.

But not to be outdone, daylight’s adlib show,

Presents a full spectrum, ROY G. BIV’s arced rainbow.

Ma Nature paints leaves, Her full-time fall showing,

Feathered flakiness next, Her wintertime snowing.


Connect the dots patterns, grace our starlit skies,

Orion’s Nebula, Pleiades, please our naked eyes,

As do the five planets, grouped, at times, two or more,

Clouds dance with the Moon, in phases all four.

Scopes enlarge Lunar craters, the Martian icecap,

Moons of huge Jupiter, Saturn’s Cassini ringed gap.



Freshly mown grass, frees-up nose friendly fumes,

As doth month of May’s bouquet, of lilacs’ full blooms.

Summertime rainstorms, doth freshen our air,

Lightning sparks scented ozone, to aid in skincare.

Also pleasing, as well, is sea saltwater spray,

The shady woods’ earthiness, as we walk life’s pathway.