Saturday, May 30, 2020

Earth's Revenge

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES


Earth’s Revenge

I’ve always sneered at people
Who assign human emotions
To inanimate things

A planet has no feelings
Its actions have no motive

It is it does that’s all there is
But consider this: 

All systems have defense mechanisms
The human body has antibodies
It employs in the destruction
Of viral enemies
Every society develops herd immunity
Antibodies on a grand scale

A planet is a system too
A contained system of great complexity
A system under constant attack
By the human species
A grand civilization dedicated
To destroying ecosystems
Threatening the health and balance
Of the whole

What if we are the virus?
What if the virus is the antibody?
The earth’s defense against us

Now it begins to make sense




Friday, May 29, 2020

The Fever

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The Fever

Like a phantom in the depth of night
It creeps up on you
Taps you on the shoulder
Takes a bite

You wonder at the sudden chill
The sweat that crawls over you
Like a swarm of microscopic things
Like the warning you never saw
Before it was past too late

You’ve heard that taste and smell
Are dulled by the viral beast

You sniff the air
Nothing
Sniff the sheet

Fear grips you from the inside
Leaves you paralyzed
Staring like a fool
Into faraway empty skies

You don’t rush to the kitchen
You don’t take the test tonight
What if?  What if?

You wait
You take your time
You think
You prepare your mind

Eyes wide shut
Brain closed tight
Tension builds till morning light

Coffee never tasted so sweet




Thursday, May 28, 2020

The Fire

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The Fire

A flame sparks in the east
Wuhan
And the president said
Not a problem buy some bread

Sparks burst into flames
Seattle
And the president said
Go back to sleep nobody’s dead

Flames erupt into fire
New York
And the president declared
Blame Obama if you’re running scared

Wildfire spread across the land
Detroit Chicago New Orleans
And the president fumed
Not my fault if we’re all doomed

Out of control raging fire
And the president steamed
Wake up wake up! it’s only a dream


Wednesday, May 27, 2020

Earth Abides

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Earth Abides

The sound of robins singing
In the clear fresh air of spring
Births memories of simpler times
When we were free to breathe

The earth abides

We are but a whisper
Lost in a dream
And I am but a dreamer
Drifting with the breeze

To wolves and coyotes
To the rattlesnake and crow
The days of wonder have arrived
The day the humans stayed home

We were the stewards of this earth
But we failed to hold the line
Now we face the woeful consequence
Of pretending we’re divine

The earth abides
The sun still shines
Life blooms wildlife thrives
As we await the waning tide

Tuesday, May 26, 2020

Lost Souls

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Lost Souls

Wandering without direction
Faces drawn in thin lines
Gaunt shallow undefined
Echoes of emotion
Hollow

They stand where people used to be
They take our places in line
They walk in our paces
Unseeing eyes
Blind

Who are these lost souls? 
Were they ever alive? 

Did they speak in our voices?
Were we of the same tribe? 

Pray for the lost
Pray we will find
Meaning purpose devotion
Give us back our lives
 



Monday, May 25, 2020

Inward

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Inward

Eyes turn inward
Gaze turns back

Scattered images attack
My inner consciousness
Like a flickering strobe

A kid from Nashville who thanked me
With a Yankees shirt and a wry grin
A ride on the Staten Island Ferry
To the shining statue of hope
A woman on the road in Chicago
Who slipped me a twenty on the sly
A ride from hell in the Shenandoah Valley
A whisper in a crowded auditorium

Eyes turn inward
Gaze turns back

So many fleeting memories
Floating in and out of mind
Is this the fluff and stuff of dreams
Or the darkness gaining hold?


Sunday, May 24, 2020

Misinformation Kills

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Misinformation Kills

In normal times telling lies
To promote your cause
Is par for the course
Like clouds in the sky
As easy as pie

In normal times no one cares
A page in the book
A glance not a look
A walk not a ride
We brush it aside

But these are not normal times
The stakes are too high
Someone might die
So say what you will
Misinformation kills