Collective Unconscious

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Collective Unconscious

 

(for Carl Jung)

 

That which connects us all

Making the many one

From the most remote tribe in the Amazon

To the high church in Rome

From the oldest temple of Buddha

To the Anastasi cave dwellings

The trinity within the trinity without

The mother the father the great spirit

The father the mother the holy ghost

The past the present the future

The mother the father the child

That which connects each of us

And from the multitudes makes one

In the deepest folds of our unconscious mind

That which binds us to the ancestors

That which links us to our successors

That which hurls us into an unknown

Future with eyes wide shut

The conscious the unconscious the subconscious

The dream the nightmare the waking world

The day the night and twilight

Life death and in between

Our desired needs and possessions

The imagined the perceived the real

The mind the body the heart

The pillars of life faith and art

We are all what we are as all

We are all what we are as one

Foreboding

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Foreboding

 

You can hear it in the wind

Whispering through the trees

Down the alleys

Through the streets

A gently calling breeze

 

You can feel it in the blood

Coursing through your veins

In the bones

In the marrow

In the air before it rains

 

You can see it in the faces

Of the people on the streets

In their smiles

In their laughter

In everyone you meet

 

You can sense it in the forest

Where the creatures run away

In the hunters

In the hunted

A haunting sense of dismay

 

You observe it in the sky

An enduring sense of sorrow

Darker blues

Deeper clouds

A striking fear of no tomorrow

 

Massacre in Myanmar

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL DEMOCRACY

Massacre in Myanmar

 

In the land once known as Burma

Killing protesters is a sport

Shoot them down like rabid dogs

Violence as a first resort

 

It’s a land of military rule

Democracy is overturned

They say it’s for the good of all

But here’s a lesson we’ve all learned:

The people never benefit

When the ballot box is burned

 

No one wants despotic rule

No one yearns for subjugation

The people rise and rise again

To keep a democratic nation

 

Once again the usual suspects

Line up to praise oppression

Russia China Pakistan

Dictatorships are in session

 

The violence is a given

The blood is on your hands

Listen to your people

Give in to their demands

 

The Ringed Women (Play Series)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: PLAY SERIES

The Ringed Women (Play Series) 

 

Ringed women of the forbidden forest

The numbers four and seven

Earth wind rain and fire

A place next door to heaven

 

Our hero must survive the test

For seven days and seven nights

He cannot sleep he cannot rest

Till he completes the seven rites

 

In the end he will succeed

By remaining just and true

When he meets the one he loves

He knows what he must do

 

The two are joined together

An enemy to kill

Freedom reigns throughout the land

The prophecy fulfilled

 

(Aphrodite House and Other Plays

By Jack Random)

Putin the Killer

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

 

Putin the Killer

 

Old Joe Biden tells it like it is

A cold and ruthless killer

Murder is his biz

 

Putin rants and raves

A child’s little ditty

I know you are but what am I?

Isn’t it a pity?

 

You got away with every crime

For four pathetic years

Now it’s time to pay the piper

For all the pain and tears

 

Your act has gotten old

You’re not fooling anyone

You ought to be in prison

For the beastly things you’ve done

 

So take your toys and go away

We’ve tired of your face

No one would shed a tear

If you vanished without a trace

 

Walk into a Dream

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

Walk into a Dream

 

I once knew a working man

Who labored hard for forty years

Married a sturdy woman

Raised three fine kids

And hardly knew their names

He hiked into the woods one day

The next he was never seen

He did not die says I

He walked into his dream

 

I knew a woman of great beauty

Who lived a life of leisure

She gave her days to comfort

And gave her nights to pleasure

She had a child and married

A man of sufficient means

She breathed her last in a sigh

And walked into her dream

 

We live a million lives at once

And never know what’s real

We learn what’s right and wrong

What to think and what to feel

We seek adventures when we can

We work when it’s expected

Comes a time we take a stand

And hope that we’re respected

In the end we always wonder

Is this what it all means?

We do not die says I

We walk into our dreams

 

The Old Oak

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: LIFE SONGS

 

The Old Oak

 

They still call it a live oak

Though it is clearly dying

Its naked arms reach outward

In all seven directions

People have supported it with

Thick wires of steel that

Make it seem invented

A work of human hands

Though it is clearly one of nature’s

Most magnificent creations

One of the tallest order

It has witnessed the best and

Worst of humankind

It has watched the parade of

Style and always changing fashion

It has laughed at human folly

It has roared at human error

It has shed its leaves

Over centuries of toil

It has seen the river break

Over its earthen banks and

Swallow the land beneath

It has stood its ground and

Steadied all around it

A home to hawks and eagles

A perch for crows and jays

A playground for squirrels

A refuge for creatures great and

Small and bountiful as nature

It tires of the mystery now and

Yearns for the peace of solitude

A shadow of its former glory

It is time to let go sleep and

Rise in live oak dreams

Dangerous Words (On Tyranny)

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: ON TYRANNY

 

Dangerous Words

 

Beware cries of terrorism

Be they real or imagined

For what soothes the heart today

Can turn on you tomorrow

 

The attack of September 11

Became the endless wars in Iraq

Afghanistan and Yemen

 

Beware the word extremist

For though it may seem true

When it comes to them

Soon enough it turns to you

 

Beware the term exception

We should learn this one in school

For what once was an exception

Can easily become the rule

 

Words often have double meaning

And can pack a lot of power

They can steal away our rights

Before democracy can flower

 

Superiority

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: EQUAL RIGHTS

Superiority

 

To feel superior to someone else

Seems a basic human need

Like jealousy and hunger

Like avarice and greed

 

In America we are equal

It says so in our creed

But it only takes a single slight

To plant an evil seed

 

We divide ourselves by color

And again by our beliefs

When a horrid crime takes a life

We divide ourselves by grief

 

Everyone feels better than

And everyone feels worse

It’s the state of our humanity

It’s civilization’s evil curse

 

The time will come to start again

To change the way we think

With all the problems confronting us

We stand together or we will sink

 

 

The Anti-Vax Movement

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

The Anti-Vax Movement

 

How have we gone so wrong?

 

It was the virus against humanity

Now it’s us against them (again)

The sane against insanity

In a war we cannot win

 

Everything is politics

Even the rain is politics

Hotdogs and apple pie

Sweat on a summer day

The way the crows fly

A random tweet

A message from our college days

Our favorite films

Our favorite bands

A jazz refrain

 

Everything is politics these days

 

So we cannot be surprised

When the GOP takes sides

With the virus against vaccines

We’d rather burst at the seams

Before admitting we were wrong

We were foolish all along

 

We were winning this deadly fight

Return to normal within our sight

But now it moves away

The anti-vaxxers have their day

 

They are marching in London

They are marching in Berlin

They march for the virus

To claim its toll again

 

Hear the bells

Hear them ring

Hear the dead

For whom they sing

Confronting China (Confronting Us)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: GLOBAL POLITICS

Confronting China (Confronting Us) *

 

No one wants a war with China                           

SO YOU WANT A WAR?

But we must stand for democracy 

YOUR DEMOCRACY IS A JOKE

Your actions in Hong Kong alone 

STAY OUT OF OUR BACK YARD

Are an affront to human dignity   

STAY HIGH AND HAVE A COKE

 

Of course we want to get along

WE HAVE GIVEN YOU OUR FRIENDSHIP

With all nations weak and strong

YET YOU RESENT OUR STRENGTH

But our best allies cannot be                               

WE HAVE GIVEN YOU RESPECT

Authoritarian autocracies 

BUT IT HAS REACHED ITS LENGTH

 

Mass incarceration denial of rights

SUPPRESSION OF MASS PROTEST

We must be adversaries in this fight

YOU DENY YOUR OWN

We must oppose oppressive laws

YOUR FREEDOMS ARE SHRINKING

For we support the people’s cause

OUR FREEDOMS HAVE GROWN

 

Free trade came at too great a cost

OPEN TRADE BENEFITS ALL

Corporations won but workers lost

CORPORATIONS MADE A KILLING

You make your profits on the backs of labor

CONSUMERS GOT CHEAP GOODS

You have not been a good global neighbor

CEO’S FOUND IT THRILLING

 

This crooked game has gone too long

WHY CHANGE WHEN ALL IS WELL?

The time has come to end this wrong

WHY STOP WHEN BEFORE ITS DONE?

For while we have our share of blame

THE PARTY IS GETTING STARTED

Your barbaric crimes put ours to shame

THE GAIN IS ZERO SUM

 

* The multi-voice poem is an innovation by poet Jack Foley

International Connections (On Tyranny)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: ON TYRANNY

International Connections

 

We are not alone in the world

What happens in Ukraine

Can foreshadow what happens here

As it did when Putin unleashed

His propaganda machine in Kiev

 

The year was twenty thirteen

Putin ran a puppet regime

Enlisting his team of paid hackers

Like a virulent stream of trackers

To flood Ukraine with misinformation

False and misleading accusations

But the local press responded quickly

And Putin’s lackies shriveled sickly

Shot down at every turn

Had we been listening

We should have learned

What happened to them

Would happen to us

Our democracy tossed

Under the bus

 

In this world we are not alone

We are all in this together

If we form a solid free alliance

There is no storm we cannot weather

 

Common Cause (On Tyranny)

 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: ON TYRANNY

Common Cause

 

A difference between democracies

And authoritarian nations

One has only the government

The other has civil organizations

 

We may grow tired of solicitude

We have only so much to give

But organizations that serve the cause

Will enhance the lives we live

 

Find a cause that feeds your soul

Be as generous as you are able

When it all comes to a head

You’ll have a place at the table

 

If you cannot give your money

Perhaps you can give time

We are so much stronger together

Your hands linked to mine

 

The Third Wave (Return of the Zombies)

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES

 

Third Wave (Return of the Zombies)

 

It is shutting down Italy

As it sweeps from east to west

They opened up too early

Now they face another test

 

And it’s batten down the hatches boys

The storm is on its way

The virus is determined

To find a home and stay

 

The second wave was deadly

The third is deadlier still

Its mutations are evolving

To find new ways to kill

 

So take your cover now

Don’t wait for that fateful day

The more we are prepared

The less we’ll have to pay

 

Turn back from all the naysayers

And look them in the eye

You may say what you will sir

It is not my day to die

 

Remember

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR:  LIFE SONGS

 

Remember

 

We remember in our hearts

We remember in our bones

We remember in the words we choose

We remember in the choices we make

We remember in each step we take

 

I cannot help but wonder

What others may remember

A hundred years from now

 

Will they remember your smile

Preserved in an ancient image

Reflected in a loved one’s phrase

Captured on a poet’s page

 

Will they remember your love

And how you gave it so freely

Will they remember your generosity

Will they remember your empathy

 

Will your spirit still exist

In the consciousness of others

Will they rise to your memory

And raise a toast to your living soul

 

I believe they will remember

Though they may not have a name

For that strange sense of wonder

That lifts us from our shame

 

For we live forever

Not only in the heart and mind

But in the air the trees the soil

The misty ocean and the tides

 

I will remember you

As I hope you remember me

For time is but an illusion

In a vast and endless sea