Showing posts with label housekeeping. Show all posts
Showing posts with label housekeeping. Show all posts

Wednesday, March 07, 2007

Wed 07-Mar-07: By the lake

By the lake

Spring has Sprung,
Here in Lake Woebegone.

Even there, out past O'hare
And do you know that

In D.C., they've banned Court TV?
A new lineup and name, I do forsee.

But in D.C., the Dems try to show restrain
As they see Roberto writhe, and dance in pain.

But, as spring as sprung,
I feel so dumb, 'cause I did not know

That the Brits, made a mock-u-mentary
Of an alternative reality.

Where "43" says, "goodbye cruel world",
And Dicky boy says, "Yes, I rule!"

And our liberties, or what's left of them
Get taken to the cleaners, under his men.

This amazing movie's on DVD right now
But I still just wonder how

That no USA movie rights were sold,
For the movie, "Death of A President", be told.

And I wonder how our rights survive
When censorship is just in overdrive.

A movie with such dramatic pretense missing
From the press, the media, from all events.

Whatever happened to freedom of speech?
Or maybe it's really time to just impeach.

Friday, February 23, 2007

Fri 23-Feb-07: Not Deserving

Not Deserving
I don't deserve to be a parent.
I don't take my kids' fun into consideration.

I want to go back and undo it.
There. Done. Are you happy?

I've gone backwards in time.
I am single, unhappy, and (still) a geek.

Kids? Who needs them?
Too much work. Too many problems.

Reality interferes with all dreams.
No. I guess I am still a parent.

No. I cannot let you have your way;
I am the parent, and what I say, goes.

Saturday, November 11, 2006

Welcome to my poem-a-day

I was listening to WNYC yesterday when I heard Leonard Lopate talking to playwright "Suzan-Lori Parks" (Listen to the interview here) about her huge venture in 2002, when she commited to writing one play a day for 365 days.
For more details about the project go to its home at the Public Theater (in NYC)

Now reality hits. This started 7 months AFTER she was awarded the Pulitzer prize for her previous work.
I am not a playwright, but I think I can attempt to write a poem a day for a year.

Here Goes!
MarkB