Month: December 2020

Just think

For another night at least

By then you never know

The odds may change and

Who knows what the outcome will be

Standby for now

Then be prepared to act

You will know the direction

Beware for there are those

Who will claim you foolish

And attempt to discourage

They are a dime a dozen

You have taken all the caution

As prudent people do

Decision made on fact

There are those who have no clue

Just think about how you feel

Is there peace in your heart?

Are you on even keel, so that

On this path you will not part?

I say with no reservation

You are one of a few

Marching to music of your own

As most wise men do

Stanski

December 13, 2020 ^

Now they’re gone

What does it matter?

They had their say

You heard their chatter

Their influence like vapor

Evaporation of the power

Coolly leaving behind

Just a few with sorrow

Who were the affected?

How deep the furrow?

Myth becomes truth

Legend imitates a tower

Soon the meaning is gone

If it ever was there

The memory is lost

Who would really care?

The block of life that counts

Is not the cornerstone

But the love in every brick

And how it was shown

Affected every soul it touched

In a quiet sort of way

Not worrying about tomorrow

Living for today

How it manifested thanks

For the precious gift of being

Gave back a hundred-fold

Before the final leaving

Now the score is in

Tainted with irregularity and fraud

The wolves out voted the lambs

The deception was broad

Truth was set aside

Evil had i’s way, but

The Maker is waiting

And will have the last say

Stanski

December 12, 2020 ^

The evening hour has always been

A time of quiet peace

The work day is over

School and playtime finished

Then to relax before dinner

This time of year it is dark

The wind blowing and vicious

A good chance that people feel ornery

There are things to do but no energy

Dinner drags on and then the cleanup

There is no news to listen to

Most journalists have taken their final bow

All you hear is negative

There is no joy or motive to be happy

Exceptions are always existing

People of faith have someone to go to

He is a constant companion in their lives

The dreariness is less profound

There is even optimism

Some review the day’s accomplishments

They look forward for tomorrow

There is excitement as they ponder

These dark days and evenings will pass

There is always a silver lining

It is an ill wind that brings no good

The lagers are eager to find fault

Excuses are not hard to come by

Failure is recognized as there is always tomorrow

But the world keeps turning

We must keep pace; keep taking the steps

What drives one and not the other?

A question as old as mankind

We are free to choose our path

Some are bound to fail

They took the wrong path or didn’t care

Normally someone will bail them out

They will get by, usually on someone else’s dime

Maybe things will change

Energy and motivation will return

The evenings will be lighter and merrier

That’s all we can hope for

Stanski

December 10, 2020 ^

December 10, 2020 ^

At five in the morning the sun was just giving us a little light,

but at eight the southern sky was alive with a blaze of golden,

pink, orange and fuchsia resembling a gentle, lovely sunset. 

I know the red sky in the morning warning,

but I hope this isn’t what you would call red. 

We shall see as the day progresses and

I will leave the reader in wonder as

I am not equipped to do up to the hour weather reports. 

Yesterday we had a snarly, cold, bone chilling day. 

There was no snow, but beauty was found in

the rippling streams of the creeks heading into the lake. 

Beauty is always there.  You just have to

look for it on certain days. 

Normally, it is given to us in abundance. 

This has been an awkward year with so

many events and holidays cancelled by those in power. 

They send out proclamations telling us

what we already know and they threaten us

with a fine or jail time, although some prisoners

have been released to keep them safe from the Covid-19 virus. 

So a rapist goes free and I get jailed for eating

in a diner without my mask on. 

Many doctors say the mask does no good,

except it makes you feel better and

as far as social distancing goes,

six feet is not enough as the virus

floats for at least thirty meters. 

Christmas is only fifteen days away and

Santa Claus is offered to the children in

a plastic suit with built-in facial covering

and can only whisper ho, ho, ho.  It is surreal. 

Many were taken away by other conditions

but their deaths were labeled Comid-19. 

No one is eager to see a loved one leave,

but it is inevitable and Covid takes the rap.

We feel bad because we were kept from seeing them

Government works that way, taking away our freedoms

They do it by fiat and it has no legal standing

They are cold and bone-chilling in their sentiment

It is eight-thirty and the sky has lost all color except gray

I don’t know if that is a good or bad omen

We shall see and in the meantime stay safe

Stanski

December 10, 2020 ^

I woke up.   It was dark. 4:20 A.M.

I went to the kitchen for a drink.

I saw my pad and began to write

Our country is in a fight.  Almost

Equal: left and right.  An election

Should sort things out, if only

It were conducted fairly.  The fake

News takes the side of the left.

They have been carrying their

Water for a long time.  They are,

You might say, an extension of the

Democratic Party.  They have been

On the back of President Trump

Since before he was elected, still

He accomplished more for the

Good of this country than any

President we can remember.  The

Press does not acknowledge this.

It even condemns him for his deeds.

Pennsylvania committed many

Frauds in this past election.  When

Presented to the Supreme Court

They refuse to hear arguments.

The Attorney General of Texas sues four

States who have violated their own laws.

He is joined by the Louisiana A.G.

They have a solid case and take it

Directly to the Supreme Court.

We now wait.  It turned down, we

Will have the Senate runoff election

In Georgia in January.  If the Republicans

Win they will keep control of the Senate.

This will be our last hope to keep

Chuck Schumer from changing America

As we know it today.  He has promised

To pack the Supreme Court and make

States out of Washington D.C. and

Puerto Rico.  He has broadcast his

Intentions:  First we take Georgia

Then we change America.  This is not

Good.  The Democratic Party is not

The Party of John F. Kennedy any more.

It is the party of Marxist Socialists.  Its

Members have been asleep at the switch.

While they have been sleeping, they have

Slowly been taken over by those who wish

To take the country over and make

It part of a global network.  We are

Or were the last beacon of hope for

Those who longed for freedom.  We have

A system of Immigration which works, but

Illegal immigrants have given Immigration a

Bad name.  Soon our country will become

The banana Republics they tried to

Escape from.  They will be equal to

Everyone else.  Equal in misery.  The

Great plan of the left will eventually

Fail.  We will have a second revolution

When we realize how good we used

To have it.  Let us hope it doesn’t

Come to that.  We are presently a

Great nation but a few bad actors

Have slowly transformed us and

Stolen our liberties little by little.

If the Right wins in Georgia we can

Continue to work on draining the swamp

That day cannot come soon enough.

Stanski

December 9, 2020 ^

To say that it was cold was to say the obvious. 

To say bone chilling, damp, cold brought emphasis. 

The sky was cloudy with gray, sinister looking clouds. 

I passed the cemetery alongside of the highway. 

It looked forlorn and abandoned and almost forgotten. 

There was a blue pickup truck parked,

but I could see no people. 

It was not the kind of day you would want to visit

the grave of a loved one. 

I traveled on to the east. 

All the usual wispy growth

had turned from green to a wheat color. 

It would not be harvested. 

The wind was blowing hard enough

to bend it as if flattening it

for the snow to lay upon. 

That season is near and

the bleakness of the day did not

put you in the mood for a storm. 

It is early in December

and not officially winter. 

Still there was beauty, although

you had to look a little harder for it. 

Nature may disappoint at times but

always gives us some taste of beauty. 

We can be thankful for that, but

also have hopes that the dark season

will not last for seemingly what

feels like forever.  I always pray

for a beautiful fall season,

a short brisk winter, and an early spring. 

It is an annual prediction and I also claim that

there will be no snow before its time. 

Sometimes my dreams become true and

I hope that is the case this year. 

Today, however, is not a good sign,

but it is only one day. 

I have great hopes for tomorrow.

Stanski

December 8, 2020 ^

How do we gain relief?

When we have no power

Living in disbelief

In the midst of so much sorrow

What is there left

To help us the bereft

A petition to your King

Has that request been mentioned?

He hears our voices ring

We have His attention

We put it in His hand

The outcome will be grand

What is there to muster?

Meaningful to Him

What can add to His luster?

More than just a whim

Set aside a day for praise

And on it let our voices raise

Stanski

December 7, 2020 ^

This is America. 

I saw the eagle fly. 

The sky was clear and blue. 

Still I am a saddened man.

We are a divided nation. 

Those of truth and those of denial. 

We are joined at the hip. 

Cannot get away from each other. 

The deniers are smug and outspoken. 

Those knowing those truth are hopeful. 

They put up with the talking the loudest,

usually saying nothing of importance

except listen to me. 

It is a huge shame that many do. 

They are the fault finders and

find themselves willing to go along with fraud

even knowing the long term consequences. 

They listened to politicians on “their side”. 

They heard the promise of higher taxes,

increased regulations, reduced military

and in a nutshell Marxist Socialism. 

The promise of it all had no negative effect

because it was their team making the proclamations.

If the outcome as we have heard it up to now remains

and all the evidence of fraud is ignored,

then those of truth had better pray that

the outcome of the senatorial races in Georgia goes to

the right so there will be some check and balance in congress. 

We do not want a packed Supreme Court nor

the regulations and tax increased as promised. 

We do not want open borders

with free everything given to the illegals

We do not want China and Iran to outmaneuver us

as they have done for the last several years until

the Trump Administration put and is putting an end to it. 

The left may have its day and its proclaimers will be happy

until that day finally comes when we are all living in equal misery. 

Then the truth may become evident to them

The eagle will be flying in circles until that day comes.

Stanski

December 6, 2020 ^

Music is playing

I am writing

News max is on TV

My mind slows down

I think of the songs

The styles of the artists

They do a great job

I hear the fraud exposures

Hundreds of witnesses

Swearing to the truth

Under the penalty of perjury

I wonder where it’s going

“I’m Your Man” is sung

In a Leonard Cohen style

But as Clinton said

Close, but no cigar

Thinking about the world

I get a sinking feeling

How does all the corruption

Exist to the extent it does?

The need for power

Dictators love to control

The music is soft and soothing, but

Deep down I have a sick stomach

I do not feel secure

With the possibility

That our country can

Survive under socialism

Governors are learning

Because of Covid-19

That fiats are useful

In controlling people

Violators are jailed or fined

While criminals are set free

Because of Covid concerns

They are free to break real laws

The television is turned off

And the CD is finished

I put down my pen

Say a prayer to God

Ask for His guidance

We must preserve the

Last hope for freedom

Stanski

December 5, 2020 ^

The game is played

Who is to question?

If it was said

It must be true

We were told

No one asks

By whom

The straw man

Would be the answer

A typical non-answer

Otherwise known as a lie

Big oil is bad

Wonderful anthem

No one reports

How many own stock

Or the number employed

The taxes paid

Percentage of GNP

No, they are just bad

The straw man speaks

The story goes on

Believers believe

Games are played

We all are the losers

Stanski

December 4, 2020 ^