A WORLD OF BLANKS

I sit here and look at a blank paper

I think of the White House occupier

Who most certainly is a big blank

I ascertain that the congress is blank

There are many things that could be done

Things that should be done to remove

Ourselves from the utter chaos we are in

The blanks will not move on anything worthwhile

The blanks control the occupier and congress

They ignore the open border

They ignore the closed pipelines, exploration

For oil and gas and the fate of soldiers

They watched as the Afghanistan

Withdrawal was bundled and soldiers died

They mishandle the epidemic of the China Virus

They standby as two people die each day

Because they are using drugs contaminated

With fentanyl.  They sit still as gas and

Energy prices double and food costs increase

They do nothing expeditiously which will

Improve the back up of ships loaded

With goods on the West coast.  They

Ignore the shortages of baby food

They ask repeatedly for our money for

Their reelection.  They are condescending

When we do not respond, trying to make

Us feel guilty when they should feel guilty

For not doing their jobs.  They have forgotten

The covenant they make with their constituents

They are begging Communist Countries

To supply us with our energy needs

We were the number one power in the world

Now it is doubtful that we are in the top ten

Our children are learning propaganda

They know the two genders and are

Trying to get a grip on the several

Others which are being proposed

The powers to be blanks are not keeping

Our school safe and lives are being lost

The blanks have allowed our cities to be

Burned and vandalized at will.  When

Will we fill in the blanks?

Stanski

June 5, 2022, ^

A LITTLE TITLE

Everyone can see the letters

Indication of some importance

To the person bearing the code

Registered nurse, Practical nurse

Doctor and a fellow

A Reverend with a Doctorate in Philosophy

You can hear these titles bantered

By others seeking also to attain

The lofted position of authority

All riding on the same train

A train leading to somewhere

Where all will receive their fame

Then back to the real world

Where action speaks louder than words

Those who have no action

Just speak louder, how absurd

A point is made in deference

To the titled one and when given

Their imprimatur becomes the rule of the land

How grand!  Reliance on a title to sustain

What may not be true.  Some wear their titles

Well, but have no clue when it comes to the truth

Where are the champions to point this out to us?

Why get swept into a movement predicated by

One who is a bust.  Reliance on opinions by

The men (and women) with the degrees defies

The need to search for our own truth with lust.

Lies are a dime a dozen and lead us down the drain

Listen to the funeral bells and the mourning and

Know you are in the process of losing your dream.

Stanislaus Kuperski aka Stanski

June 4, 2022, ^

THEY SENT A SPRUCE TREE

I am not a tree hugger, but

I have nothing against trees

I really like them and know

The importance of their being

People get up in arms when

The county announces that

A road is going to be widened

Some trees will have to be

Removed in order to do a

Good job that will last

Outrage occurs, but the trees

Are felled and the road improved

There are still trees on both

Sides of the road and the

Visuals have greatly improved

The trees cut were not the only

Trees and those beyond can

Now be seen.  They look nice,

Are uplifting and all the fuss

Was for nothing.  This is life

I sent a donation to a conservation

Group and they sent me a

Spruce tree to plant to help

Save the earth.  I will be long gone

Before it grows large enough

To add character to my landscape

Or shade to cool in the summer

It was a nice gesture and I will

Find a good place to plant it

In a way that it will not block

The beautiful views but still

Perform its duties as it grows

Just another thing on my list

But it makes me happy

Because I am doing it for my

Own pleasure and not to

Gain the reputation of being

A nice guy who cares about

The chance that climate change,

(It is always changing), will

End life as we know it

Stanski

June 3, 2022, ^

A WORLD I NEVER MADE

The zones: A, B, C, D, E and so on

Each with a few departure gates

Calls for passengers ongoing

All over the airport

Passports not needed

If not leaving the country

There are categories of passengers

Sky priority is one of them, also

Diamond, Gold, and Platinum medallion

Then the zone people; several zones

Isn’t life complicated enough?

People walking in every direction

Pulling their luggage

Hanging on to children

Some have cords in their ears

Others, rings in their noses

Some turn around

Others keep going

Almost a dream

A world I never made

Man rules that make no sense

Overbooked; offer $400.00

Plus a hotel if you wait until tomorrow

An earlier flight to the same place

Had two vacant seats, but

To board you had to pay $70.00

Unless you were in some elite category

That is life at the airport

We are now boarding

All the lame and those needing assistance

Please come forward

And on and on

Stanski

June 3, 2022,^

99 CENTS

Can I tell you something?

I mean no insult

The upper class is what I am

So second-hand

Means not much to me

It doesn’t matter who gives it

Or what it is or even if

It looks good on me or

Only costs 99 cents

Please, take it yourself

I can’t

I hope you understand

Yes, I do

It was the discovery

That was fun

After that

All downhill for me

The packing, shipping

Labeling and posting

A pain maybe royal

So thanks for mentioning

Thank you very much

What I found and selected

Was perfect (in my opinion)

For you.  I was thrilled and

Then you told me that your

People looked down on

Gifts that were not new

You looked me in the eye

When you told me, so I

Just want to say, “Excuse me”

It won’t happen again

By Steve Haarman aka Stanski

June 2, 2022, ^

THE BACK ROAD

The backway was not

The shortest route but

Was quiet and beautiful

In its own way.  Railroad

Tracks ran along the road

And beyond was a marshy

Field that ran into the base

Of a rise that wasn’t mountains

But had the look and feel of

The west but was only high

Hills.  You could hear the

Melody o the land even with

The windows rolled up

No trains were running

Along the side of us but

You could imagine one

With their loud whistle pealing

The day was beautiful with

Sunshine lighting up the field

You had to be happy and

Understand that their

Miracles of the day and

Night and it is important

To know this.  The inland sea

Lay south of the highway

The train tracks went under

The highway and the tracks

Continued for a half-mile

Before turning east

We continued and crossed

The tracks before the train

Arrived.  We could see the

Beautiful lake from there

And it was calm with small

Waves.  One could call it

Another miracle and be

Happy to be alive and

Witnessing all of nature’s gifts

Stanski

June 1, 2022, ^