Saturday, 05 July 2008 20:00
Last Updated on Wednesday, 02 July 2008 05:03
The Starpoet Newsletter
Volume IX, No. XXVII
The heavens were fill with cascading fire
Celebrating our independence
All the candidates said
All the appropriate words
As if their silence
Would be take them
For dispatriot
How fragile is our democracy
How strong our wills
That 232 years later
We are here
Electing our leaders
As if we were
Still in Philadelphia
And General Washington
Just out of sight
In the other room
Lisa Jain Thompson c. 2008 C. E.
Past Independence Day, The Summer Furnace Grows
There is much wisdom in scripture. I do not deny that. Except for the God parts
-- Gene Weingarten
the persistance of failing memory
Two Days ‘Til Morning
When I was young
-- I think I remember –
The Sierras were higher,
The ocean bluer.
And the air only smoky
When the fields were burned.
And now, and now,
And now I don’t know
If the world will survive
For my grandchildren
To grow old.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
after an attack
Major Scale
If a broken back exceeds
An eleven on a scale of ten,
Acid Reflux must be
The closest thing to dying,
Focusing everything on the body,
And challenging the heart
For control of my existence.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
If you play McCain's speeches backwards, you'll hear "I buried Paul ... Revere."
a dash of starpoet
Restart
When the universe begins
Who shall sing its praises?
Who shall count the new stars birth
If everyone has gone?
Would I stay but life’s unfair,
Taking me all to soon
To pile stones against
The final moment
And save heaven’s unlasting glory.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
some time in the future
Protocol
Any moment, any second,
A knock on the door announces
We’re lost, she’s lost,
And never again would I see her,
Kiss her lips,
Feel her arms around me,
Holding me against the night.
The gods shall not console me
When the sea, at last,
Rolls over us.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
Obama's last name was the result of his father listening to Shirley Ellis
sing the Name Game while he filling out immigration papers.
Bama, Bama, bo-bama,
Banana-fana fo-fama
Fee, Fi, mo-mama,
Obama!
the sun going down, I find myself
Twilight Tattoo
The half hour between sunset and darkness,
When the world tinges blue and green shifts to gray,
Placates the summer day, slowly draining the heat.
Above the warm haze, the stars struggle to light,
Filtered by the city glare and the haze of July;
The fires of greatest magnitude squint lazily
Upon the earthbound night.
Daybreak shall find the languid heavens
Rushing to escape the first fingers of tomorrow’s rumors.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
McCain is a practicing septuagenarian.
another night, another storm
Flicker
Lights out tonight,
There’s thunder in the heavens
Rolling out of the Shenandoah
Down upon
North Virginia,
Replacing the glow of incandescents
With a more electrifying display
That unsettles our careful designs
And deconstructs the darkness.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
Obama lived with a white woman for almost 18 years.
after the storm, before the dawn
Quilless
The breeze blows no light on this,
The summer thunder long gone
Along with our electricity.
The paraffin flame casts deep shadows,
Flickers over the pen,
Sending memory scurrying
To Jefferson and Shakespeare
Working on deadline deep into the night,
Producing their declarations
Of individual greatness.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
Barack Obama is John McCain's secret love child
conceived when McCain was on leave in Hawaii in the 60's.
the storm, the dog, the drama
Borderline Collie
Storm passed,
The dog lies dormant,
His unease vanished
With the rain.
Lightning charges him
To full attention,
Defending us both
With careful vigilance
From the Thunder Gods.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
Many people are unware that Obama's mother's name was originally Rosenberg.
She was the daughter of Ethel Rosenberg.
starpoet finish
For the Love of a Good Woman
On to the planets,
On to the stars,
Double our chances
On Mars and beyond.
The fire from the heavens,
The blue from the earth,
Find us a star lane
And a bottom land world
Where children can run
Beneath a bright sun
And catch the north wind
As it rises.
Lisa Jain Thompson
July 2008
John McCain was the primary influence behind the character Walker Texas Ranger.