May 21, 2010
by jhon baker
There are still wars being fought. I think a lot of us have forgotten somehow. I am anti-war and a practitioner of non-violence. Yes, I have a fine collection of guns and I love to shoot them, I never said I was a liberal or a conservative. Simply I never said. But today I think of war – our wars, Obama’s wars, they were Cowboy’s but now they are Obama’s.
Maybe we should reach out and shake up a few people and remind them that our people are being killed and that our people are killing their people. two peoples fighting one another for kings that have some disagreement. I think we ought to bring back fist fighting as a way to solve the conflicts. Less death this way.
War. War. War. Why did we stop having our leaders lead the troops into battle?
Thought tonight on War Consciousness
It’s War,
do you accept
without question
what do you offer
your children
loyalty
do you accept
without agenda
believe
offer prayers
money
market share
retirement
It’s War.
do you accept
cold
inhospitable
non-responsive
indispensable propaganda
it’s war,
do you accept.
without question
without agenda
this that we offer
can only be as now here
do you accept
without question.
– Hoc Scripsi
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May 20, 2010
by jhon baker
susurrous inharmonious voices playing
on in our heads obfuscating true thought.
no alleviation but pressing pressing pressing and
drinking to augment the medication;
an ill-advised admixture.
sudden, jarring, unholy loud; eyes open
heart thump-ump, thump-ump
really going going going
fear sweat wetting hair and night clothes
body shivers from light breezes.
awake,
light low.
powder burns on fingers,
feet cold and uncovered.
a short green blanket.
– Hoc Scripsi
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May 20, 2010
by jhon baker
befuddled and stuck in this mire of wordlessness – or words that do not want to connect coherently in the best order. At this point I know that I am making too much of it and need to stop thinking about this estrangement from the muse.
This started with the composition of an excessively verbose poem – far too heavy handed but it doesn’t want to get rewritten – I mean what I said and it sucks, or at least caused this ripple of drought to infect my very being. It’s dramatic and drastic without being dynamic or interesting.
but here it is anyway and I am only putting it out there because I need to either own it or shoot it. Possibly both.
not titled yet
susurrous dissonance playing on in our heads through
voices obfuscating true thought.
no action, reaction; no alleviation but pressing pressing pressing and
drinking to augment the medication, an ill-advised admixture.
sudden cessesation and eyes open
heart thump bump thump bump
really going on and on and on
fear sweat wetting hair and outer shirt
body shivers from breezes.
awake
light low.
powder burns and night now.
feet cold and uncovered by a short
green blanket.
– Hoc Scripsi
next week this goes to the range for a few holes in it to see if that offers the proper way in.
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May 19, 2010
by jhon baker
I have decided that today is going to be a day off from the blog – no slings or arrows, no tempting a sea of troubles – since I am in a creative drought anyway I might as well take advantage of it and go to the range then mow the lawn.
have a spectacular spectacular day.
with much affection,
Jhon Baker
later, after range and lawn.
my mood waxes and wanes with the day and I find myself in a similar melancholic swing as has been plaguing me as of late.
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 