words of a people aligned in their perfect order
My heart is broken.
the post office doesn’t deliver to heaven.
and you’ve crossed the bridge
and are going home
——–
this is my star.
bewildered,
hanging down
our heads
this is my star.
this is my star,
vainly wishing and
wishing on planets
and suns
this is my star.
on bended knees
with clenching fists
praying or raging at your
Christian God
this is my star,
to wonder and
wonder and
wonder,
this is my star.
– Hoc Scripsi
“A well regulated Militia, being necessary to the security of a free State, This phrase is a dependent clause in the sentence. and as such can be removed without changing the meaning of the sentence. Just as in this example: Like most girls, Ellen plays with dolls.”
You may shriek all you wish, but the grammatical fact remains that the right of the people to keep and bear arms is independent of the dependent clause. “People” means exactly what it does in the First, Fourth and Tenth Amendments.
Your understanding of American History is flawed as well. The event that finally sparked the American Revolution was the attempted seizure of an ‘armory’ of guns and powder held by the state militia at Lexington. Like your modern day totalitarians, the Brits wanted to collect the guns and ammo to prevent freedom.
I make no corrections or additions of my own to the above anon statement, but simply like what I had found.
Dear Jhon,
It has come to our attention that you have not been keeping up on your blog. The one that over a year ago you vowed to keep up nearly daily, the platitudes of willful resemblance. I can only hope that you recall the blog that I am talking about. After thorough research we have found that you have not been writing at another blog or moonlighting with a clandestine blog, so the short of it is – what have you been doing with this so called poetry blog lately?
signed,
all the readers you lost due to your inability to continue writing something here on a daily basis – not like it’s hard mind you – just something.
Dear Reader,
I’ve been busy writing and breathing, AKA – the only two things I do well by any measure – although, I’ve taken up smoking again so I am not so sure on the breathing part.
I realize that some of you have been clawing at the walls for more poetry and I assure that the previous posts poem isn’t an anomaly as of late – I have been writing and coming up with new things to compose – only I haven’t wanted to share here – I want to share through other publications so my energy has been placed there.
yours, Jhon
the platitudes of willful resemblance 