Category Archives: Social Issues

September Poem #27

a truth’s
veracity
regarded through subjective
lenses is easily dismissed
as smoke with no fire

~kat


September Poem #25

proof,
the “gritty-nits”,
when tossed into a cesspool
of dull memories drowned in booze
conjures our worst demons

~kat

A word about the photo above. It is a composite of several men recently (within the last several years) accused or convicted of sexual assault against women. I layered their faces one on top of the other and blurred the final silhouette. In this age of “Me Too” it is hard to separate separate the demons from each other without convicting everyone before they’ve even been tried. Regardless of the seriousness of their transgressions, we are quick to treat all with the same intense condemnation. It is reasonable to say that an off color joke spoken in mixed company does not rise to the level of harassment or assault, and yet we demand justice. As for the women who have been truly victimized, who we want to believe and who deserve our deepest empathy and respect, it has become difficult to avoid lumping every claim that is made into one basket, which makes each revelation easier to dismiss. That is not fair to anyone. While it is important to believe those who bravely come forward knowing that they will be subject to unfiltered scrutiny, we must also take care to ensure fairness to all involved, be it affirmation for the victim or justice in a measure that is reasonable for the crime for those accused.  This issue has gotten so very blurry and politicized. Social change is never easy. These are important times and we need to get this right. May we always remember that our goal is equality, respect, empathy, and understanding…and not to win for the sake of winning.


Headlines – Terza Rima 2d

just for sport, midst chaos, a diversion,
pour la France, la victoire a un goût sucré
goaled advance toward world domination

while allies deal with Vlad’s dim protege
a baby blimp, above the palace, looms
vain, indecorous trumping underway

~kat

A twofer today…so much news…so little space. How could I not include France’s victory over Belgium, advancing them to the final challenge for the World Cup. Bravo!

But that is not the only world news. This is definitely not Belgium’s week…first losing the semifinal match with France and now hosting the NATO summit; having to contend with Trump’s vile, divisive bloviating. I have to say it, though I’m sure it is of little consolation to our allies…I didn’t vote for Trump…and it bears reminding that he did in fact LOSE the popular vote in 2016. Our broken system launched him into the oval despite our best attempt to thwart his rise to power. Sorry… we are (most of us) so embarrassed!

Thanks again Jane for this daily poem prompting.


Independence Day – A Cleave Poem

(A Cleave poem is three poems in one. First read column one, top to bottom, then column two, then each line across.)

Independence Day

they sought freedom / a better life
on a distant shore / just over the Rio Grande
a month’s long journey by water / across treacherous terrain
entire families / they came with nothing
risking everything / but their precious children
to chase a dream / only to face a nightmare
when met with hardship / separated by icy hate
the people fought / begging for mercy
for freedom and liberty / for their babies, now orphaned
a cost too dear / by a once shining beacon
too pay / a lady, now looking away
some would say / on a hill
bloodshed and glory / she’s building a wall
the ultimate sacrifice / it can’t come too soon
paid by heroes / whatever the cost
for our independence / to protect them from us

~kat

For some this is a day of national pride and celebration, barbecues, family gatheries and fireworks. For others, it is a continuing nightmare. We have forgotten that most of us were foreigners and refugees once. I cannot celebrate until we remember.


Magnetic Poetry Monday

liberty
how bitter the blow
having trudged day after
long day beneath the
shadow of death only
to be crushed by hate
for having placed
their trust in a dream

~kat

Magnetic Poetry Online – Original Kit