I started “Eric Liddell: Pure Gold” by David McCasland and just couldn’t put it down It’s the story of the Scottish/British Olympic sprinter from the 30’s who inspired the movie “Chariots …
Disconnected Global Elite:
they don’t need
solar panels on their shacks!
The sun won’t feed the
billion people who go to bed
hungry every night, the
masses of starving children
dying from contamination,
devoid of vaccinations,
treatment and …
Lime green zoot,
masked, vest flowing loose atop
white saddles bony, shored at the base.
Silver chain spinning watch on end,
broad brim resting low on its
gaunt brow, paltry features
gazing, staring, smirking,
scheming as …
The waves shimmer under the
fading moon as the ocean
starts its day just before its dawn.
Glowing shades of turquoise, calm,
bright and clear, with waves expanding, the
sun climbs above the horizon beyond …
striped by homespun bands,
tousled and muddled from the
resilient north plains wind.
Long beards tattered,
peppered white and gray.
Tattooed skin, red
from the Dakota sun.
Bifocals plastic, thick and brown.
Tee shirts faded mauve and …
Homes stripped from once proud families by
government-funded, too-big-to-fail banks with
cash reserves the size of third world regimes.
Their futures ripped away without consideration or
compassion, devoid of support from multi-termed
elected pen pushers …
Sweat trickles beneath a black
shirt, untucked, vintage, and
well-worn for years with
guests and substitutes always
beside the other ones.
Magnetic beats echo long
side by side, above at back,
throbbing tempos call out the
middle faithful, …
“In The Garden of Beasts” by Erik Larson is a true story of U. S. Ambassador Dodd’s time before and during the Nazi takeover of Germany. It truly is a …
Men walk in pairs on the concrete trail with
scuffed steel-toed boots and warn-out soles, drab
green shirts and khaki pants with brown tops.
In grey sweats and shorts they share dull tales …
Gravel hides on the winding asphalt
as the curve looms innocent.
Signs stream together,
red and orange blur without warning.
Rubber clenches, grasps,
releases and repeats —
Tracks swirling behind,
the striking metal skates in rhythm.