Imbolc

Today more winter is behind us,

Than remains in front of us.

For today’s the day of Imbolc!

A day when all the ancient folk,

Would celebrate the coming spring.

Back then it was a greater thing,

But if you look around, with any luck,

You’ll see a marmot or woodchuck,

Sticking his head out of the ground,

Checking if his shadow can be found.

How this started, no one knows.

But if he sees it, back he goes!

If you’re wondering how to celebrate,

Just light some candles. Dance! Create!

Clean your house or bake some bread.

Put a lampshade on your head.

Celebrate without a worry.

Or you could just watch a certain film,

That stars the great Bill Murray.

MAYBE?

Maybe I need,
Inner peace,
Some sense of deep release,
To reach existential answers that lay within,
Shaking off the old,
Shedding my proverbial skin,
Continually looking in the same old mirror,
Hoping vainly somehow for a reflection that’s clearer,
As I search for the better,
Through word and through letter,
I find that my mind wanders instead,
As experience raises its ugly head,
But it is what it is,
There’s nothing wrong with that.
Maybe I just need a new hat.

A NEW STATUE

~A NEW STATUE~
We have a new unknown soldier,
Tens of thousands the world over,
Suiting up in self protection,
Facing risk of self-infection,
To care for us and those we love,
The ultimate push comes to shove,
Empathy for patients alone,
Isolated and on their own,
These soldiers of science and fact,
Facilitating last contact,
Steeling themselves from emotion,
With professional devotion,
Sadness and death their daily fight,
With few glimpses of hope and light,
Hail the unknown healthcare worker,
Pandemic-worn – still no shirker,
For their lives and for all they do,
We need many a new statue.
–Ken Donner
2021/01/01

DECEMBER 1st

I’m feeling kind of giddy now that it’s December first,
This year’s been kind of shiddy,
Many might call it the worst,
I don’t have to rhyme the reasons,
Cuz you know them well enough,
Suffice to say that there’s been way,
Way way way too much stuff,
So one more month to get through,
Then it’s twenty-twenty-one,
And this annus horribilis,
Is officially done,
Now don’t get me wrong,
Chances are strong,
We’re not out of the woods,
It’s still not clear whether the new year,
Will deliver the goods,
Let me just say this,
Full of vinegar and piss,
I’m feeling kind of feisty,
How this year goes,
Nobody knows,
We’ll wait and we just might see,
But I shout it now,
From the highest bough,
And I don’t mean to be crass,
If twenty-twenty-one,
Is a twenty-twenty rerun,
I’m prepared to kick its ass!
–Ken Donner

TRUMP’S TAX EVASION

Tax avoidance, or tax evasion?
A simple annoyance,
Or criminal equation?
Where there’s smoke, there’s fire,
That adage is firm,
We know he’s a liar,
Too cocky to squirm,
But the wagons are circling,
Sometimes cigars are cigars,
So if destiny’s working,
We’ll soon see him behind bars!

LEATHER OVER DENIM

https://youtu.be/erv-u_DUp1w

I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I got a mouth full of answers
So be careful with what you say,

Don’t run your tongue too loose,
Don’t screw your face too tight,
Don’t disrespect my brother,
Cuz I’m bound to set you right,
No time for your confusions,
Conspiracies and shite,
Drop all your delusions,
Separating black from white,

I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I got a pocket full of answers
So be careful with what you say,

Now listen closely mister,
You should sure heed my advice,
Don’t underestimate my sister,
Cuz she’ll make you pay the price,
No time for your mansplaining,
Unsolicited advice,
For far less than you are making,
She can do your job twice,
Yeah I’m wearing leather over denim,
And I don’t have to play nice,

Bridge:
Sometimes you have to speak up,
Sometimes you have to set the record straight,
Sometimes you have to wonder,
Just why all of those haters gotta hate,
(and instigate)

Don’t reinvent the wheel,
But choose how it should roll,
Question what you feel,
Don’t be a goddamned troll,
You always have a choice,
Though you think you’ve lost control,
Let others find their voice
Give back what we stole
I’m wearing leather over denim and I’ll fight to make things whole,

I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I’m wearing leather over denim,
Ready for anything that comes my way,
I got a fist full of answers
So be careful with what you say,
I’m wearing leather over denim,
So be careful with what you say!

PROTECT & SERVE

Good cop, bad cop,
Bad cop, good cop,
Three cops charged,
With aiding and abetting,
If you were one,
Would you have been letting,
George Floyd stop breathing,
Suffer and die?
Would you be intervening?
Where do allegiances lie?
There are good cops and bad cops,
We know this is true,
But when push comes to shove,
Well just which one are you?

NAILED IT

One really should eschew it,
Do your utmost not to chew it,
But it eases my anxiety sublimely,
It’s a bit disgusting sure,
Plus, after a paid manicure,
It certainly is anything but timely,
Now there’s an extra disgrace,
That one is not to touch one’s face,
It considered gauche, almost a crime, see,
Nonetheless, it never fails,
That I’ll be chewing on my nails,
Because I find it calms me down divinely,
(Though I’ve found the habit shrinking,
With my double-fisted drinking,
A self-medication I can practice blindly!)