Lawrence Hall HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com
A D-Day Reminder to Every Neo-Nazi Oaf
Including Members of Congress
And Justices of the Supreme Court
There is poetry in this:
Our flag was not flown upside-down at Normandy
Newspaper columns not published in any newspaper (and there's probably a reason for that)
Lawrence Hall HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com
A D-Day Reminder to Every Neo-Nazi Oaf
Including Members of Congress
And Justices of the Supreme Court
There is poetry in this:
Our flag was not flown upside-down at Normandy
Lawrence Hall HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com
Behold a Man
Cf. Shakespeare’s Sonnets 67 & 68
He is a man who needs no oils
or scents
The arts of makeup,
filters on a lens
A touch of blush upon his honest
chin
A photographer’s vanity lights
placed just so
He is a man who is his own
manly self
Washed, shaved, and combed
by his own rugged hands
Hands that know shovel, hammer,
ax, and saw
A businessman’s hands, a
protective father’s hands
He is a man who needs no frippery
For he is clean and honest
and just, you see
Lawrence Hall HSG
Mhall46184@aol.com
The Doorkeeper of Notre Dame
“I pray you remember the porter”
-Macbeth II.iii.22
“‘Tis my limited service” on Sundays to mind the door
To open it to the faithful with cheerful greetings
This is pretty much my skill-level, this modest chore
Such is the ancient custom for Sunday meetings
A family of long acquaintance approached, almost late
They live some miles away and had a long drive
Their youngest son held his hand out at the holy gate
I thought his intent was a youthful high five
But with only one finger he greeted me!
And that was my lesson in humility
As for the boy
While the servers rang the welcoming bell
His momma yanked him outside and gave him (peace)
Lawrence Hall, HSG
A Pharmacy Aisle Marked INDEPENDENT LIVING
“We shall never surrender”
-Churchill, 1940
Bed and bath grip bars,
universal crutches
Quadrupedal crutch tips, raised
toilet seats
Cleaning wipes, reaching
tools, bedside commodes
Walking sticks (but not
one with an Elvis theme)
Sitz baths and universal
urinals
Transport chairs, folding
walkers, rolling walkers
Commode liner bags, inflatable
cushions
Walker ski glides, walker
tennis balls
None of this is
depressing; it is inspiring:
“We shall never surrender”
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Cataract Surgery (I’ll Keep an Eye Out for You)
Cataract surgery, the left eye today
Which means I that while I can see through the right
The left side of the world is an iridescent pinkish blue
Through which only a few shapes can be perceived
And that’s fine (altho’ I keep tapping the wrong keys)
Sometimes we should look at the world differently
Think of Ransom on Lewis’ Malacandra
Or John Carter on Edgar Rice Burroughs’ Mars
When you can see through only one lonely eye
Our home planet too is strange and wild
Lawrence Hall, HSG
Grooving in Area
52
Maybe…
The Beatles got it wrong back-then-ago
When groovy discs through grooves grooved out our songs -
For we now groove in an Area 52
Not in a groovy screen-door submarine
Certainly…
We groove and grok in bondage behind chain links
Where elderly men fondle their guitars
And middle-aged women dressed as majorettes
Jiggle duct tape and weight-loss medications
Maybe…
The Beatles grooved it right ago-back-then -
Old grooves, dull mediocrity still lock us in
Lawrence Hall, HSG
A Cranky Little old Man Wearing a Bandage on His Forehead and Yelling at His Wife and Passersby While Standing in Line at the Wal-Mart Pharmacy Which Opened Five Minutes Late
“It’s crap, I tell you; it’s just crap! Hey, you bump me again and I’m going to whip your /ss! Why don’t these people walk in that other aisle!? Can’t they see that there’s a line in this aisle!? What’s that? That’s just crap; I told you that! Hey! Why’re you people late!? I don’t want to sit down don’t tell me to sit down I don’t want to sit down this is all bullsh/t! Hey! You people need to walk over there! No, I don’t want to settle down don’t tell me to settle down if these people had shown up for work on time they could have had our stuff ready by now but not they just come in a half hour late and they don’t care! HEY! Why aren’t these people on time I got things to do I need my stuff but they don’t care don’t walk so close to me go walk in that other aisle why are all these people here why isn’t this line moving I think that guy’s trying to sneak in no he’s at the wrong window! HEY! That’s the wrong window the line’s over here you won’t get no help there…!”
The bandage on his head needed no explanation.
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