Sunday, December 22, 2024

For Two Dear Children on Christmas - couplet

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

 

For Cate and Jack

 

Or Jack and Cate?

 

On Christmas

 

 

Certain joys about Christmas are always true

For among the season’s constant blessings

                                                          Are you!

Saturday, December 21, 2024

Do Dogs Have Souls? Do We? - poem

  

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Do Dogs Have Souls?

 

“Behold, I make all things new.”

 

Revelations 21:3-5

 

Do dogs have souls?

Oh, how can one look into those big brown eyes

And not know the answer

Thursday, December 19, 2024

Our Dear Leader in His Jet Pilot Sunglasses - doggerel

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

Our Dear Leader in His Jet Pilot Sunglasses

 

Democracy is dead, a memory, a husk

Selected, not elected: President Musk

By Reading This Content You Agree to OUR Privacy Policy - poem

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

By Reading This Content You Agree to Our Privacy Policy

 

 

It was terribly dangerous to let your thoughts wander

when you were…within range of a telescreen.

 

-Orwell, 1984

 

 

But your privacy? Nah; deal with it, you see

Baked beans, magazines and mountain scenes

Vacation trips and handy houseware tips -

They see you, they know you, they hunt you

 

Podcasts, partisan views, gossipy news

Engine parts, how-to vids, and funny kids

Treating head lice, tax advice, dancing mice

They see you, they know you, they hunt you

 

Through your made-in-Shanghai Palantir

Adverts will forever make you fear,

My Precious

 

(“Palantir” is here an allusion to Tolkien’s genius, not to the software people.)


Tuesday, December 17, 2024

The O Antiphons, the Star, and Us - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

The O Antiphons, the Star, and Us

 

Solstice is not a time when the sun stands still

But rather a season when the sun stands aside

That we may better know the mysteries of deep night

In darkness just before deep Light returns

 

Out in the cold, and warmly wrapped in hope

We pray the O antiphons as we scan the sky

For the prophetic Star we long to see

The Star that guides us in our wanderings

 

Solstice is that season when the sun stands aside

So that eternal Dawn may then abide

 

You (Formerly Known as You) - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

You (Formerly Known as You)

 

X, formerly known as Twitter

And then there is you

Formerly known as you

 

Go read a book

Go get a job

Go get a life

Go get a clue

Work in the yard

Volunteer at the school

Wash the dishes

Clean up the house

Raise your children

Be positive

Be a role model

Be a real mensch

Be a real friend

Be a neighbor

By the Grace of God

Be truly you

 

You are no one’s glassy-eyed parasite -

Go out into the world and do yourself proud

Monday, December 16, 2024

Camp Pendleton in Springtime - poem

 

Lawrence Hall, HSG

Mhall46184@aol.com

 

 

Camp Pendleton in Springtime

 

Field Medical Service School, 1968

 

 

There was no warmth in our sleeping bags

Spring rain sluiced down the dark and through our tents

Decaying tents from the Second World War

The Corps would spend no money on tents or us

 

But we were young, and playing at war was fun

We kept our rifles dry but nothing else

And yarned throughout the cold and soggy nights

Long days and nights mud-fighting the VC

 

Sometimes an hour or two of soggy sleep

But in my pocket, warm words from my favorite poet

May Our Children Live Long Enough to Invade Greenland - doggerel

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