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my take on the golden shovel

A sense of cosmic unease hangs
coming over all of us silently
hanging in the purple
air that has turned crystalline
reflecting my moods in the sky


I used my poem, "Strangeness in the Air" published in "Down and the Dirt's" 2019 literary calendar as a point of departure

there is a strangeness in the air
a sense of cosmic unease
Hangs silently in the purple crystalline sky

America Woke Up
and decided it was time
to quit following like lemmings
over the cliff

as the pied piper chants
stay the course, stay the course
we were like lemmings following him
dying to save his wounded pride

today there is that strange difference
In the Air
As America woke up
and threw off their chains of fear