…For the Devil’s in the details
And the details in the dark
jOURnal (bLOG)
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Patriot
Yours is not of logic or reason
On the backside of sanity
Your position stands
Yours is not of logic or reason
But agendas peppered in chaos
Committing scheming acts of lawless treason
As but a puppet to globalist hands
Auntie Fay
What in the world are you burning
Auntie Fay
Your action’s beyond disconcerting
To start your fire
Said you had gotten free wood
Not the wood for free
As assumed understood
Not the wood for free
But in fact, it’s free wood
From the Liberty Tree
And you’re up to no good
Wake up sleeping bear
Wake up
Under masks that they wear
But they are the virus
Trying to divide
The U.S. from all of us
Wake up sleeping bear
Wake up
Say no to fading fields of blue
Pay Attention
If you’re not paying attention,
Who’re you paying?
You’re always paying someone
In this game we’re playing
Called life
But no
It’s not by Milton Bradley
So don’t be such a game piece
Make your own moves
Roll your own dice
Don’t pay for life blindly
…When all that’s right
Turned upside-down
A smile upright
Becomes a frown
Don’t like it great?
Vote for the clown
But you’ll have to remind him
Why he’s around
Don’t ask him why
He can’t explain
Why insanity reigns…
Why freedom’s in chains
Tonight I saw
Freedom in chains…
Very excited that I have just completed a structural edit for The Kite and the Coin Toss. One giant step closer to its release. I dream of the day the novel will finally “come to life” and I have a copy in my hands.
This edit was probably the most difficult thing I have had to do with this novel, but I do like the changes I’ve made. I also trimmed about 5,000 words from it.
Now the ball is in the editor’s court for a 3 stage professional edit to prep it for release.
Stay tuned…
The making of the image…
The Edit and the Coin Toss landed heads. Later this year, I can’t wait to see how The Kite and the Coin Toss lands.
Until then, edit on.
To every proud parent.
Heads will roll, or tales of freedom.
How much are you willing to pay for freedom?
For the House of Misrepresentatives…
Hippo Critters
Hippo Critters
Don’t do as they do
Do as they say
Hippo Critters bite
If they don’t get their way
Just completed my final edit of The Kite and the Coin Toss…
This sad joke will never end
Their fat lady
Doesn’t even know how to sing
Can’t hold a note
Or carry a tune
But a grand façade
Much more her thing
God help us
Need a miracle
Gotta teach that girl to sing
Take the beaten horse out back
And put an end to this whole thing
Politicians
They’ll tell you they are pumpkins
Bright and orange
Lovely pumpkins
Filled with seeds of promise
It’s all lies, it’s just a game
They’re more like jack-o-lanterns
Hollow, barren jack-o-lanterns
But they are jackass-o-lanterns
Giving the real jack-o-lanterns a bad name
Maintain a vigilant defense
On both sides of the border fence
But know this
The border fence only helps
Keep us secure without
Not from poison within