In My Cups

When I’m in my cups-
communing with my dark side
I tend to view history with a jaundiced eye
Wasn’t there a time
when Millard Taft and Howard Fillmore
were made up names of dead presidents
who for all practical purposes
never really existed
And when future folks come to ponder
denizens of more recent power
might they not be adding to the list
Adolf Trump, President of the United States
just before the lights went out
and we were plunged into our watery graves
and stripped of history altogether

The Bard of Appanoose

2 thoughts on “In My Cups

  1. Yikes! Dark, but true. May we all survive through this trumpedemic to more positive times. I’m looking forward to reading your post-election poetry, Garry.

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    1. Hey Robin! “trumpedemic’-I love it! Obviously my faith in humanity has been challenged but I’m happy to look forward to sharing my “post-election” poetry with you. Post aside, if you are doing any public writing make sure I hear about it!

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