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LITERARY NOOK
Winter Solstice in Las Vegas: Sins Stay There
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Posted on Dec 31 2018
“Let us love winter for it is the genius of spring.” Pietro Aretino
December in the city of Las Vegas in the northern Mojave
the Bellagio’s famous flower display advertises Coke bears
up and down the strip folks drink soft drinks, booze, coffee
giving all the Xmas displays and decorations stops and stares
outside temperatures range from forty to sixty degrees F
at night the waxing winter moon shines high up in the sky
wailing cop cars and ambulances enough to make you deaf
casinos patrons knowing nothing of math make one more try
beneath flood channel bridges homeless get off the street
cowboys buck broncs and ride bulls at the National Rodeo
sugar plum fairies and mice dance in the Nutcracker Suite
money flows across tables and into slots in every casino
now the daylight hours begin to lengthen and daily increase
the world’s tilting axis brings warmth and hopefully peace.
Washington, D.C. Winter Wails as 45 Assails
“new pangs of mortal fear our minds assail” – John Dryden
In this Washington winter of my dystopic discontent I tried
using every distraction that popped into my befuddled mind
any insult to which my distorted view of America applied
defamation, denigration of others, temper tantrums unkind
my base reads my twaddling tweets coming out in the dark
repeated on cable TV shows and in national newspapers
their messages full of glaring distortions, angry and stark
stereotype immigrants as drug dealers, murderers, rapers
even my own bluster and blabbing I often don’t understand
disingenuous dangerous dreck, off the cuff cabalist souse
I have distorted the office of the Presidency across the land
and bring shame disgrace and denial into the White House
God bless the United States of America but I shut the door
and place myself and personal business at my central core.
