Tennessean Files--Wolves, Coyotes, And Foxes

    
   "Tennessean Files--Wolves, Coyotes, And Foxes"
   
Me:  1990's--carrier 4 Nashville Banner & witching hour Tennessean.  Went from paperboy to King of the paperboys; plus, arrested, suburban-habitat swarmed by deputies for forging 90 page, ambiguous poem; next, leaving the artistically weird document on my American property for a pseudo-intellectual (me too) nurse to fetch, her armed with rebel-like, proud standards.
  
Anyway:

WOLF:  awesome, mighty, don't smell my shit unless you want to be humped by me.
COYOTE:  good-looking, crazy eyes, balance, mockery--a fine mystical mutt.
FOX:  Eternally beautiful, crafty, gentle yet smartly savage.
   
My observations of the two:
1.)  Neighborhood fox crushed by late-night vehicle.  I observed the canine-like family for some months.  Deputies had blue lights on to investigate the brutal death of a gorgeous creature.  I prayed. Shaken.  Pissed.  Would date a fox-like human.

2.)  Daystar hinting of arrival.  Had slung near 300 papers, throwing up, in suburban driveways for hours.  Then, roadkill.  I stopped.  Got out of ride.  Bent down.  Smoldering coyote passing eternity-ways till  resurrection, rebirth, whatever.  Smelled the dead-eyed beast, it glaring at the curious Otherworld; hence, I invoked Saint Francis to pray for the sublime soul of such an American survivor.  Too, called authorities to have body honorably removed.  

Coydogs viewed as well.  Local paper, I worked for 'em, reported the hybrid dogs as a violent nuisance.  Deputies given unjust authority to shoot on sight.  Yup . . .  Them the late 90's in Franklin/Nashville Tennessee.    

Saint Francis: A Fool For Wolf

   "Saint Francis:  A Fool For Wolf"  
  
What a sissy name, Francis--might a highly-educated thug say;
Still, a brave tour in a gore-smeared Crusade!?!
Furthermore, a Christ-Crafted Saint by war observed--him a humble, moonbeam ray,
Resonating brilliantly meek and having luminous potential--to this future day.
What a fool for Christ--to tame the carnivorous wolf with the Trinity Sign--
It being a bit pagan, yet synonymous with the Singular Divine.
Yup:  A little man, modest till crazy, eating the body of a Lamb,
Doing "what is always right" as wends his will to sorrow damn.   
  

They're Cops--Not Soldiers

   
   "They're Cops--Not Soldiers"   
   
Cuff & clasp--for walking on the Free, American Grass;
Hence, who is the real ass?
Regardless, not just rooted in dermal degree,
For I was once arrested for crafting poetry;
Moreover, No Fighting Words or Clear & Present Danger;
Plus, Ambiguous Prose; thus, 1st Amendment should have saved me like an Army Ranger;
Still, poor, different, mentally ill, and yes, black--
The once neighborhood friendly Starsky & Hutch is now juiced to attack--
Yup:  We all have targets on our back,
But our police shouldn't play soldier boy--
Join the Marines (War Corps) if you want to break another's toy.
Part of the community, respectfully talking a man down,
Not punishing the downtrodden citizen  for wearing the tears of a melancholy clown.

All I'm Say'n:

   
   "All I'm Say'n:"
   
Wicca don't be so FLIGHT with Catholicism, especially of the Irish Forge,
For theirs is a Step-Remote Pagan--though not a Partying-Polytheistic Gorge!
Do the Protestants call the Catholics the Devil?
Yet in the Vegetative Christ might they revel?
Knowing:  Power is available in Every Nation--
Even a Mortified Catholic can do,
Beloved--to both:  Adore & Tame the Shrew.  
   
We are All, mostly, trying!

How did Captain Hook die???
--Jock Itch . .  .

la Sainte Vierge

   
   "la Sainte Vierge"  
   
The Brothers Karamazov wisely frightens me,
Especially crucifixion sorrows endured by the Saintly Virgin as mentioned--2 us more free;
Nevertheless, Her corporeal womb crafted the Living Christ,
Birthing Genetic Love--intrinsic with a super-biology spliced--
A Mighty God totally tough & true,
Falling in favor with a Superior Virgin's Azure Hue;
Thus, redemption in that Lovely-Forged Lamb;
Also, wise for America to not Liberty damn,
Yet architect a Joan that amazingly can
Endure existence till evolved a Saint,
Shielding against Liberty getting the misinformation taint--
Too:  We are human (some are) full of trepidation,
Yet an attempt towards sublimity--thieves the phobia and preserves the Nation. 

Domino--American Forged

   
"DOMINO--AMERICAN FORGED"
   
Miss Neena was carried into the reverse-flux of all time,
Into the 1990's when Volcano Girls  radio-waved & Elvis Clinton did "is" rhyme;
Moreover, the 2nd Amendment safeguards the 1st--
No country would invade victorious, getting many-a-citizen's worst;
Specifically, an adversary beyond our Armed Forces, Police, & National Guard
Would mercurially retreat as our modern Minutemen would soooo totally play hard;
Alas, only should a projectile weapon be used to shield your virtue--
Domino knows:  well-schooled, wherever, makes the haters less hurt you.  

AMERICA--once, a Free Country!

   
   "AMERICA--once, a Free Country!"  
   
Madmen--they might be salaciously dubbed;
Nevertheless, constructing freedom for all sinking in ultra-conservative mud;
Indeed, whether a horse shot out from under General George,
Or a rock star reputation for Benji Franklin's desire to LIBERTY forge--
True America did outshine terror and phobic politicians crafting more legal fear;
Hence, make the "pseudo-patriot act" sweetly disappear--
Allow us mixed immigrants to magnanimously imbibe, willfully write, & revere all people;
Plus, grant us free worship in mud huts or underneath the apex of ostentatious steeple,
For to bind a soul living under the fortunate flap of OLD GLORY,
Wickedly thieves away our liberty-loving story.