Autumn Overture

Autumn Overture

subtle sunrays peek

in between trees sparkling

on fallen fall spun

golden sun drenched leaves, Autumn’s

soft footprints of season’s end.

—©g.a.meeder, 2015®

Mighty Reckoning

Mighty Reckoning

  You are a force to

  be reckoned with that’s what they

  say about the likes

  of someone like me when my

  tongue is set loose words fly free.

—©g.a.meeder, 2015®

Now that the day has arrived, they cry socialism.—Elizabeth A. Sherman

Seal The Deal

Seal The Deal

when life approaches

it’s final curve, one takes stock

of their past mistakes

hoping it will bide them time

finding favor, bargaining their fate

for repositioning their place

before the pearly gates

one last chance

to seal the deal

just in case…

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

Best Of Days

Pine Tree Haven

Best of days

golden sun will lower her gaze

behind blushing stratus laced clouds

over seasonally timed

dramatic displays of sunsets

guiding us arise to kinder days

which will cast shadows

on trees that genuflect awe

in earthly praise

uttering murmurs as they wave

with chilled to a crisp night air

lightly stroking our cheeks

with secrets they can no longer keep

because soon they will play a concerto

of colors in high sopranos, in low altos

brushstroking themselves

with colors ablaze

giving us the promise of

our best of days.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®

*Photo of Pine Tree Haven & Best of Days

Are expressively mine by artistic & creative design.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®*



the only reason

there is on the planet earth

for her silence is

that she was giving him just

enough rope to hang himself.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®


Shaking Things Up

Shakin Things Up…

That earthquake that registered 5.6 centering itself in Oklahoma sure was frisky being felt up by 7 states. Glad to hear there were no injuries. Ya’ll felt a little shook up, but ya’ll are okay. (Shelly and you know who you are give us a call so we know how you and family are.)

You know the more I think about it, the more I am thinking this gut-damned creepy Trumpy immigration plan, all it is is a ridiculous attempt at their version of a selective rapture on land. All those alleged Christian, gun toting bible believing I hate everybody, angry at that hair growing outta muh left nipple, mostly white people tried that shit when they took our land. So, please DO NOT VOTE TRUMP, we need to move forward not in some effed up subversive TRUMPLAND…I don’t want to wake up, find my neighbors and friends missing, plucked outta their beds and hauled away in trucks then loaded onto freight cars on a train headed ta who knows where land? I do not want to face Trump without them if he should get elected. I want a taco and an enchilada in each hand, dance on the table after a couple tequila rounds singing Viva La Mexico, in appreciation of those who work the jobs nobody else can…and the Hispanics that supported Trumpy, than absconded the sorry assed bastards. What were you thinking to begin with? Didn’t you read between the walls, I mean lines?!

And Trumpy goes to church, sounds like a learn to read book title doesn’t it? But Trumpy goes to church reading off a written script somebody else wrote taking credit for it, claiming that there are others who have not gone into African American communities, whining about divisiveness and than he goes off script to make sure he throws in a few more hot tamales at the Hispanic communities by saying they will be gone, opening up the job opportunities for the African American community. You know he claims that the Democrats have made African Americans dependent upon the government to keep their votes and yet what the hail is he doing? He is gonna play Hitler, throw out the illegals and call that cleaning up the mess. You wait and see if DT were to get elected he is gonna miscount the money w/that, “One fer you, two fer me,” kinda card cheating game player mentality that only the rich man plays because that IS how he is gonna keep it, “rich” CNN’S Carol Costello asked a Trumpineer how da Huge DT plans on paying for that wall. His response was classic. “He’ll find a way to finance it. He’s good at that.” With what? A bake sale? Just another day, another dolla still trying to get Donald Trump ta holla, banned, banned, banned that woman from his Twitterland.

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®




Wuthering Weiners

Wuthering Weiners

    Since when has an actual roasting of a weiner become political fodder for the royalist of conspiracy spin political potters to use for molding a political sculpture at the expense again of someone regarding and involving the security of the country?!? The hot dog about to be roasted obviously has a serious ego aka addiction to sexting problem that has now interfered with his soon to be closed case of a marriage. I highly doubt the weiner in question was handling classified information since he was too damned busy handling his johnson.

    C’mon Trumpy Stumpy, let’s quit playing games w/our hearts. Remember how just several days back you were apologetically fake ass sorry for hurting anyone with the shit you say? You have now at the expense of two others in grief prior to this & are now equating a hot dog of a marital crash with an issue of national security. I honestly feel for her. Huma Abedin has asked for privacy at this time, but since the Donald has seized his I will win at all costs claws into their story he will beat that octopus to death on a rock. She has been with HRC for 20 years. Which is probably longer than any of your multiple marriages have lasted. You have no kindness of heart let alone class.

     You used Dwayne Wade’s tragic loss of his cousin, Nykea Aldridge, mother of four, posting your vote for me plea on Twitter. Than took it back for a spell check, re-posted it, keeping the vote for me plea over the weekend and that was the lowest of the lowest and we all know it. Please note that YOU are now the one that is pandering for the votes that YOU accused the establishment of doing earlier on when your mouth runneth and spilleth over. By the way maybe you should mention that mouth problem of yours to your attending physician. Good call on your own actions now wouldn’t you say? IF anybody is a real dick out of all of this, it would have to be you. ALL hands on deck say I…

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®


The Late Bloomer of Summer’s Choir

The Late Bloomer of Summer’s Choir

the cicada’s late night

choir performances had

all but disappeared

until I heard the one strong drone

singing solo, alto in search of a lover

that will never come

made me weep for the late bloomer

—©g.a.meeder, 2016®




The other day on CNN they were still corn shuckin Trumpy’s words apart from his speech trying to pander to the African American voters. Hunnies Trumpy ain’t gonna do this right by anybody unless there is something in it for him. Because he knew how low the support percentage goes for him with your support. So why would he offer up some solutions or talk to people in their own neighborhoods that he drives through and by in his limos?!? And if he did offer up something than he would lose his mostly white, effinA, “N” bomb dropping supporters. He can’t afford to lose his base because his supporters will whine about DT implementing another type of affirmative action because he would be putting your needs ahead of theirs.And they got themselves a jealous bone, dontcha know? Now, see Trumpy works from that scratch my back I’ll scratch yours mentality and since many aren’t supporting him he can at least say, I tried but they wouldn’t listen…and since if you are anything like me once I get into that voting booth, and I had to screen touch that name on the ballot, say for instance by accident, they’d be calling out the National Guard on me, because that voting booth would be turned inside out, tore up, slam dunked to the ground, expletives would be invented, chairs would be a flying cross the room before they’d get that accidently cast vote for him, they would have to get ta me first and I can scale ceilings like gut-damned spiderman….That alleged apology from Donald Trumpy was like someone who doesn’t send thank you notes fer all the shot-gun weddin presents they got & one day they run into you on the street & stumble through chit chat with you and begin the phony, thanks for the weddin gift of assorted gravy bowls and you say yer welcome cause you didn’t give them one, you only came fer the weddin cake, fer the love of no white man, greedy bastards stole my land sakes. His regrettins are upsettin because, sorry seems to be the hardest word. So how does that curdle the milk in yer cheerios today?—©g.a.meeder,2016®