Poetry has the power to make us aware of what is hidden in the shadows...those places that we seldom see or want to see...the poet's voice scrapes away the facade of an issue and lays bare for all to see what has been denied. By providing a voice to these mute realities, poets have throughout history altered the course of events by enlightening readers and encouraging them to take action to stop wars,
halt injustice, and to reach out to their fellow man. Like those poets who have proceeded me, I am motivated
by the same desire to bring about the social changes necessary to enhance the quality of life for those
around me and around the world and to give voice to those who cannot speak for themselves
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Bea In Your Bonnet: First Sting is a collection of germinal poems featuring Aunt Bea. Aunt Bea’s voice is one I’ve heard almost every day of my life. Family observations, lessons, and advice given to me and every other family member who had the good sense to listen. Her homespun philosophy most likely will not be found in any collegiate textbooks or for that matter in any local town crier newspaper catering to city dwellers. Indeed, she has a different way of viewing the world; a bit old fashion, sassy, and steely at times but a viewpoint which has engaged my imagination and heart. I sincerely hope you too will find some morsel of wisdom in her personal observations and interpretations of life’s events, but do watch out for her stingers.
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It’s quite cryptic, Charlie, not sure I get it.
Ah, mob mentality…
regulations and truth– so often at odds…
A poem for thought. Very layered. I like the Gilligan’s Island reference. Now I want some coconut cream pie! 🙂
very apropos, I think
Reference to Casey Anthony?
Thanks for you comment today on My Fellow Americans. Dittos my discussion below the vid, which I don’t think anyone is reading. Lesson learned! …
Happy weekend, Charles …
if the glove didnt fit, then the milk wasnt spilled?
very intelligent poem, i never was and never will be blind follower of recipes. i hope those who need to read it, read it for their own sake.
Just last night I was on Alcatraz SLP, so this one hit home…
Wow–the recipe for conviction is often different than the recipe for guilt. Now which is the real death penalty?
This reminds me, also, of large corporations…people being afraid to follow the heart when policy says otherwise. Never the intent of the policy, but it must be applied!
I would like to use the illustration of the jurybox on a project I am working on. Can you point me to the source/artist? Please email me.