Posting History for Indigo Kalliope
|Comfort Makes Me Right: Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left
Copper, cotton and fool's gold beaten into mash, shoveled down maws of metal monkeys, greater than the sum of ribs, thumbs, and vertebrae. Acid leak squeals spray from split purple lips. Road ...
|Spot In My Eye (Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left)
Spot in my eye, rolling in black water, fumbling for an object in a dark house. What I've seen past the spot might be better. Worrisome blind blur allows no ease. Pry-bar touches ribs, dig your ...
|A Poem for the Unborn
I have a friend who loves angels. She has angel statues all over the place. Now I'm not going to comment on whether that verges on idolatry - mainly because I don't care, but among all the other ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: March's 3rd Tuesday, and Late Again!
I was literally still asleep, half an hour ago. My phone, buzzing to let me know this diary was due in half an hour from that point, woke me. So, I really have no choice but to make this already ...
|Sixteen Fines (Ode to Ferguson)
This song was requested? Sung to the tune Sixteen Tons by The Platters. Sixteen Fines (Ode to Ferguson) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=...
|Bad Dog: Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left
The last dog in this pound ain't coming back home. He's the nephew of the littermate of a sonofabitch problem child. Nobody asked to pet him or walk him. He snarls and and snaps and humps a leg. He ...
|This Gorilla Suit Has No Zipper
Cold mornings open on iron ground. Thin, dry grass, sparse as hair on an old man's head, clings in bitter struggle. Refrozen, rancid winter kills laid bare to punctures and flaying scavengers. ...
|Sore-eyed Watchers: Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left
Sore-eyed Watchers On ground we did not choose we stand with the dusk at our backs. In mire, in hollows, on stony ridges we sing to stars obscured, ancient beams slipping down the air into streams ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: December's 4th Tuesday (we miss you, ROL!)
Don't know how many will stop by, given that it's the day before Christmas Eve, but even though I'm not at home, using a computer that's not mine, I'm going to at least attempt to put something out ...
|Poetry Alert: Mojo's back in town (for Edward Dorn)
Poetry Alert: Mojo's back in town (for Edward Dorn) Mojo's back in town, down in the basement where the elevator won't go. Mojo lives below the chute where they once delivered coal to heat up the ...
|a shattered lapse (for all the beautiful activists in the streets)
Hands stretched to the heavens, Wishing they would grab us up Carry us through a porthole to the dimension where Fact Does not have to be proclaimed By straining voices, stretched banners, drum ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: Something Borrowed on December's 1st Tuesday
I'm going to share with you another of my friend Lee H. McCormack's poems. He has such a knack for reaching deep and plucking heart- and thought-strings you never knew you possessed. Kalliope ...
|Ode to the Homeless Veteran - poetry
Ode to the Homeless Veteran Go Away! I heard him say. You homeless bum be on your way! He pushed me and punched me. He was not at all kind to me. What ever happened to this land of the free? ...
|Extinction: Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left
If I had to explain in a broken butter-mouth, would you listen? Neck bent back, open, exposed on the roadside. Is there decency in such death? Last night's rain was enough to settle the dust on my ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: September's 3rd Tuesday
This month brings me to the fifth grade. Fifth grade and sixth grade were in the same room, so I had the same teacher for both years. There were a lot of significant events in those two years in my ...
|Pandemic -- A poem
I wrote a poem. It's about what seems to me to be a catastrophic moment in human history. I might be a little bit depressed right now. See the poem below the fold. It's called PANDEMIC . -- ...
|Canto XXVII.1: Or, Where Would Dante Put Climate Change Deniers?
A while back, a friend and I were talking and (somehow or other) Dante's Inferno came up in the conversation. I've always had an admiration for Dante, who (exiled from his native Florence for his ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: August & Another "Borrowed" Poem
My friend Lee McCormack has just shared another of his poems on Facebook, and since it seems to touch a chord in me, (recently passed the second wedding anniversary date since my husband died, as ...
|We, the Damned (Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left)
Kalliope Means "beautiful voice" from Greek καλλος (kallos) "beauty" and οψ (ops) "voice". In Greek mythology she was a goddess of epic poetry and eloquence, one of the nine Muses. ...
|Brotherhood (another poem)[warning: physical abuse subject]
Similar, and yet strange. I would love you, if I was not so afraid. I would hold you, if my arms were not covered in bruises and old fractures and the scars oh, the scars. You told me "cut yourself,
|A basket of broken promises
A basket of broken promises Hid 'neath the terrible noise A blanket false and poisonous Conceals what remains of choice It looks like not good versus downright bad Is the puzzle that we must read ...
|It's a Haiku morning...
I suppose if you are a mainstream GOP voter that could be spelled mourning. Feel free to add your own... A RINO in Elephant's Clothing Eric Cantor toast lunatics seize asylum #GoodbyeGOP Just ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems From the Left: Tell Me a Story
Tell me a story. It doesn't have to be true. Speak fables of golden coronets, tales of jeweled tiaras, deep violet silks, vows kept, Pledges made good and whole Word of hero kept, taken up to a ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: May's 3rd Tuesday: A Belated Mother's Day Poem, & Process
I'm going to once again set aside the theme I'd adopted and planned to use this month, for something that came up for me and more or less demanded, in my personal estimation, to be shared. The last ...
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|A World Without Bees
With each passing minute, the list of things I don't know about science gets longer. This is what I know: We all must eat. The world's food supply is dependent on pollination. Pollination is ...
As I mentioned recently, my poems The Stealth Poor and We Struggle just got published in Blue Collar Review . In the spirit of May Day, here is We Struggle. We struggle that the voices of all are ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: Choices and Circumstances
This might have been better timed for January, the anniversary of the famous Supreme Court decision, but who can tell when an idea will strike? The idea for this was inspired by a poem written by a ...
|A "Questionnaire" for Our Times
"Questionnaire," a poem by Wendell Berry, appeared in my Facebook feed today, a poem that asks the kinds of questions I wish we could all ask our rightward-leaning friends, family members, and ...
|please read my new poem. very short.
if that's not larger enough to read.. larger version found here. http://danbojangles.wordpress.com/2014/03/19/until-the-them-is-me/
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: Pie fights are us
I ran out of time to write much of anything. So, I wrote most of a limerick, a limerick about the pie fights on the rec list recently. (Why are you here?) (I'm here for cake.) (Where am I?) More ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: letting it flow
I see it. I see how it goes, I see how it will go, I see how it won't go, how it will slow, how it will stop. I see it. More below the divider doodle. Kalliope Means "beautiful voice" from ...
|Joe in the Dark
Joe in the Dark Joe stands out in the dark. Across the street White House lights are tasteful and warm. Earnestly glowing, the LED panels chant and hum. In their silence, they cry out for the land ...
|The Old South
The water dark as the heart Of the Old South Beautiful fields, cotton clinging to stalks Belie the ugliness of so much That happened here in this Old South of South Carolina The train races past ...
|A Song for Arizona
To the tune of "Big Iron" By Marty Robbins To the town of Scottsdale Phoenix rode a stranger one fine day Hardly talked to folks around him, he was looking for The Gay No one dared to ask his ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: Shirley Temple has died; poetry by FDR in her honor
Shirley Temple has died. She had an effect on the world, bigger than I realized. More below the fold. Kalliope Means "beautiful voice" from Greek καλλος (kallos) "beauty" and οψ (ops) "
|Capitalism as Anti-Christ: A Poem
Animal screams and dying children: meat and chemicals; Useful lusts and slick self-interest, commoditized and digitized; profitable, engineered for war. Robotic consumers will be the next ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: The Gift of the Mad Guy
The Gift of the Mad Guy In a plain white van, December 20th, 2:45pm. Christmas music plays on the radio. Behind the wheel is a heathen. Behind the heathen is cargo. My sleigh is loaded with bits ...
|'Twas The (Republican) Night Before Christmas
'Twas the night before Christmas, and all through the House Not a bill was debated, thanks to an orange souse; The interns were stuffed in the offices with care, In hopes that no journalists would ...
|"He came without clamor..." (An Advent Canticle, Dec. 1 - repost)
He came without clamor, He came without cash; He came without glamour Or making a splash; He came without earnings, He came without pensions, He came without stern Academic pretensions. No ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: An "Outside" Voice on a Familiar Theme
I've made some subtle update edits, since some have seen this diary when it originally published. If you follow the link supplied below, you will find new work by my poet friend,which he's added ...
Soul If you should wonder About your soul's destiny Just look in her eyes.. Invitation The door that opens Invites you to enter, yet Always you question.. Thoughts If thoughts confuse you And ...
|The Worth of Self
I seek not the laurel wreath of genius Placed on my Promethean brow! Only the sleep of sweet Coleridge's ilk, Where I see my life as in a cave of ice! Surrounded by friends, peering in And ...
|Haikus (and Apology)
Sorry for not using my head, and not combining my posts! My bad!
We struggle that the voices of all are heard Against the awful cacophony of the few We struggle that our children and Grandchildren not live desperate lives We struggle that workers take home What ...
|The Bad Guys Are Defeated
The bad guys are defeated Don’t know what punch delivered The knockout, the eyes dead Out on their feet Was it their poll numbers still falling Was it the joint letter From sworn enemies ...
|Poetry Chapbook of DailyKos Comments, Vol. 2
When I post a poem on DKos, I always hope for lots of comments. I'd be lying if I said I didn't care about tips and recs, but I deeply appreciate the Kossacks who put forth the time and effort to ...
|Looking Away, Looking Up
I do not know how we will pull ourselves back from an ignorant plunge into the abyss. Our poisoned politics push forward the poisoning of the planet. We get only one earth with no do-overs. Every ...
|Confessions of a Republican (A Poem)
Here we are, just days away From an epic financial disaster. We're feeling quite excited, Oh why can't time go faster! If you think we're getting nervous, you better think again. We see our nation ...
The baboons congregate to strut and dominate. They screech and bite, throw stones at their broken houses and call it a war. Their fear-rinsed hearts, fish-belly white, leached of all compassion, ...
|Milk and Honey and the War On Christmas
Roasted, fried, baked in bread, Fatness, fullness, frosted, fed. Spread with butter on a roll, bitten, chewed, swallowed whole with gravy. That is your recommended daily allowance of rhyming. ...
I give myself over to the love of justice. and follow the coyote to where love and honesty lead me, no matter how muddy the path. Feed me the burgoo of my own folly. Grind me a grain of mustard ...
|Welcome to the Colony
Right-wing politicians in service To plutocrats who would buy or steal Everything we made or built or bought With our debt or savings Those plutocratic right-wingers plot The demise of the ...
|Common Ground (Spoken Word)
I was asked to record my lyrical piece as it was meant to be experienced: in Spoken Word.
|CJ Campbell one year later, a poetical tribute
It's been a year since Kossack CJ Campbell passed away. He was a lovely man who was beset by unlovely health issues. Sometimes he would write about them, prosaically and poetically. Never once ...
|I felt her tears in my hair
Arrogance and wealth, wealth and arrogance. Dear George, where have you gone? Did you pack up your one-eyed pyramid and fly away with the eagle? Damn. If you get this message, say hello to Abe, ...
|Pack the next poem, please.
People crash their cars into other cars, into poles, houses or anything that cannot get out of the way fast enough. Sometimes the cars just take a crap without even hitting something. Sometimes ...
|The truth will make you furious. (trigger warning)
I wrote this for two childhood friends of mine. Please be warned of content referring to the sexual abuse of children by a Roman Catholic priest. If this is disturbs or offends you, please navigate ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left: A Voice I Heard
Kalliope Means "beautiful voice" from Greek καλλος (kallos) "beauty" and οψ (ops) "voice". In Greek mythology she was a goddess of epic poetry and eloquence, one of the nine Muses.
|A Gun Violence Alphabet Of Tragedy
Since joining Twitter, I've done quite a few daily "alphabets" of Tweets on current events. Today's were about gun violence in general, the Navy Yard tragedy in particular. Someone suggested that I ...
|Gather, spin, spend and go.
My poppies bloom on patriotic days. The orange ones burst out on Decoration Day. The reds and pinks show forth on Independence Day. They put on their church hats and calmly out-class the trashy, ...
|Memorial Day Anti-war songs
Memorial Day is a day that was originally set aside to decorate the graves of the Civil War dead. It later expanded to honor the deceased of all wars, and many use this day to remember ALL the ...
|A Poem for Today
Struck by inspiration. Would love to hear what people think.
Sometimes I feel like Lucy face down in a river in the Olduvai Gorge eons of mud permeating my bones I saw her bones yesterday. A tiny hominid. I'd imagined her larger, but she was the size of a ...
|Contempt Of Congress: Your Poetical, Alphabetical Summary Of Grievances
With Congressional job approval hovering at a pathetic 13%, our illustrious legislators are ready to sink to the next level with a planned in-your-face filibuster. As a result, many Americans are ...
|Song: It's That Chained CPI That's Killing Me
It's been kind of slim pickings at the National Parody Administration since the defeat of Mitt Romney. Fortunately (or unfortunately), the other party seems to be coming to the rescue by providing ...
|My Poem for Jane Doe
When I was growing up, in my (very big) family, we wrote poetry to one another. Sometimes funny, sometimes angry, often heartfelt and loving, always entertaining. I have been so overwhelmed with ...
|Buying a home in Fort Lauderdale, Florida (a poem)
Eleven years ago, we started looking... At the start of the housing bubble , we were told: “Bring your checkbooks”. “There is going to be a bidding war”. “If you can afford the ‘
|Poetic Justice For Limbaugh
POETIC JUSTICE FOR LIMBAUGH by lsalzillo There once was a Limbaugh named Rush Who some have been trying to Flush His ego has busted - It's time for some justice He's over, we've had it - ...
|Indigo Kalliope - Poems From The Left: Live, On-Demand Limerick Challenge!
Welcome to Indigo Kalliope's Limerick Challenge , a cozy artistic alcove tucked away from the more serious side of Daily Kos. Today, we're reducing some of the events of the past week to easily ...
|"Silent Night, Holy Night..." (Dec. 24, An Advent Canticle)
I Silent night! Holy night! All is calm, All is bright... ...They say that year that errant mice Had chewed the organ bellows through -- With Father Joseph in the lurch On Christmas Eve: the ...
|Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays, and Thank You.
The last 25 days have been an incredible time for me, and without a doubt the most meaningful and wonderful Advent of my life. I wasn't sure, when I put my poetry out there for the first time, how ...
|More [Limerick] Reasons To Say "Good Riddance, 2012"
[although 2013's not lookin' so hot either...] Mayan forecasts of doom were a bust Where's a prophecy people can trust? If the world's gonna end We will have to depend On some accurate facts! That'...
|26 Holiday Wishes
The number 26, once the province of alphabets, now carries a much sadder meaning for us, etched into our souls with the venom of violence. In hopes that we can find the goodness in ourselves and in ...
|"For every prophecy must be fulfilled" (Dec. 23, An Advent Canticle)
He lived above the land in terraced tower A prince by birth where most were but a pawn He took his lessons at the school of power And roamed the winding maze of Babylon And they told him that the ...
|Here We Are
The end of an era. Error. Air. Or not. The same old world is still here. Maybe some microbes had a cataclysm & cancer, polio or ebola died. A kink in a DNA strand may have expanded Removing baby ...
|"As I walked through the cold night..." (Dec. 22, An Advent Canticle)
As I walked through the cold night of a dream Air crisp and wind-chilled, half moon almost set, The drops that seeped on stone shone icy wet, Mist in faint film beneath stars' paling gleam; And ...
|On Solstice Morning (Dec. 21, An Advent Canticle)
I had imagined light this morn that in the pale east rose reborn at sun's return this first young day as through the mists a rift was torn and slowly woke the leaden grey of cloud to brilliant ...
|Twas the week before Christmas
Twas the week before Christmas ... And all through DK Not a diarist was happy ... Not one single day The election was past us ... it turned out to be fun So the posters were happy ... Saint ...
|Your Mayan Cliff-Diving Week In Review: A Limerick Summary
With the holidays and the fiscal cliff and all the extra work we're facing now that those pesky Mayans let down the doomsday preppers, your intrepid diarist knows that you don't have time to delve ...
|A Lullaby For Solstice Evening (Dec. 20, An Advent Canticle)
Earth gently slipping Into its rest Sun slowly dipping From east to west South's day abiding, North's longest night, Sharply dividing Darkness and light: Waxing moon beaming, stars gently gleaming, ...
|The Second Coming (December 18, An Advent Canticle)
This time around there was no doubt; The stars were watched, signs read aright, And urgent messengers sent out To find the new babe born that night. Then, his precise location learned, All of the ...
|In The Green Midwinter (December 19, An Advent Canticle)
In the bleak midwinter Frosty wind made moan, Earth stood hard as iron, Water like a stone. Snow had fallen, snow on snow, Snow on snow, In the bleak midwinter, Long ago. In the green midwinter We ...
|"Sing a New Song..." (December 17, An Advent Canticle, Part III)
Sing a new song to the Lord; Alleluia. Trumpet forth the joyous chord! Alleluia. For the reign of hate is ended, God to humankind descended, Newborn helpless on the straw -- Alleluia. Sing a new ...
|On Employees Who Take Too Much Initiative (December 16: An Advent Canticle)
For Brigette DePape This memo's to apologize Regarding last week's hassle; On St. Steve's Day, just past sunrise, I gazed out from my castle. It was a lovely day, in brief; I almost had to sing; ...
|For the Children of the Sandy Hook Tragedy (Dec. 15, An Advent Canticle)
Down brightly shone the morning sun Upon a little girl and boy, And as the day was new begun They played and spoke of Christmas joy. And when the clock began to chime, In Mother came and heard them ...
|Indigo Kalliope: Poems from the Left; Haiku edition
Welcome to the formal roll-out of the Tuesday afternoon edition of Indigo Kalliope. Join us every Tuesday afternoon at the Daily Kos community political poetry club. Your own ...
|Your Poetical Alphabetical Commercial Christmas Countdown
A is for Apple; their prices are fixed For frugal grandparents, kids gift lists are nixed B is for Best Buy; go shop 'til you drop It simply won't matter; their e-mails won't stop C, Citibank, go ...
|"I quit!" (December 12, An Advent Canticle)
I quit. I've handed in my resignation -- This job is one continual aggravation; I'm feeling uninspired. It's time that I retired; I've given it, yes, due consideration. And on this all-too ...
|"And every year the weather gets more squirrely" (Dec. 10, An Advent Canticle)
The malls are decked with plastic holly, Poor Santa (somehow) still looks jolly, And every year the season starts more early; The stores are jammed -- the usual crowd, The Christmas tunes are ...
|Prelude (An Advent Canticle)
Now all throughout this long month of November, we watch the year decay and days grow brief; haunted by ages past, urged to remember, and earth too, mute and somber in its grief: the waning ...
|What A Fool Believes (Poem)
GQ: How old do you think the Earth is? MARCO RUBIO: I’m not a scientist, man. I can tell you what recorded history says, I can tell you what the Bible says, but I think that’s a dispute amongst ...
|Your Alphabetical, Poetical Encyclopedia of Horrific Holiday Hassles
Now that you've pushed your tryptophan-besotted self away from the Thanksgiving table and headed out to create the Perfect Christmas or holiday of your preference for your unappreciative family and ...
|Texting love letters while riding the bus to work
My car broke down a few months ago, so I've been taking the bus to work. For nearly forty years, I've driven myself to work and back, so this is a big adjustment for me. In order to calm my fears, ...
|Karl at the Desk (with apologies to Ernest Thayer)
Another of those seminal moments in American folklore that deserves to be captured in verse. "The outlook wasn't brilliant for the GOP that night...."
|With apologies to Theodor Geisel
Willard "Mitt" Romney will you please go now! The time has come. The time has come. The time is now. Just go. Go. Go! I don't care how. You can go by yacht. You can go by cow. Willard "Mitt" Romney ...
|Final Edition And No I Am Not Kidding: The Innumerable Flaws Of Mitt
With the election around the corner, it's time to wrap up this series and move onto more pressing matters. Anyone still in the "undecided" column is unlikely to be swayed by mindless doggerel, but ...
Well, it's all over but the Etch-a-Sketching, the groveling to deep-pocket donors, and the sanctimonious scolding from Queen Ann that "you people" had better stop beating up on her husband or, as [...
|“Lament for Mitt” — A Schadenfreude Poem
Here's a little ditty, much of which came to me in a dream this morning, celebrating last night's evisceration of Mitt Romney by President Obama, especially Obama's final gut-wrenching totally cool ...
|Indigo Kalliope's Friday Limerick Challenge: Veep Debate Edition!
It's Friday afternoon and you know you're just killing time until you can knock off work until next week, so here's a way to pass the time while still looking like you're achieving something. I've ...
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