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The Raven speaks to my Cherokee Ancestor

family lore has it I am part Cherokee
but part of the lost tribe
that disappeared from history
and DNA testing apparently

but I know that I have Cherokee blood
and in the past
my ancestors were able
to the birds

the raven is speaking
to a Cherokee maiden
telling her of the coming
of the trails of tears

and she goes home
and wakes her parents
and they flee into the Ozarks
lost in time and space

and become part of the lost tribe
of the Cherokee nation
part Scottish, Irish, French, Black
and other lost souls

My mother knew the history
and told me bits and pieces
over the years
before her descent into dementia

and I imagine that her grandmother
was the one
speaking of the terrible times ahead
with the cosmic raven of the Cherokees






Flying magic carpet Nightmares

one night lost in my mystic past
I found myself riding a magic carpet
the carpet senses where I wanted to go

I thought NYC for a drink
why not?
and I found myself in a drinking area
in a down market dangerous corner
of mid 70’s NYC


I walked into the evil decadent bar
and realized two things
everyone there was an alien
having taken over human forms

Except the bar tender
and a few very drunk customers
neither the bar tender or humans
knew or cared about the drinking aliens

they were just another paying customer
and had the right color - green money
and so they continued to drink

the second thing I knew
aliens knew I knew
And I knew that they knew
and they stared at me

and they started coming up
to talk to me
and take me over
as aliens are wont to do

so I ran outside
with the aliens following
and hopped on the magic carpet
and woke up in my bed

looking at a book of matches
from the bar
Jake’s bar and grill
where aliens drink for free

and that explained the mystery
except for the magic carpet
which disappeared from my life
but not my nightmares

I searched for years
for that mystical bar
probably never really existed
except in my nightmares



Drinking Coffee in the Morning

drinking coffee
in the morning
dangerous mood
felling deranged

watching the news
trigger warning
you are screwed dude
end of the world

the end times come
I drink coffee
in the morning
every thing change
 Danger, Anger, Stranger Tybun Poem


Coffee Pot Killed

His wife has banned my use
by my owner
says he makes too much
of a mess when he uses me

it is not his fault
I want to say
but being a coffee pot
can not speak

and so I am abandoned
thrown out into the trash
and feel very sad
for my owner

who was my friend
he liked me
he keep me going
and I did my job

providing him
with fresh coffee
doing my coffee pot duty
and now it is over


President Trump Says Take This Job and Shove It

President Trump
one morning woke up
and realized
everyone hated him
and he hated everyone too

He rented on twitter
about the ungrateful Americans
who just did not understand
him being a stable genius

Said as far as I am concerned
You can all go to hell
in the immortal words
of the country hit
Take this Job and shove it
I quit
and you are all fired


Drinking My Coffee

drinking my coffee
early in the cool morning
thinking life is fine
everything will be okay
after I drink my coffee