HOW CAN YOU ONLY WATCH?

Daily crazy…
How can it fail
To provoke a
Reaction from
The sane?
This is the
Consequence
Of only watching
As democracy
Circles the drain

The aftermath
Sure to be unkind

© 2018 Robert Mihaly

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LIVING IN TERRA INCOGNITA

Seeing a list of Latin words, I was intrigued by the possibility of writing a tale. The words follow the poem, and a translation follows them. I added 2 phrases to the original list. Enjoy. Give yourself bonus points if you know the Latin words. I only knew the meanings of some.
 
LIVING IN TERRA INCOGNITA
 
HABEAS CORPUS? No…
ERGO…AD HOC,
I hide my meaning, but in plain sight…
PER SE, an undistinguished group
CIRCA the time they were assembled
We found ourselves in TERRA INCOGNITA
IPSO FACTO of who they are…
CARPE DIEM…we must
The STATUS QUO can’t remain
DE FACTO…their dishonesty
Caught IN FLAGRANTE DELICTO
From the ringleade, ET CETERA
Expect no MEA CULPA pleading…
VOX POPULI will be heard
It will be PRO BONO, of course
You must remember…E PLURIBUS UNUM
Our union must be saved
 
© 2018 Robert Mihaly
 
AD HOC
For this purpose only
 
CARPE DIEM
Seize the day
 
CIRCA
Around, approximately
 
DE FACTO
From the fact
 
ERGO
Therefore
 
ET CETERA
And the others
 
IN FLAGRANTE DELICTO
In the act of committing a crime
 
IPSO FACTO
By that very fact
 
MEA CULPA
My fault
 
PER SE
Through itself
 
PRO BONO
Done without charge
 
STATUS QUO
Existing state of affairs
 
TERRA INCOGNITA
Unknown land
 
VOX POPULI
The voice of the people
 
HABEAS CORPUS
You have the body
 
E PLURIBUS UNUM
Out of many, one
 
 
LIVING IN UNKNOWN LAND
 
You have the body? No…
Therefore…for this purpose only, 
I hide my meaning, but in plain sight…
Through itself, an undistinguished group
Around the time they were assembled
We found ourselves in unknown land
By that very fact of who they are
Seize the day…we must
The existing state of affairs can’t remain
From the fact…their dishonesty
Caught in the act of committing a crime
From the ringleader and the others
Expect no “My fault” pleading…
The voice of the people will be heard
It will be done without charge, of course
You must remember…out of many, one
Our union must be saved
 
© 2018 Robert Mihaly
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DOING MY BEST

In these trying times
We can only do our best
To hold ourselves together
When it feels like the world
Is totally falling apart…
I wait eagerly for Spring
The arrival of signs
Of life renewed is uplifting
 
The crocuses are
Among the first arrivals
Along with other flora
Whose names escape me
It isn’t until the tulips
Are fully flowering
That I know the
Long hard Winter
Is finally behind us
 
Summer will come soon,
Too soon…with more heat
Than a body can bear…
Am I the only one who would
Pick either Spring or the Fall
And stay forever there?
In the meantime…tell me
When tulip time’s here!
 

YESTERDAY / TODAY

How horrible
Must it have been
In the days of sailing ships
To hear of the illness
Of a dear one far away
Knowing there was
Little chance of helping…
Leaving a helpless feeling
A gnawing at the gut…
Now we think we’re
Instantly connected…
But despite all the pride
In modern conveniences
Many things can make them fail
I know how it feels…do you…
When desire to show you care
And opportunity don’t coincide?
 

SHOCK TO THE SYSTEM

A shock to the system…
All was going well…getting better
Then suddenly, a reversal of fortune
 
Not that everything was headed
Backward from the start…
Not that everyone experienced
Exactly the same…but the day came when
Nothing that was working mattered
The wrecking ball was loosed
 
Lies aplenty, belying all we saw
Lies great and small…
Whether self-serving or mean
Could be counted on
Day after day…with
Never an apology
 
In shock…a great nation
Became less so…
Backing away from friends
And embracing enemies
 
What did we have to lose?
Everything, as we came to know
 
© 2018 Robert Mihaly
 

WE’RE NOT ALL ALIKE

In my lifetime
We’ve had the expression
“The Organization Man”,
The idea of conformity as a
Positive attribute…
The problem for me is
Though not a square peg,
I don’t fit in a round hole…
I’ve always preferred freeform
 
I’ll acknowledge good reasons
Exist for conformity…
We drive on the right
For obvious reasons
But tell that to a Brit…
We aren’t clones of a
Single person…and even
Twins have differences
 
Label me if you must
But you should know
That in a heartbeat
I can do the opposite
Of what you expect…
You’re not me…I’m not you
We’ll do what we learned to do
Or…better yet…what we decided
You should know…there IS
A difference between the two
 
© 2017 Robert Mihaly
 
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AFTER SUNSET

Wondering what it means
That I’ve always preferred the dark
 
After sunset, when it’s mostly quiet
There’s a peace that reaches
Deep into my soul…
 
In a visual world, there’s
Less that I can see…
But I rarely miss those things
When the world is sleeping
And I am still wide awake
 
Other senses heightened…
I hear the softest sounds amplified
Louder sounds are totally
Out of place…undesired
 
In the dark…the best sound…
The soft sound of her
Breathing beside me…sleeping
The only break in the silence
That I’ll forever desire
 
© 2017 Robert Mihaly
 
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WHEN FUCKS FLY

Sad, depressed…and angry
All at the same time…
A full house of pain…and
I’m watching as the cards
Are dealt off the
Bottom of the deck…
They say the house always wins
But what if I burned it down?
Pushed too long and too hard…
The “fuck you’s” pile up…
Maybe it’s time to
Just let them fly

 
© 2017 Robert Mihaly
 
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I FINALLY FOUND MY VOICE

Writing was always something I did…
On occasion…only when the need arose
I heard my sister repeat many times
What someone had told her…
Everyone has at least one novel inside them
Maybe yes…maybe no…we’ll see…
But time rolls on…and time is not a friend
I’ve lived long enough to learn
Not everything you want will come to be
Too often you get none of the above
But when I sat down to write a poem
After many years avoiding them
The dam of suppressed feeling broke
Is that enough for a sustained stint
Of pounding on the keyboard?
Don’t hold your breath…
But less likely things have happened
 
© 2017 Robert Mihaly
 
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