Seeking world peace and personal peace through poetry
David Jackson
"Jackson" aka “David Michael Jackson" is an engineer, an artist, a poet and musician. I'm him. Some internet guy. I am an internet publisher of Artvilla.com and Motherbird.com......
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Contact me about art poetry and music and YOU.....This site is not about me......It's about the fine work my dear departed friend, Summer Breeze did for poetry and peace, which I'm trying to continue, for as long as some semblance of freedom and peace exist..... namaste
I oughta jus’ shut up
I can’t say nuthin’ right
It’s obvious to all
I can’t see the light
oh
I didn’t listen to her
all night last night
She’s done told me before
that robbin’ these banks ain’t right
She said Jesse oh Jesse
whatcha tryin’ to do
stay close to the river
where the barges come through
When you get to the the highway
Follow the wagons to town
I’ll meet you at the hotel
In my traveling gown
Oh Jesse my Jesse
leave the bank alone
We’ll leave for Nashville
and start again on our own
I oughta jus’ shut up
I can’t say nuthin’ right
It’s quite obvious to all
I can’t see the light
oh
I didn’t listen to her
all night last night
She’s done told me before
that robbin’ these banks ain’t right
yes
She’s done told me before
that robbin’ these banks ain’t right
So get the horses, get the horses boys
This ain’t the day to save my soul
Someday you’ll claim it as your fame
That you rode with Jesse James
poem by david michael jackson editors@artvilla.com
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I’ve been durned and crittered
s-o-beed and quartered like a pig
I’ve been hung up, hung down
like a worn out wizzy wig.
I’ve been appraised like art
and thrown away like a rug.
I’ve been a scarab in a crown and a bug.
It seems that life will always be
that way for you, for me,
for we are
the wonderful imperfections
we were meant to be,
and there are those who
through the dust that was you,
that was me,
a glitter of gold will see
Sometimes you catch me dreaming
And I think
Heaven had a hand in you–
Not just some far off star exploding long ago.
And who’s at your switch
You mysterious glow.
Is there a keeper for you–
Washing your face–blowing your nose.
Sometimes I catch you hiding–
Hiding behind that smokey mist
And I think
You must have a secret.
Do you sit in that eerie sky just waiting–
Waiting for that day for it to be told.
Sometimes we catch each other smiling–
Smiling in the night–
Just smiling
And I think
We both knew each other somewhere
Somewhere before–
Eons and eons ago.
Motherbird.com never was about a person. It’s not about one now. The person who founded it, Summer Breeze stayed in the background like all of the great internet publishers. Motherbird.com is about seeking world peace and personal peace through poetry, children, mothers, sunshine and flowers. It is about an idea that poetry can be sentient and that poets suffer in so few words because they care so very much.
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“Old men ain’t got no courthouse to whittle at anymore where they can poke their skinny finger and rant.”……H. E. Hasben The Negative Consequences of Net Neutrality Explained in 2 Minutes
The entire discussion of Net Neutrality buried in two minutes of bullshit about big bad government regulations. I seem to remember something about Comcast and a fast lane, Ted.
That black phone you are pointing to? Is that the one for which the monopoly charged me five bucks rent for twenty years, and wanted it back, then charged me because it was broken?
Is that a cell phone you are holding? Are you saying that the black phone dudes would have brought us the cell phone if we had just gotten off their backs? Could it be that the citizens demanded that we keep them from gouging and that created the regulations? Could it be that breaking that monopoly helped to create the innovation?
Regulations hurt innovation?
Indeed?
I spent my whole engineering career increasing the energy efficiency of air conditioners, meeting new regulations for energy standards. We cut the weight in half and increased the efficiency of the product by a factor of three. The regulations spurred innovations like the scroll compressor.
The Brazilians have no catalytic converters on their cars, no regulations. The industry didn’t add them on their own. We got seat belts, airbags, crash dummy tests, fuel efficiency and cleaner air because of government regulations.
Smart action spurs industry. To say that big bad government regulations hurt innovation is absurd.
I’ll state it bluntly:
WE HAD TO MAKE THOSE PEOPLE PUT SEAT BELTS IN OUR CARS!!!!!!!!!!!!
The industry had to be dragged crying and moaning to the courthouse to get seat belts and catalytic converters for our cars. So very often, regulations occur because the people demand that industry stop hurting us.
The best example of capitalism at work with regulation is the nursing home. It’s a company who takes care of your grandmother. Unregulated they hire enough people they think is necessary and maximize profits. You find dried poop and move her, and find dried poop again and demand that your representative do something. He creates regulations that say how many people must be there to take care of your grandmother. He creates state inspections. The owner of the nursing home might promote people like Ted to make overly generalized speeches like this about how big government and regulations are hurting you. Dried poop.
Regulations and government itself should be there to say:
Make your profit. Your profit and free enterprise are what has provided a better life for us all. We do have a few things that we must require. We’d like it it a lot if we could have a seat belt in our cars and, if you don’t mind, we’d like it very much if you put enough people there so, when grandma presses that button, someone comes.
What side of Net Neutrality are you on, Ted? Both sides make the same speech now. You stole our speech and you are with Comcast and the others who want a fast lane? “The Negative Consequences of Net Neutrality”? WTF does that even mean, Ted? If you could have said something about putting God back in our government, it would have been the perfect speech. The last batch went in on that and we didn’t get God, we got pipeline. Are we piping Him in?
but i digress
I ramble because you didn’t say anything or take a position that I didn’t have to infer. Are ye fer it or agin it? This guy blows so much smoke, I thought a steam engine was going through. That causes old men to point their skinny finger and ramble, Ted.
Oh but I’m too harsh. I’m the ultimate jack off, biting and clawing at this man. Where is Hunter S. Thompson when you need him? You tell’em Hunter. Oh he’s gone. Damn!
The people who told me to love it or leave it need to take their own advice.
Oh I can’t get a job cause
I sold that weed
to that cop in
ninety three
On the piece of paper they always ask me
have you had a felony
I was fighting my war on poverty
when the war on drugs got me
now there’s no work at all for me
no Social Security
Oh they threw my tail in the company jail
and threw away the key
so I told her to find her someone else
and forget about me
So I work at outside in hot and in cold
and we live in this trailer park
and when people ask me who I am
I say I’m….I’m Joe Clark
So I’ll build you a fence
and work in your yard
if ever there was a worker
that was Joe Clark
so if you’ll give me a chance
I won’t be a slob
I’m Joe Clark
and I need a job
Oh they threw my tail in the company jail
and they threw away the key
so I told her to find her someone else
and forget about me
by david michael jackson
Artvilla Records 2014
ISRC QMFMG1475097
We’d appreciate any radio plays.
We are placing a generation
in a modern shanty shack
while we parade our
getting tough on crime words
proudly
and watch our cop shows.
We are no different than our grandfathers
and
our indifference
is
as cruel
as the whip.
“I didn’t hire him not because he’s black. I didn’t hire him because he has a criminal record.”
Such guiltless indifference!