Many Workmen by Stephen Crane

July 20, 2010

Many workmen
Built a huge ball of masonry
Upon a mountaintop.
Then they went to the valley below,
And turned to behold their work.
“It is grand,” they said;
They loved the thing.

Of a sudden, it moved:
It came upon them swiftly;
It crushed them all to blood.
But some had opportunity to squeal.


the threat of democracy

May 28, 2010

If this evil and blatant usury of our land is not stopped by our elected and sworn representatives by listening to reason, constituents, and the constitution – if they wimp out on their duty to make sure anything done to this state is done right or not at all; if this illegal attack supplants democracy – then democracy will be wrestled back, one way or another.


drill the bitch

May 19, 2010

The beast is circling and beginning to take bites, a variance here, a clearing there. Soon will come a train of trucks carrying the rig. Like a missile on parade in Red Square, it might as well have a hammer and sickle on its side. The bit will drive into the bone of Mother Earth and leave her contaminated. This will happen in front of those who allow it.

Those who refuse to sign a lease will soon be tied down and forced to witness the rape. If big gov and big gas have their way, eminent domain will be granted to those who pipe the gas. You thought you could make a stand? Not in Corporate America (the former United States).

See Companies seek eminent domain status to lay gas pipelines:


the moon! is your logo…not McDonalds

May 1, 2010

there is no place
quite like the other

each valley
each plain
each mountain
each plateau

each
with its own
land forms
life forms
weather
and light

encased in a shared
halo of air

we are binding this earth in asphalt

binding
and branding
we block the night sky
with our signs

from
above
we look
like fire


Poetry Project – Citizens Beware!

March 21, 2010

Citizens Beware!

Gas drilling companies
don’t play fair –
they pollute
our water,
soil and air.

– by Jerry Walkowiak


Poetry Project – a poem by R

March 19, 2010

We all breathe the same air
drive the same roads
see the same sky.
So is it any wonder why
we don’t want our land to die?

Richer, poorer, privileged or middle class
all of us live here
now in fear
of losing what some take for granted
and others hold dear.

To lose our land and our health
all for ill-gotten wealth
is more than we can bear.
We must be strong in the fight.
We can only do this if we UNITE.


Poetry Project – A Poem By Kayak Dude!

March 15, 2010

There once was a lass from EnCana,
Offering riches beyond heaven’s manna,
She promised everyone more
But when we tallied the score,
All we gained was a dead Susquehanna.