This in My Land Now! by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] An old land claim is with Cain and Abel,A murder and exile East of Eden,Home again where Lucy’s been done*.Human behavior might now be more stable? Yet, another settler comes in succession,Others depart on their way,‘Tho some old-timers...

Report from Earth 2026 by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] I’m an alien in a strange land,Soft scaley skin sets me apart.Large eyes give earthlings a start.Intentions are hard to understand. This earthling can raise a beautiful flower,And, do art that is really pleasing.Tensions of what is new...

The Old Oil Lie by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] My lamp flickers but still gives light,Once the whales gave blubber oil,For soap and fuel from their toil.Illumination so helpful through the night. Oil saved the whales with earth’s black muck,No longer the dangerous Nantucket sleighride,Whale ships at...

The Settler’s Agenda by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] Many items in the settler’s agenda,Most pronounced is the claim for land,A discussion not all will understand.For waiting are persons of portenda. Lands are seen as tribal and private,A promise land said an ancient scribe,Where all live, and...

Eating Me Alive Villanelle by Francis Conlon

[tabby title="Poem"] The trickster tests my being alive,Testing, examining with a story,Am I awake? Will I survive? Nourish the body. Let my mind revive,The quiet answer from faded glory.The trickster tests my being alive. Storytelling’s a truth I can revive,A...