Poetry

“Winter solstice,” “A Cry,” and “Should I Drop my Phone in this Pond”

winter solstice
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Winter solstice

Particularly at this time

I like to look out of the window

Tree branches cutting the picture into pieces

Hanging wires crisscrossing from the poles

The garage roof with its wall block the sight below

The color of the sky is hard to define

Maybe just say gray hue fills the frame

A hill afar, slanting to the east end,

There some houses sit silently, staring at me

All surfaces are topped with fine snow

This window now, a picture of black and white

It’ll be the shortest daylight of the year

But I vow

to paint a colorful picture after tonight.

This sleepy monotonic hibernal mood

Can’t stop me longing for looking out

though

In front of my desk stands a solid white wall

I

Stop my thought

Quit my work

Turn my head and

Fix my eyes

There

Is a view

A Cry

When most of the world is sleeping

There comes a secretive military operation

Bombing, firing, explosion, thundering helicopters

They are Invading a third world country

where the rich oil reserves are

In the midnight on the third day of the new year

The Dictator A kidnapped the Dictator B

According to the Dictator A, this is

for saving his country from Dictator B’s drug attacking

This Dictator A vows to make Venezuela great for once

Dictator A will run this precious land full of brown people

Dig out money from its rain forests or sea shores

Big Oil companies will come to refine all things oil

Wall Street will move in, bring Capitalism to gild

All materials, even the toilets.

How they become who they are

These dictators never read literature, they despise poetry

They listen to inner voices screaming “power” and “conquer”

They can’t perceive feelings in people’s soul

When one has no soul one can’t feel it and be touched

The only thing they know is possession, even through robbing

They think they are the smartest the greatest the most admired

They live in a gilded palace spending people’s tax money

They claim the country endow them to act like Christ and God

Whose names they exploit successfully

They understand religion is the right one

 to manipulate people’s simple minds.

History provides all the lessons

Sadly, it doesn’t defeat bad human nature

Greed, vanity, envy, violence, selfishness, narcissism

Aggressors become leaders who are followed by the like.

I suppress my anger and deep sadness to deal with

What many call a victorial liberation of a low country

What many cheer for economic prosperity (stock boom)

What many applaud for no more migrants coming to steal

If only they could see hunger and desperation striking people

Witness a waste land used to house people’s lives

Breathe the stinky air made up with death and grief

If only they could taste the poisonous dust

They must

never worry about parents and offspring

Never fall down and get picked up

Never sing songs and dance with friends

Never hike miles to see sunrises

Never plant a tree or a garden

Never share homemade dishes with neighbors

Never help a stranger to find the way

Never give a bottle of water to a beggar

Of course they never did these tedious deeds

They chant a slogan honoring their patriotism

They want their western civilization restored

They plan to take over human being’s worth

They aim at the goal migrating to space

They march with the flag of Christianity

They say they are God sent who should rule

A robbery disguised as crushing villains

A bully crying being mugged

A liar screaming being cheated

A predator claiming being a victim

The school bully can grow into a grotesque monster

Our country is ruled by this kind

Followed by the same mind of the minority

The majority lost their power because

The highest court, the supreme

Decide the President, who becomes the first in this country

Can do whatever he wants

Thus a dictator A betrays our democracy

In the name of Make America Great Again

America under the Dictator A’s steer

Driving into the old filthy path of imperialism

Threatening other sovereignties

Cuba Canada Columbia Mexico Iran even Greenland

“You will be our next grab!”

The Dictator A and his minions cheer on

America the greatest will set international rules

America will unleash its super military power

Its nuclear weapon button is under the mad man’s finger tip

We never knew the most destructive history could repeat in our life time

We people, the kind ones who know the value of each human being

We must defeat this mad man and his cohort

Our children depend on us to fight back

Let’s go!

Should I Drop my Phone in this Pond

ICE officer gunned down a woman

In her car rushing away from the threat

The LEADERS on the screens

Righteous lips fluttering on their stern faces

Spitting condemnation: "domestic terrorist!”

Should just walk to the library in the sunlight

Snow has melted grass shoot is out

Make a phone call to Iris in California

How much green beans she has harvested.

Snow balls thrown to the police

Angry protesters are labeled “far left agitators.”

Flowers gather the wooden Cross pointing to the sky

She was Christian executing Jesus’s teaching

“Love your neighbors and the marginalized”

Now she is in heaven reporting the killing

To God and Jesus:

“The Cross wearing LEADERS killed YOU!”

“Hey, I am not mad at you!” She told the killer.

“Should I forgive him? God?” She asks.

Should really buy some chicken and peanut

Making Kong-Pao Chicken the dish everybody loves

Also my grandson’s favorite, honey chicken tender

I used to be worry-free

Should I drop my phone in this pond?

Invading Venezuela, getting their oil, stopping migrants

Threatening more countries by force

This LEADER said the only rule he follows

Is his own morality

Should knit a sweater for the baby grandson

Sew a jacket for the son-in-law

Take the drawing class

Resume my Japanese learning


YouTube political commentators 24 hours online

Bottomlessly scrolling New York Times

Congress agrees This Leader’s vetos for not to

Provide Colorado clean water, not to

Expand land reserved for the Miccosukee Tribe

Oh Jesus, my God:

I have lost my peace of mind

I just want to live a normal life

Not being angry all day every day

I just want my happiness back

Still many fun things I didn’t get to do

I should drop my phone in this pond

now

About the Author

Marie Chen

Marie Chen is a retired educator who enjoys growing vegetables and sewing clothes. She is currently working on two books: a food memoir and a personal account of her family's 35-year immigration journey in America.