Archive for the ‘Poetry’ Category

2032-Good Luck to the Crew

Monday, March 6th, 2017

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2032: Good Luck to the Crew

In the year of our lord twenty thirty
Elections have gotten down and dirty
But the people have risen and chosen wisely
Which is why we’re attacked, in fact, precisely

Tulsi Gabbard and VP Jill Stein
After 8 years of Trump it was water to wine
They started to bring the USA back to sanity
Every step of the way sabatogued by Sean Hannity

The waters ran red, the sky she ran brown
No bee pollination no grass on the ground
No herds on the plains, no super-speed trains
Trump and his inbreds took all of our gains

The Democrats were too soft, the Republicans too hard
They had little substance, their policies lard
The women took over they pulled it off well
It didn’t take long ’till we climbed back from hell

Now though another election was looming
War drums within our own country were booming
Jets had gone rogue, overhead they were zooming
And out of the shadows came orcs they’d been grooming

Here came the brotherhood to challenge the motherhood
Swat teams from bad dreams oppressing the neighborhood

Militarization brought on Polarization with nary a free speech zone left in our nation

The firemen, fishermen, foundrymen, soldiermen
Hated the hippies and all they were better then

Surrounded the whitehouse with no need for speakers
And only one mission- to wipe out the leakers

The place was on fire, the moment was dire
The whitehouse turned into a funeral pyre

We landed a chopper sent by the resistance
Got Tulsi and Jill buckled in by insistance

We flew them away to the cave of John Connor
Seconds before they would both be a goner

And now it’s election day twenty thirty Two
There’s no more that Tulsi and Jill Stein can do

With term limits here It’s been left up to you
The place is surrounded- good luck to the crew!

joey racano

Hadron, episode two, dallying in space

Monday, March 6th, 2017

Heart of the Hadron episode two

Dallying in Space

When last we saw our hero he was zooming through space
Light speed travel took a toll on his face
But interstellar travel has it’s secrets, too
Cosmological cosmetics can take years off you

The journey got unbalanced when the janitor twisted
At light speed he was growing old before he existed
He had to make a move and had to do it right now
So he grabbed the mop bucket and it shifted -pow!

Next thing that he knew the stars were slowing down
Groggy as he felt he feared that he might drown
Outer space is not the place to take things lightly
So when he met an alien he spoke politely

“Hello, I’m from Earth and I’m a ways from home”
The alien replied but in a musical tone
The janitor was sure he recognized the song
And he was pretty sure that copyrights don’t last this long

Besides the alien was talking in slow motion
And juxtaposed with space the thing made quite a commotion
The alien just pointed three hands down the road
And the janitor took off again without his load

Far out up ahead he saw an onrushing mop
Grabbed it as he passed it and it made him stop
He threw it in the bucket and he said ‘ok’
Straddling the Hadron cross the Milky Way

Something made him look behind from where he’d come
There he saw a scientist who rode steel drum
Propelling it through space by playing musical raggae
His dredlocks waved around and he was smoking a ‘J’

The two of them maneuvered nearly side by side
Sizzling at the speed magnetic Hadrons collide
“Come back mon’ said the scientist as he took a puff
That shit is so expensive mon, you’ve got our stuff!’

The janitor looked over at a moon they had passed
And signaled he would land and they could talk at last
‘Ya mon’ said the scientist steel drummed and dredded
Then he turned around and saw where they were headed

The two became as one, their crafts weighed a ton and they realized they had landed on the Planet Fun!

There were dancing children, singing birds, colorful flowers that sprouted words

There were dinosaur vines, Lodge-pole Pines and gold and silver without any mines

They found themselves surrounded by a people quite well rounded, who said the voices in their heads had kept them all well grounded

After much good merriment, they ended the experiment and scientist and janitor climbed back aboard and there they went

Speeding through the vacuum of an interstellar highway

Headed for adventure searching planet, moon and Skyway

Perhaps the two would someday take these teachings back to home…

The Scientist would present this to the Hadron-streaking Gnome

joey racano

Heart of the Hadron episode one

Saturday, March 4th, 2017

episode one

Heart of the Hadron episode one

‘Twas the Heart of the Hadron 2017
The janitor was cleaning beneath the machine
He couldn’t help notice every time he looked up
The odd cobalt colors of this massive pup

The hour was late, no one else was around
That’s when he heard that queer far-away sound
It sounded like buzzing inside of his neck
He dealt with a chill and then thought what the heck

Gargantuan though this Collider might be
The subterranean hole could fit three
The janitor felt sure that no one would care
If he placed a nylon rope hammok down there

And many a night when the mopping was through
The janitor dreamed of the things he would do
By climbing atop the great cobalt machine
He visited places not previously seen

Anyway, this one particular night
The monolith hummed and glowed curious light
The janitor finally climbed up to the top
And sat where the reddish light came to a stop

He thought he could feel imperceptible movement
His balance was poor so he clung for improvement
And that’s when the ‘lectric red humming began
A bright light from somewhere beam gave him a scan

He sat on the top, let go of his mop and looked at the floor to see where it would drop

Bells started ringing, phone channels singing and things like big springs did their thing, started springing

He clutched the machine for all he was worth
Somehow innately knew this was rebirth
He stretched out his arms and he clung to its girth
A bright shiny surface reflected his mirth

Doors all flung open and people poured in
Scientists didn’t know where to begin
The janitors ride took them all by surprise
Evidenced in all their wild wide eyes

Rotations accelerated by the minute
A gaseous mist was his cloak- he was in it
Cobalt then red then to blue and maroon
In two seconds flat he went right past the Moon

Where on the dark side he could see all the bases
And all the surprised looks on all the faces
Cities and building and big quansett huts
Built for what purpose known only to nuts

Then off to Mars where a lovely red planet
Brought to his mind his first girlfriend named Janet
Oh but if she could just see me right now
Janitor no, she’d be like, “Holy cow!”

And off to one planetoid after another
Saying goodbye to his Earth and his mother
One last look back and then boldly go on
Perhaps where the Comets and angels had gone

While back in the hole where it all used to be
Authorities asked “Tell us, what did you see?”
But the scientists were all so caught up in the numbers
You could have got better info from cucumbers

That’s when they noticed beyond all belief
The mop, like a horse stood there ready to leave
Glowing and bucking and ready to bolt
But who had the courage to ride on this colt?

Back out in space, the janitor zoomed
Out past where Horsehead the nebula plumed
The vibrating Hadron had put him to sleep
He now was the cosmos forever to keep

joey racano

The System is Broken (election 2016)

Saturday, March 26th, 2016
Rock the Ballot Box

Rock the Ballot Box

Election 2016 (System is Broken)

by joey racano

The system is broken
The nuts have awoken
Led by a comb-over out of Hoboken

Call him ‘the Donald’, but he’s not a duck
Now stand by for post election Mack truck

Hillary’s cheating, no way she’s beating
All think back fondly, your freedom is fleeting

Avoid Brownshirt rallies with body count tally’s
Leftist-progressives do not walk down alleys

Shooting black kids, climate doubles
Cops who kill don’t get in trouble

Then there’s Ted Cruz to give you the blues
Meetings held at evangelical zoos

Arizona non starter, elections made harder
It’s time for observers like President Carter

No paper trail when you’ve got electronic
Add executable files as a tonic

Here comes the future, the Children of Men
Don’t learn from the past and it rises again

Super delegates, vanishing ungulates
Corporate takeover agency regulates

Hanging chad, breaking bad
Far right Obama the first black we’ve had

Shooting wolves in Idaho
Drownings at Guantanamo

Surf in feces, de-list species
Trick or treat anthrax in Reeses

Heartless Cheney, dead Scalia
See ya wouldn’t wanna be ya

Foreclosed homes in half the nation
Banks refunded, take vacation

Bernie Sanders, people’s choice
The anti-Trump our only voice

All the rest are nuts or hacks
Clinton paid by Goldman-Sachs

Drop your jocks and grab your socks
I’ll meet you at the ballot box

joey racano

Take Back the Coastal Act

Friday, February 12th, 2016
Canned for Protecting the Coast

Canned for Protecting the Coast

Take Back the Coastal Act by joey racano

(special to EarthSourceMedia)

In the last year, the California Coastal Commission has made bold moves to protect the dwindling coast of California and in doing so, made some powerful enemies. For instance, the commission resisted allowing Shell and Exxon from drilling and fracking on Banning Ranch, last large open coastal marsh in Orange County. They stopped Pacific Gas and Electric from blasting whales with seismic air canons at the Diablo Canyon Nuclear Power Plant in San Luis Obispo County. And probably the biggest shot heard ’round the world was their ruling to forbid the captive breeding of orcas at Seaworld San Diego as a condition of approval for bigger tanks.

These powerful business interests, who see the coast as a profit center to be plundered, have struck back, forcing the Commission to remove their own Dr. Charles Lester, no longer the Executive Director as of yesterday. Lester, hand-picked by the late great Peter Douglas, was favored 890-2 by speakers at the meeting in Morro Bay this past Wednesday, but the vote still went against him, 7-5.

Now the call is out demanding Governor of California Jerry Brown to remove and replace his Coastal Commission appointees, (Effie Turnbull, Erik Howell, Martha McClure, and *Wendy Mitchell, who is a lobbyist for PG&E), all 4 having voted for Lester’s ouster in spite of enormous public opposition.

With the petition demanding the removal of the Brown appointees only 24 hours old, the balance is the same- so far, 207-1 to have them removed and the commission’s integrity and independence restored.

Here is your chance to weigh in:

Join us on Facebook at: Take Back the Coastal Act

And sign the petition to Gov. Brown at:

http://petitions.moveon.org/sign/governor-brown-remove.fb49?source=c.fb&r_by=2825015

Respectfully,

Joey Racano, Director, Ocean Outfall Group
www.oceanoutfallgroup.com

Editor, EarthSourceMedia
www.EarthSourceMedia.org

photo: racano

Medicine Ball (for Planet 813b)

Thursday, January 28th, 2016

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Medicine Ball

Part I

An alien race was guarding this sector
Regarding all planets with life as a nectar
Rare in the Universe, as rare as could get
So they came charged with detecting a threat

The mother ship melted her way through the clouds
All aboard anxious to see through the shrouds
And there in the open as plain as could be
A giant stood snarling as tall as a tree

The alien crew knew all was sublime
The wonder of life was evolving just fine
With reptiles in charge there was reason to hope
All of the planets life systems would cope

They popped the champagne and they floated around
Ice cap to ice cap such life did abound
Up came the sun and around went the moon
All were lamenting of leaving too soon

But protocol dictated what should be done
The captain gave orders to sling shot the sun
Soon far behind them was 813b
Sagan’s Pale Blue Dot was all they could see

Part II

Never again did they give it a thought
Until HQ called them, their voices distraught
‘You told us that all was ok in that sector
Now we find 813b has a vector’

‘Turn in your data- return to main base
Your mission’s a failure, your crew a disgrace
Or choose to go back and find out what went wrong
Find what’s destroying that planetoid’s song’

‘Aye’ came the answer, ‘Lee Helmsman, all full!
Pitch left at the Pleiades, we’ll use them for pull
We have to find out what the vector’s about
Watch out for that asteroid, come about, come about!’

The captain turned on the big overhead screen
Past light cones allowing the past to be seen
Zoom it in with a will, if you will Quartermaster-
Let’s have a good look at this planet’s disaster’

And there on the screen came the scene sans the screams
Dinosaurs perishing ‘neath meteor streams
Nemesis Comet came streaking from heaven
Countdown to extinction came ten, nine eight seven…

The captain called back to now distant Main Base
‘Sir, there’s dead dinos all over the place
A one-in-a-trillion big comet came down
Allowing the mammals from holes in the ground

The rodents took over and soon changed their form
Learned to make fire, began terraform
Then came the cities and wars after that
They found without wars all their markets went flat’

Base answered ‘Yes captain, that would explain
Mountains torn down and the acid in rain
Return now to Headquarters, your job is through
There’s just one more thing that we want you to do…’

And off cross the cosmos the captain did streak
By sidestepping wormholes it took just a week
They left behind medicine for 813b
Another huge comet shot into the sea

joey racano

Hijacked headlines

Monday, November 16th, 2015
Hijacked Headlines

Hijacked Headlines

Hijacked Headlines
by joey racano

This is the tale of a billion sheep
The governments got them all fast asleep
They’re walking and talking but asleep all the same
Now they have french flags in front of their names

This is the tale of another attack
People have died and we’re taken aback
But somehow it has a recurring theme
Pearl Harbor, nine eleven, another bad dream

This is the saga of a planet gone wild
Flowers in winter, the weathers too mild
And powerful forces at work and at play
Control information, it’s worse every day

It’s hard to believe this is cause and effect
But here comes big oil you’re about to elect
This is the tale of a fork in the road
A terrorist bombing about to explode

I just read the paper, the headlines of fear
We’re shooting and bombing for Christmas this year
But someone worked hard to successfully time it
The headlines were hijacked away from the climate

joey racano

http://www.legitgov.org/CIA-Director-Brennan-Met-French-Sec…

Hijack, epilogue…

Had the french attacks not occured, this is what would be filling the worlds media news papers television cable and radio right now:

http://www.climaterealityproject.org/24hoursofreality…

Instead, I challenge those who doubt me to look at what is in the news instead. It’s all fear, it’s all war, it’s all hate and it leaves nobody talking about the climate.

C. omplete I. ntervention A. ccomplished

joey racano

Terra Attacks

Saturday, November 14th, 2015
Forced off the Air

Forced off the Air

Terra Attacks

The Pope has arrived as Saint Francis of Assisi
So has the gunfire on Avenue des Champs-Élysées
But who could have done these most hideous acts
The press has gone viral without all the facts

The news of the world is now 24 seven
200 dead, just a dozen to heaven
And who of all people got knocked of the air
It looks like Al Gore once again, it ain’t fair

The climate spectacular set to begin
Exxon and Mobil to court for their sin
Greenland is melting much faster than thought
We can’t let this build said big oil, distraught

What would it take to take over the airwaves
How many innocents sent to their early graves
Hire the mercenaries ten million each
When they are done meet the sub at the beach

Too many billions at stake in the game
Elton, Bon Jovi all using their fame
Bringing the climate awareness we fear
Leading to Paris December this year

Never mind polar bears, we’re the endangered
Who’s gonna pay for our jets and Road Rangers
We can’t let that concert go world-wide as planned
Go shoot up Paris and one of the band

joey racano

Terror attacks happen in Paris:

http://www.cnn.com/2015/11/13/world/paris-shooting/

Concerts called off:

http://news.yahoo.com/al-gore-hosting-climate-telethon-pari…

Seaworld Sanitarium

Wednesday, October 14th, 2015
dead orca

dead orca

Seaworld Sanitarium

French Riviera never really cared
about a whale named Valentin
French Riviera never was prepared
against the storm that did him in

Halfway ‘round the world San Diego Seaworld
wanted to build bigger tanks
Couldn’t care less about Antibes muddy mess
and soon doomed to join their ranks

A Sting-ray has stung his last
Muddy bay approaching fast
Sea Turtle, Sand Shark
Lights out, darkened park

Complacency is what we’ve got
Orcas in the parking lot
Sea Lions you can’t see
Waters of turbidity

Stop the madness shut them down
Mighty orca’s not your clown
Marineland, Seaquarium
Seaworld Sanitarium

Write a letter, demonstrate
Stand outside of Seaworld’s gate
Their time is coming, they will fall
Free the orcas, free them all

joey racano

The drama continues to unfold in Antibes France, at Marineland, largest marine park in Europe. The park owners ignored the warning in 2011 when they were hit by a major flood, and re-built the park, even adding new buildings that served to funnel the storm surge waters in from the ocean when the hurricane hit last week. The entire park was inundated, with 90% mortality being reported by activists fighting their way around a total press blackout.

http://m.nicematin.com/…/deces-de-lorque-valentin-a-marinel…

Wilkie and Keijo in 2014:

Valentin has already died in a tank of filth and mud, and now there are unconfirmed reports that keijo has died as well, with Wilkie’s condition deteriorating. According to french activists, the crane pictured was rented and is being used to move the orca bodies to a secret location for low-key necropsies.

Obviously this was a preventable tragedy, and a crime against nature, and it has grave implications for the Seaworld tank expansion in San Diego. How could Seaworld San Diego protect their captive orcas from such a storm driven surge? The answer is simple- they couldn’t.

Stand by for updates.

love and respect

joey racano

RIP Valentin, Freya, Keijo

Plastic People

Friday, September 18th, 2015

Plastic Person

All about ME

All about ME

Plastic Person heart of stone
Narcissistic ego zone
Can’t leave well enough alone
Take a selfie with your phone

Plastic Person oh so blind
Acting like you’ve lost your mind
It’s not too late for you to find
One thing matters- are you kind

Plastic Person grow with us
Can’t you see the world’s a muss?
Leave behind the endless fuss
Hop aboard the eco bus

Plastic Person find your heart
From today a brand new start
Don’t make dolphins come to you
See them in the ocean blue

joey racano

NEWS ALERT:

Please plan to attend the California Coastal Commission meeting and ask them to deny approval of Seaworld San Diego’s request to build more and bigger swimming pools for captive orcas.

WHEN: October 8th, Thursday, 9:00am

What: Agenda Item 14a, last item on the agenda

WHERE: Long Beach Convention & Entertainment Center, 300 East Ocean Blvd in the SEASIDE BALLROOM

more info at: www.coastal.ca.gov

And remember: Captivity is Tragedy

Take whale protection to the next level- thank the Navy for agreeing to precautions and ask them to expand those precautions to the waters of the Pacific Northwest:

http://petitions.moveon.org/sign/tell-the-us-navy-to-expand…

http://experience.usatoday.com/…/discovery-cove-s…/32568317/

Barf Bag

Barf Bag