42?

42?

 

 

(for Marissa Amador)

 

 

I simply don’t believe you’re forty-two.
You don’t look like you’ve yet reached twenty-one.
Marissa, there is nothing you can do
to make me change my mind. Under the sun,
most of us suffer damage ton by ton
as it comes crashing down from hostile skies.
The lucky few may have their share of fun–
but, oh, they pay for it, both gals and guys!
If you pay, then we fail to recognize
the signs of payment on your youthful face.
No normal mournful rule to you applies.
You seem immune to time, inured to space.
Against the way of things most souls are raging.
But you just shrug and smile. You don’t do aging.

 

 

Happy birthday!

 

 

T.R.

 

 

30 September 2016

Repairman

Repairman

 

 

Oh, how Mark Shea adores Planned Parenthood–
aside, of course, from that abortion stuff!
All of those other services are good,
and Mr. Shea at last has had enough
of all the unjust and judgmental guff
anti-abortionists tend to unload
on clinic workers who have had it rough.
Such slanders violate his Christian code.
Proud of the compliments that he’s bestowed
on Mrs. Sanger’s altruistic heirs,
he shows a side religion seldom showed
before he came along to make repairs
to breaks in the apologetic arts.
Will he be paid in baby body parts?

 

 

–Tom Riley

 

 

(In Facebook comment, Catholic blogger Mark Shea celebrates the legitimate services of Planned Parenthood.)

Stultus Triumphans

Stultus Triumphans

 

 

Childish sarcasm has a great day
as all logic at last slips away.
Why should such a twerp care?
Hey, the story’s all there
in the scribbles of blogger Mark Shea!

 

 

–Tom Riley

Typology

Typology

 

 

(for Karen Swallow Prior)

 

 

Typology, typology!
There’s nothing like typology!
It makes poor chemistry look sick.
It trounces anthropology.
Those feeble disciplines address
a subject matter small–
but types, once understood, express
the Essence of the All.

Typology, typology:
the heart thrills at typology!
It explicates the Mind of God–
if God has a psychology.
If you seek elevation,
if truth’s what you desire,
then hear the presentation
of Karen Swallow Prior!

Typology, typology:
I’m with you on typology.
I hope I do not disappoint
when opting for mixology.
In atmospheres so rarefied,
my brain is sure to fail.
I’ll sit here, happy that I tried,
and drink a Rusty Nail.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Civility

Civility

 

 

Civility, civility!
Abandon your ability
to analyze what leftists say:
you’re drowning in futility!
Though Hillary is just a stiff,
she represents the views
that are embraced without restraint
by peddlers of the news.

Civility, civility!
There’s nothing like civility.
When Democrats demand it, it
equates to sheer servility.
It serves to keep opponents down
when allies blab ahead.
And, if you render it, you find
your liberty is dead.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Two Religions

Two Religions

 

 

“Gun Cult kills!” Mark Shea hastens to shout.
In his fat head, there’s really no doubt,
nor does he require facts.
Knee jerk much? To the max!
(It was really a Muslim, turns out.)

 

 

–Tom Riley

Blank Fact-Check

Blank Fact-Check

 

 

“You must fact-check all Trump’s vicious lies!”
cry the pundits. “His grunts and his sighs
are dishonest as well!
Fact-check Hillary’s? Hell,
guy, not even the F.B.I. tries….”

 

 

–Tom Riley

Definite Possibility

Definite Possibility

 

 

With a face like an unsculpted lump
and a vast, dinosaurian rump,
Crooked Hillary cries:
“Lester! Check that guy’s lies!
And, if I have a seizure, blame Trump!”

 

 

–Tom Riley

Painful

Painful

 

 
Opposition is causing him pain.
Your dumb reasons you needn’t explain.
You should not even even start.
His crap comes from the heart.
It has nothing to do with the brain.

 

 

–Tom Riley

Lazy Blogger

The Lazy Blogger

 

 

With far too many other dinks,
he earns his pay by listing links.

 

 

–Tom Riley