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December 30, 2009 08:47 AM UTC

Happy New Year! (My holiday poems)

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  • by: Jared Polis

(How could we not promote poetry from a member of Congress? – promoted by Colorado Pols)

I wrote two poems for the new year, the first is a retrospective of 2009 and the second is my fondest wish for 2010. Happy New Year Coloradopols family!

Jared

(poems after the flip)

2009

2009 come and gone

May 2010 be more ripe for song.

A difficult year for our nation and world

Around us recession, war, strife, all swirled

People jobless

Their families without bread

Looked to our congress

To make them well fed

We passed several bills

“Drink from the public swill”

to AIG, autos, and clunker-owners we said,

And the result, of course: to a higher deficit it led

The mountains of Afghanistan we occupy still

Our troop levels there continue to build

I listened to generals, to scholars to spooks,

Yet Al Queda isn’t there,

In Pakistan and Yemen we should look

So too we occupy old Babylon

With a promise we must honor to soon be gone

While in Washington the Pachyderms and asses did battle

Fighting and bickering and sounding like rattlers

Hissing and striking, hemming and hawing,

Displaying plumage and pomp

Never listening always talking

But despite us the engine of America is strong

The free market’s cycles are not decades long

There is a natural rhythm to things

Of seasons Fall, Winter, Summer and Spring

Of what futures markets bring

Of Dows, Russells, Standards and Poors

Of bears and of bulls, of declines and of soars

Of jobs and good wages to support honest folk

Of people borrowing and then struggling to throw off debt?s yoke

Some cry “depression”!

Others “mild recession”!

Still the country presses on

awaiting the bright new dawn

As for my prescription,

Hardly worth an inscription

The doctors say it best

” Do no harm,”

And a night’s good rest.

Remaining Work

By the Statue of Liberty

My dear right side is angry

With certain justification

With rage we observe

Rampant disregard for the law of the land

No one guarding, miles of border sand

Bird flus and pig flus (not the kind for a vet)

Our schools overwhelmed, our hospitals overset

Our Laws flouted and violated,

Our border security degraded,

Without insurance, without taxes, without existence under the rules

Why does our policy this invasion fuel?

My dear left side outraged at tragedies and plights

The mother separated from her sons

The abuelita in flight

The worker paid less than minimum wage

Afraid to object lest he be seized and detained

The student who finds she can’t go to college,

The the detainee who languishes in taxpayer-financed squalor

Twelve million here but not here

Laws violated, not enforced

Each day we keep the pot from melting our valuable additions

The irony of our current policies that lead to sedition

An affront to I who hold the torch high

Give me your tired your poor

that I may look through them

Use them abuse them,

And neglect to see

That they are me

And I am but of them and their progeny,

as I always have been and always will be.

May 2010 bring Comprehensive Immigration Reform to our nation and our millions of families who wait in limbo for a chance to legally exist, contribute to society, and live the American Dream.

Copyright Jared Polis 2009

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25 thoughts on “Happy New Year! (My holiday poems)

  1. and stellar bang up job on healthcare reform.  No really, top notch.  After all that great work on behalf of the American people it is only appropriate that you get some quality time navel gazing and writing poetry.

    No more support for you !

  2. to critique an elected’s poetry….

    Let me first say this critic prefers poetry where dicipline of verbage and meter trump sentimental overreaching.

    Your meter is atrocious, your syntax stilted and if you’re going to use rhyme, make it symetrical or patterned in some way rather than finding rhymes for rhyming sake.

    While the sentiment and the feelings are legitimate and heartfelt, and the challenging environment you find yourself in daily shows through – stick to politics.

    A poem’s style says a lot about the poet and your style is free forming yet fighting the edges. There is structure only in a way a dust devil swirls – a spiral of wind with no set point of reference. Your words reflect the frustration of finding balance yet you can’t recognize what needs to stay and what should go.

    You try to tie together complexities without having the discipline to see the basics. If you wish to disregard the basics, find the discipline necessary for a different style.

    Poetry isn’t just forming words into stanzas, it is about finding the right words, in the right meter that captures the theme you need to say.

    To put it another way, you’re writing a bill without looking at the prior work done that would make the bill better.

    In this humble critic’s opinion, after wading through the muddy musings, the final paragraphs of your poems say everything you need to:

    As for my prescription,

    Hardly worth an inscription

    The doctors say it best

    ” Do no harm,”

    And a night’s good rest.

    An affront to I who hold the torch high

    Give me your tired your poor

    that I may look through them

    Use them abuse them,

    And neglect to see

    That they are me

    And I am but of them and their progeny,

    as I always have been and always will be.

    With all that said, Happy New Year to you and wishes that you’re able to find the style that not only fits you but fits your job as you continue the good fight.

      1. The Congressman’s post came right after my wife and I were analyzing the trochaic octameter of Poe’s “The Raven”.

        Yeah, date night at my place is a hoot!

        Happy New Year RSB – may the new year bring many more of your posts to COPols!

      1. than what is shown on this blog.

        I’ve always loved reading and studying poetry – it seems to me the purest form of communication, yet the hardest form to master.

        I guess the same could be said about writing legislation….

  3. Here it comes….gag reflex upchuck.

    It’s one thing to be filthy rich from a web business. That’s great. It’s another to flip-flop on issues that matter to people who are hurting during Depression 2.0 (those who are not lobbyists, millionaires, or otherwise beholden). Then, it’s still another to write fish-wrap poetry about the suffering and strife while it’s happening, and you continue to vote whichever way has the most lobbying.  

  4. Had I but a sliver’s smidgen of Mr. Polis’ flatulent yearnings at competent poesy I should quiver in my pointed boots! This lurching is no more congruent than an acrobat is in a polio ward, sir. I beg you return to the 2nd District’s ether, that my ears may stop their infernal ringing.

  5. I’m no judge of poetry or any sort of art, but you have shown great courage to put your poems in front of this opinionated and occasionally tactless audience.  Kudos.

  6. Feeling obliged to prove the above point (about my poetry, not yours), here’s an adaptation of one I originally wrote with a different final verse and a campaign fund-raising punchline:

    Land of ruddy red rock and river,

    Of ores and lores and scores from thither,

    Of fruits of the mind left on the vine to wither,

    Of too many who stand but too few who deliver;

    Now it is time to at last leave behind

    The politics bereft of reason and rhyme,

    The poisonous fruits of ideologies blind,

    Which seek to exalt the crude and unkind;

    It’s time, instead, to be well-advised,

    To examine the systems of which we’re comprised,

    To derive our policies from thought well-apprised,

    And become harmonious, healthy, and wise;

    May the new year see us joined in shared cause,

    Fighting the good fight to pass the best laws,

    Pulling ourselves back from these Hobbesian jaws,

    Holding out helping hands, not self-serving claws;

    May those who thrive on the pain of others,

    Strive instead to become as sisters and brothers;

    May hearts open wide and minds learn to grow,

    And pettiness melt like late summer snow.

    -steve

  7. Do us a favor JP–vote down any health care “reform” bill that comes through the House, especially if it looks anything like the current Senate bill, and then get out of politics.

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