Blessed father, happy husband, proud Hoosier and unrepentant American. All poetry on this blog is my own unless otherwise noted. NOTE: My poetry may NOT be used by other individuals, corporations, or for AI purposes without express written permission.
My new audience
seems to be merely web bots,
not fans of my work...
When will my people wake up from their sleep,
and realize they must fight for their land?
That if we intend out birthright to keep,
cast off our innocence and make a stand?
When will we cast off all we have been taught,
the guilt caused by propaganda and lies,
and the greed that allows us to be bought,
or the foreign faith that has veiled our eyes?
Sweep away the ash that swirls at our feet!
Rebuilding new temples with ancient stone,
renewing old ways, no more obsolete,
reclaiming our destiny as our own…
Removing foreign banners from our skies,
We'll raise our own, and our people shall rise!
Cigar my incense,
and Whiskey my libation,
Bacchus would be pleased.
A Lararium
Humble, yet proudly displayed.
Between the bookshelves...
Morning birds singing,
In trees...on land that I own
While I drink coffee.
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I will tell you this,
I regret fighting to work
during the lock downs.
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Consider buying me a coffee, maybe?
Or two 😉
https://buymeacoffee.com/jeremylheath
Many thanks either way!
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Shall a New Dawn Rise?
A darkness has fallen upon Europe,
like a rolling wave, the lights blinking out,
blanketing the once vibrant nights in black.
Excuses given, but the people doubt
that the Government’s words can be trusted
and its feared that they hide the real reason,
for if the people were allowed to know,
their leaders would be charged with High Treason…
It will never happen again, they say,
as they encourage people not to fear,
but the damage has been done: people see
but things are no longer as they appear.
Foreign agents are allowed to roam free
around the whole of Europe, no questions…
but when people ask what they are doing?
They are accused of racial suggestions.
Then those who should be investigating,
at the very least, the peoples concerns,
arrest instead the people born and raised
who dare voice a thought as their nation burns…
We know the real reason the lights went out,
and sadly, it isn’t incompetence.
No, it was Corruption, Greed, High treason,
and yes: Some good old fashioned negligence.
Those leaders lying to the world right now,
Did they join in the suffering, you think?
Do you doubt they had lights or warm water?
Were their wines not chilled and perfect to drink?
Were they not comfortable the whole while?
Their toilets still flushed, their food served on time?
safe and pampered while common folk weren’t,
yet, all funded by the working man’s dime.
But don’t worry folks! Nothing to see here!
We’re still in control! There’s nothing to fear!
They say it hoping the people will cheer,
but angry voices are filling their ears…
Perhaps Europe is waking up at last,
as the discomfort and the fury grows,
Perhaps they will even reclaim their land,
to work against the misdeeds of our foes.
That our lights should never blink out again
instead becoming a brilliant beacon,
that will lighten the path for our brethren
and the efforts of our foes be weakened.
A great poet once urged us all to rage,
to RAGE against the dying of the light,
and brothers, I tell you the time to rage
Is upon us now, for we stare down night!
© Jeremy L. Heath, 2025. All rights reserved.
I just want to live
In the middle of nowhere
but with internet.
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Realization:
Ten years of my life
Wasted behind this damned desk
With nothing to show.
OOPS
“That’s an NPC”
My daughter tells me before
it turns and kills me.
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