Category: Trump Coverage W/Poetry

January Sixth Sense

8/1/2023

January Sixth Sense: I see indicted people!

Yep, it's happened again -- Grand Imperial Trump has been indicted once more, this time for his role in the January 6, 2021, insurrection to overthrow our government.

READ THE INDICTMENT -- CLICK HERE.

Our reaction here at the Emmett Lee Dickinson Museum? IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME!

We'll likely report further on this and on the upcoming trial, but for now, in tribute to the historic indictment, we'll post Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "Lies are the workings of the man" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin to pen her poem "Bliss is the plaything of the child" (below on the right). Emily Dickinson also wrote a second version of the poem, "Bliss is the scepter of the child" (also below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Lies are the workings of the man –
The treason and disgust
The toxic stealth of Coverup
Indict him, if we must

By Emily Dickinson:
(In the Johnson edition of her poems)

Bliss is the plaything of the child --
The secret of the man
The sacred stealth of Boy and Girl
Rebuke it if we can

By Emily Dickinson:
(In the Franklin edition of her poems)

Bliss is the scepter of the child --
The lever of the man
The sacred stealth of boy and girl
Indict it, if we can

Happy Indictment Day

4/8/2023

I'm late in posting this -- but I hope everyone had a happy Indictment Day!

I was working on a haiku to celebrate the arrest of Donald "Shifty Don" Trump, and I couldn't settle on a final version. Here's what I came up with:

Dawn of excitement
For a Don of indictment.
No man trumps the law.

OR…

Dawn of excitement
For no man’s above the law:
Don of indictment.

OR…

Don of indictment --
For no man’s above the law.
Dawn of excitement.

Which one do you like best?

ABOUT DAMN TIME!

4/1/2023

Yusef Salaam, one of the five New York teens wrongfully convicted and imprisoned for the 1989 rape of a jogger in Central Park, issued a brief statement following Thursday's criminal indictment of former U.S. President Donald Trump—who called for bringing back the state's death penalty to execute the defendants and never apologized after they were cleared:

"For those asking about my statement on the indictment of Donald Trump—who never said sorry for calling for my execution—here it is: Karma."

Karma, karma, karma, chameleon! It's about damn time!!!!!

After the indictment, I heard that Donald “Shifty Don” Trump asked for our prayers. By all means:

I pray that Donald Trump will be convicted and imprisoned. Lord hear my prayer. Amen.

I cannot believe that the Mar-a-lago mobster has gotten away this long with his LONG LONG LONG list of crimes (including treason).

In honor of the Grand Jury in New York that FINALLY held Trump accountable for his crimes, I have posted TWO sets of poems below. Each set includes lines by Emmett Lee Dickinson (Emily Dickinson’s third cousin, twice removed – at her request) about career criminals who were FINALLY held accountable for lifetimes of crime.

Dickinson's "Of God we ask one favor" inspired his third cousin Emily to pen a poem with the same first line. His poem "It is a proper glee" inspired Emily to pen her poem "It is a lonesome Glee."

By Emmett Lee Dickinson

Of God we ask one favor,
That he may be convicted –
For what he’s presumed to have done –
The Crimes, from us, were hidden –
Depraved his whole of Life
He’s avoided Prison
We reprimand his Wickedness
And know he’ll in burn Hell.

By Emily Dickinson

Of God we ask one favor,
That we may be forgiven –
For what, he is presumed to know –
The Crime, from us, is hidden –
Immured the whole of Life
Within a magic Prison
We reprimand the Happiness
That too competes with Heaven.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson

It is a proper Glee –
And satisfies the Mind –
With fair adjudication –
He’ll have to serve his Time

A Word at last to hear
Indict him with just Cause –
Arrest him for his felonies –
A matter of his Crimes.

By Emily Dickinson

It is a lonesome Glee –
Yet sanctifies the Mind –
With fair association –
Afar upon the Wind

A Bird to overhear
Delight without a Cause –
Arrestless as invisible –
A matter of the Skies.

LOL -- I found this prayer too. I did not make this -- but good lord do I join in enthusiastically -- because prayer changes things, no?

Card Shark

12/15/2022

I've lost count -- how many crimes has Donald Trump committed, and how many court cases is he currently involved with? I've also lost count of how many failed business ventures he's overseen.

Of course, the United States of America was "this close" to becoming yet another one of Trump's failures as the result of his MAGA-moronic attempt at a coup to overthrow our government. And he didn't give up there! More recently he called to TERMINATE our constitution so that the Keystone-GOPs could reinstall him as our so-called "president."

Fortunately, nothing came from any of this Don-foolery. The Constitution was not voided. His Ass-ness was not reinstalled as president.

However, I do have one question.

Why is the toad even allowed to run for office again? TBH, I can't understand why he hasn't been arrested yet -- but yes, last month he announced that he's running for the presidency again.

Then, to add to the drama and the high (stake) jinks, this week he promised an even bigger announcement. Well, at least one as big. Major, in fact. Huge. Believe me.

Fast forward to today.

Trump released his all-important "major announcement" this morning, and it was big. Huge. Believe me.

It turns out that Donny-boy is hawking digital trading cards of himself for a mere C-note, and fret not, dearest reader -- we have obtained a copy so that you can be one of the first to inspect the con, er...I mean the cards.

This latest grift on the part of Trump called to mind one of Emmett Lee Dickinson's poems, "We do not know the cash they lose" (below on the left). Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "We do not know the time we lose" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

We do not know the cash they lose –
The awful gospel be
They pay his monumental price
Among his trickeries –

A firm announcement he inflates
The cards – the sham -- the greed –
The spectre of chicanery
With substances of fraud –

By Emily Dickinson:

We do not know the time we lose -
The awful moment is
And takes it's fundamental place
Among the certainties -

A firm appearance still inflates
The card - the chance - the friend -
The spectre of solidities
Whose substances are sand -

Read more about "Donald Trump's 'Major Announcement' Is The Dumbest Thing Ever" -- HERE.

AN IMPORTANT ANOUNCEMENT

11/7/2022

IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT: If you access our "Featured Poems of the Week" and/or any other links on our site via Twitter (@The_Dickinson), please note that we will be deleting our Twitter account as of SUNDAY, 11/20/22 (THIS IS AN UPDATE) AS WE REFURSE TO BE A PART OF A PLATFORM WHERE MISINFORMATION IS POSTED BY AMERICAN OLIGARCH MELON HUSK AND THE KU KLUX KLAN'S IMPERIAL GRAND WIZARD, DONALD TRUMP.

If you would like to check things out from time to time in the future, you can either bookmark our site -- OR -- you can find our curator, James Asher, at CounterSocial. His account name there is @Route10.

If you are not horrified by the corruption and deceit of the GOP, then you are most definitely "part of the problem" as they say -- and of course, one current problem that reflects the GOP's efforts to disseminate misinformation and gaslight the public is what is going on at Twitter.

Twitter is now a cesspool of alternative "facts" and twisted inaccuracies spewed by unethical and evil Republicans who are determined to destroy our democracy in the hopes of establishing a "Christian"-based authoritarian regime.

As a result, I am going to leave Twitter at the end of the year. I have created an account on Counter Social, @Route10.

Therefore, if you access our "Featured Poems of the Week" via links on Twitter, then please know that those links will cease to be available as of January 1, 2023.

Instead, if you'd like to continue to peruse our "Featured Poems" on a weekly basis after January 1, you can either access links that I will post on Counter Social -- OR -- you can bookmark this page and give it a look-see every Sunday.

In response to the current Twitter cesspool -- and the possibility that Elon Musk will reverse the lifetime ban of Imperial Grand Wizard Donald Trump -- and the platform will become nothing more than a modern-day message board for the Klan -- I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "If he comes back I wait to See!" below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Before He comes we weigh the Time!" below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

If he comes back I wait to See!
‘Tis Heavy and not Right.
Then I’ll depart, his Pettiness
Is the prevailing Plight.

By Emily Dickinson:

Before He comes we weigh the Time!
'Tis Heavy and 'tis Light.
When He depart, an Emptiness
Is the prevailing Freight.

Blue Wave . . . or Toxic Red Tide?

10/31/2022

The mid-term election occurs in less than two weeks. Do you predict a refreshing Blue Wave to support all that Joe Biden is doing to save our democracy? Or do you think there will be a toxic Red Wave brought on by GOP misinformation and obstruction of the truth?

In hopes of a refreshing Blue Wave, I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's "Our Reward for Voting, is This" (below on the left). His poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "My Reward for Being, was This" (below on the right).

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Our Reward for Voting, is This.
Our democracy – Our Soul –
And admirably, more –
Our Freedoms – protected –
And Rights – in Store –

When Thugs accost our Land –
With “Us Vs. Them” –
I beseech Thee –
Their poison’s powerless – by voting Blue –
Election – Vote –
The Ballots of Democracy will shut them down.

By Emily Dickinson:

My Reward for Being, was This.
My premium – My Bliss –
An Admiralty, less –
A Sceptre – penniless –
And Realms – just Dross –

When Thrones accost my Hands –
With "Me, Miss, Me" –
I'll unroll Thee –
Dominions dowerless – beside this Grace –
Election – Vote –
The Ballots of Eternity, will show just that.

Below: Will the mid-term elections bring on a refreshing Blue Wave or a toxic Red Tide?

Of course, in recent speeches Biden has spoken the truth about the Ultra MAGA GOP neo-Nazi Fascists -- and of course, since "TRUTH" is Kryptonite to the GOP, the neo-Nazi Fascists have gone crazy that Biden dares to identify them as neo-Nazi Fascists.

"Biden is so divisive," they all bark and yap -- but you know that old saying "if it walks like a duck and quacks like a duck...."

Of course, the neo-Nazi Fascists spread nothing but heinous messages of hatred for all who do not adopt their desire to replace democracy with religious-based authoritarianism to advance white supremacy -- they even threaten Civil War and violence in the streets if/when Imperial Grand Wizard Trump is indicted for his crimes (quite a message from the party of "law and order" and "back the Blue").

In tribute to Biden for speaking the truth, I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's "How grave their heinous message is" below of the left. Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin Emily to pen her poem "The grave my little cottage is," below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

How grave their heinous message is,
Of “Cleaning house” of thee
They tweet their hogwash openly
And warn of war with glee

For we’re divided, truly
A cycle, it may be,
Till common sense and truth unite
Our strong society.

By Emily Dickinson:

The grave my little cottage is,
Where "Keeping house" for thee
I make my parlor orderly
And lay the marble tea.

For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
Till everlasting life unite
In strong society.

Picture Perfect

9/1/2022

The White House Historical Association released today the official portrait of Third Lady Melania Trump, and it released two possible paintings to be hung as the official portrait of Imperial Grand Wizard Donald Trump. One shows the hateful side of Trump's defective personality where he is hissing like a snake. The other shows an even more despicable side of Trump where he is mocking a disabled person.

The WHHA is going to have MAGA morons vote on which portrait of Trump will be selected.

Below left and right: Which painting of Trump do you think best captures the heinousness that is the Imperial Grand Wizard?

Below: The WHHA released the official portrait of Third Lady Melania Trump and said that it would hang in the Boobie Bungalow Gentlemen's Club on 14th Street in Washington, DC.

In tribute to the new official portraits, we have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "Portraits of two hateful faces," below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "Portraits are to daily faces," below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

Portraits of two hateful faces
As they Mock and Twist,
To a tee, erratic nightmare –
And a strumpet’s Pole!

By Emily Dickinson:

Portraits are to daily faces
As an Evening West,
To a fine, pedantic sunshine –
In a satin Vest!

Tax Loophole in One

7/31/2022

Remember that old nursery rhyme "There was a crooked man"? Well, the man in that verse is as straight as a prairie horizon when compared to Donald Trump because ol' Shifty Don is about as crooked as they come!

Now I'm not one to repeat gossip -- as they say -- so you'll have to listen (or in this case, read) closely the first time: Word on the street is that Ivana Trump was about to come forward with some, shall we say, very fascinating information on The Donald, so he had her offed.

And then what'd he do?

He planted her by the first hole in one of his dumpy golf clubs (well, I assume the gold club is dumpy. I've never been there, but I did visit his dumpy casino in Atlantic City years ago before it went six-feet under) -- and the kids are afraid to say anything thinking that someone just might push them down the stairs too.

So Trump provides poor old Ivana with a one-way ticket to his golf club, re-cans the beans she was about to spill, and scores a tax loophole in one. Take a look at this:

The whole sordid affair reminds me of Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "The Stimulus, beyond the Grave," below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin to pen her poem with the same opening line, below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

The Stimulus, beyond the Grave
He's Counting on to see
With tax breaks like imperial Drams
Afforded Royalty.

By Emily Dickinson:

The Stimulus, beyond the Grave
His Countenance to see
Supports me like imperial Drams
Afforded Royally.

For another poem related to Ivana Trump's mysterious death and bizarre grave site, click HERE.

Golf Widower

7/30/2022

Just when you think that the Trump family can't get any more grotesque, they lower the bar and prove that yes, yes they can outdo their ghoulish ways.

In this case, Trump planted the remains of his first wife, Ivana, near the first hole at one of his golf courses in New Jersey.

I'll admit, I'm not usually a conspiracy theorist, but I'm hearing an awful lot of talk that Trump had her murdered (was she about to come out with some dirt on "The Donald"?), and then he and his family of ghouls disposed of the body as quickly as possible -- and since they planted her at the golf course, the property -- now classified as a cemetery -- qualifies for tax break. Sweet!

A picture of the grave site is below, and I hear that the landscaping was done by none other than Trump's third wife, has-been porn star Melania Trump.

You just can't make this stuff up, folks.

This whole affair called to mind Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem, "My grave upon the golf course is," below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired his third cousin Emily to pen her poem, "Thy grave my little cottage is," below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

My grave upon the golf course is,
Where “Keeping house” is key
I make my sand trap orderly
So they can lay their tee.

Now we’re divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
Till everlasting fire unites
My grotesque family.

By Emily Dickinson:

The grave my little cottage is,
Where "Keeping house" for thee
I make my parlor orderly
And lay the marble tea.

For two divided, briefly,
A cycle, it may be,
Till everlasting life unite
In strong society.

For another poem related to Ivana Trump's mysterious death and bizarre grave site, click HERE.

Lie of the Land

6/19/2022

There is no greater threat to our democratic republic than Donald Trump and the Republican Party. They literally attempted a coup to overthrow our government on live TV on January 6, 2021 – based on “The Big Lie” – and all too slowly, the truth is coming out.

Read this chilling account from the Los Angeles Times, HERE: "Inside the MAGA world scramble to produce finding suggesting the 2020 election was stolen."

The Jan 6th committee hearings produced this: Judge David Carter wrote in a scathing 44-page order, “The illegality of the (Trump) plan was obvious. Our nation was founded on the peaceful transition of power, epitomized by George Washington laying down his sword to make way for democratic elections. Ignoring this history, President Trump vigorously campaigned for the Vice President to single-handedly determine the results of the 2020 election. As Vice President Pence stated, ‘no Vice President in American history has ever asserted such authority.’ Every American—and certainly the President of the United States—knows that in a democracy, leaders are elected, not installed. With a plan this ‘BOLD,’ President Trump knowingly tried to subvert this fundamental principle.”

Through the Jan 6th Hearings we also learned that Trump attorney, John Eastman, attempted to get a Presidential Pardon following his role in the treasonous plan. @CvilleHlthCare tweeted, “If John Eastman doesn't end up doing prison time after all that we learned today, it will normalize coup attempts and we will no longer live in a functioning democracy. And it will likely mean that nobody else is held to account.”

Joy-Ann Reid of MSNBC pointed out that we were “one Mike Pence away from a coup” – and of course, Trump had planned to kidnap the Vice President on January 6th so that Chuck GrASSely could handle the electoral college vote certification.

Did you see the tweet from @rollcall on January 5th?

THAT’S BECAUSE PENCE WAS TO HAVE BEEN KIDNAPPED – BUT HE KNEW SOMETHING WAS UP AND HE REFUSED TO GET INTO THE LIMOUSINE!

All of this is so very chilling -- and what is more alarming is that insurrectionists who supported Trump's attempted coup are still serving in Congress and some are sitting on the Supreme Court!!!

To paraphrase that line from the movie Ghost, "Liberty, you in trouble, girl!"

In response to the recent televised hearings based on the January 6th investigation, I have posted Emmett Lee Dickinson's poem "To live the lie -- was Power" below on the left. Dickinson's poem inspired third cousin Emily to pen her poem "To be alive -- is Power," below on the right.

By Emmett Lee Dickinson:

To live the lie – was Power –
Existence – for himself –
Without the legal sanction –
Ambitiousness – Enough –

To live the lie – he Did!
Enabled by his Fraud –
The Liar – he Himself – in smut –
It was his Habitude!

By Emily Dickinson:

To be alive – is Power –
Existence – in itself –
Without a further function –
Omnipotence – Enough –

To be alive – and Will!
'Tis able as a God –
The Maker – of Ourselves – be what –
Such being Finitude!

Remember when Trump said he'd "drain the swamp"? In reality, he is the swamp.

King Louis XIV of France once said, “L’État, c’est moi.” For Trump it would be, "Le marais, c’est moi" -- for he is the living embodiment of the swamp -- or the "smut" as described in Dickinson's poem. Trump is the King of the Swamp, and he is surrounded by nothing but despicable swamp critters -- and they nearly brought about the demise of our government, our free society, and our way of life.

Donald Trump needs to be arrested, tried, convicted, and brought before a firing squad. Isn't that how our Founding Fathers would have handled such a treasonous act?

And speaking of our Founding Fathers, happy Father's Day!