July first 2023 will celebrate...

our sixth anniversary at Highland Manor Apartments

Subtitled: The perspective of one festive folky fellow
friendliness ofttimes prompts me
when crossing paths with another to say “hello,”

whose demeanor trends toward being mellow
courtesy about eight medications
unaffected whether weather overcast

or sunshine reigning down bright yellow.

Our present habitat digs,
(per this mister and his missus), a psychic boon
dock - located at geographical coordinates,
(circa 1684 folks wove cocoon)
40.2562° North, 75.4638° West,
out of virgin forests log cabins hewn,
still a vestige of Pacific rural life lock,
especially fauna and flora abounds

during month of June.

Across American landscape
usurped from indigenous peoples,
underming storied traditions in cold blood

eponymous namesake affixed
to honor exploits of “European Outsiders”,

co-opted land sinker, liner, and hook

with each constituent treaty a dud

mortgaged to industrialization
contributing to lowlands to flood
comprising one of many complex edifices –

at latitude and longitude not prone to flood

this repurposed elementary school
into affordable housing sans low income good
lee managed by Grosse and Quade,
which facility nestled far from any hood,
gang or foo fighting beastie boys
lacking manners with actions lewd
thus within the pastoral enclave
of Schwenksville, Pennsylvania,

there prevails a tranquil mood

with concomitant safety,
such that an inhabitant can patter about

(in their apartment) nude

though prudish older occupants
may object, and especially be prude

dish, snapping, popping and moaning

with unsolicited mutterings mostly rude

claiming to lack comprehending the habits

of younger generations 'liberal at tee tude

nonetheless, the sprawling range “Penn's Wood.'”

Eager immigrants brought native

brought seeds of white lily to transplant

preserving vestigial tidbits
scantily quoted in text books

writ from a biased Western European slant

rightfully, the Elysian Fields of lush,
resplendent and transcendent hue Kant
argue against snatched, stolen
and swindled with hollow promises –

immediately nullified treaty(ies)

relegated inhospitable land extant
with absolutely zero compensation
given, where prevaricated misdeeds

against slandered “red men”

intruders did chant.

Twas plain and simple genocide

whereat spirits of vanquished
“noble savage – in spare copse hide

to borrow a tagline from
Jean Jacques Rousseau – predating inside

edition (which if fair), would waver
to admit how fore parents lied

and long entrenched perspective
adopted, viz pilgrims and/or puritan pride,

parcelled of acreage courtesy

how average male didst stride

yet this passive quintessential renegade scrivener

senses ghosts of “Indians” swoosh at high tide

unseen immortal souls corporeal essence
long since trampled world wide.