John Scroggin’s First Visit at Chautauqua: A Poem by George F Beasley – Rostie Publishing

First published in 1899:”JOHN SCROGGIN was a farmer,Whom I met one time in Wayne;He was raw-boned, lean and lanky,And his neighbors thought him cranky;He was said to have a mighty love of gain.With that love he had the prudenceAnd the parsimony, too,In the little things of dealing,Conscience rarely troubled feeling;And often interlarded were his butter… Read More John Scroggin’s First Visit at Chautauqua: A Poem by George F Beasley – Rostie Publishing

Poetry from The Liberator Vol 1, No 1, March 1918 – Rostie Publishing

The Masses was a socialist magazine published in America from 1911-19147. Its demise was brought on when the federal government brought charges against it for conspiring to obstruct conscription during World War I.To carry on its work, siblings Max and Crystal Eastman founded The Liberator. Max, an American writer, and his sister, Crystal, an American… Read More Poetry from The Liberator Vol 1, No 1, March 1918 – Rostie Publishing

Musings: Poems and Life by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill – Rostie Publishing

I have been blessed with poets in my life; allow me to introduce you to one, Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill, my mother in-law. She was a great woman with a kind and loving heart. Always willing to help out and take care of business.She was born in Lanton, Missouri in 1931. The only child of… Read More Musings: Poems and Life by Gaylia Kenslow – Stogsdill – Rostie Publishing

Poetry By Katherine Cary Place – Rostie Publishing

The poet, Katherine Cary grew up in the coal mine country of north eastern Pennsylvania. The Cary’s were somewhat of a prominent family in the area. Kate seemed drawn to older men and married twice, both over twenty years older than her. Her last husband, Judson Kirby Place seemed to provide her with and adventurous… Read More Poetry By Katherine Cary Place – Rostie Publishing

The Worker Ants 014

The little worker ants had no ideaAt what their miniature wallets would feel.The promise of falling pricesAnd cheaper goodsHad mesmerized their tiny brainsAnd clouded their sound judgmentsTheir ginormous egosCould not fathom their now-empty pocketbooksAnd once again, they ralliedTo find false blame and accountabilityFingers were pointed at past high command, neighboring countriesShopkeepers, people of difference, and… Read More The Worker Ants 014

The Worker Ants 012

The little worker antsLearned the saluteKept their mouths shutAnd numbed their little brainsThey bought their red hatsSent in their contributionsDisplayed their yard signsAnd waited for redemptionNone dared to questionOr voice concernThey just marched alongFollowing the pack They felt justified,And righteous.Hatred was the truth.Discrimination, the answer.Or so they believed.Harboring evil towardThe diverse and differentAnd ill will towards… Read More The Worker Ants 012