Gaslit By The Government
“DHS: Man fatally shot ‘violently resisted’ attempts to be disarmed.” Source: CNN
“DHS: Man fatally shot ‘violently resisted’ attempts to be disarmed.” Source: CNN
Often, during times like these, I feel like I don’t say or do enough to speak out about crimes against humanity. Often, I’m left dumbfounded. Mostly, I’m too angry, and when I get angry, I tend to stay quiet. And sometimes I feel ashamed when I stay quiet. I tried to capture that in this poem.
It is such a dark time of year in many ways. The actual Winter Solstice brings the shortest day and longest night of the year in the Northern Hemisphere. That is because the Earth’s axial tilt, or obliquity, positions us further from the sun. It is also cold and we tend to stay in.
A poem about the first snow and the excitement it brings.
It has been a while! What started as a brief break to focus on settling into the house and all the other adulting stuff, turned into a much longer hiatus. Within that time, I also took a break from social media. Essentially, I broke off contact with everyone but family and friends.
Summer draws to a close and I don’t mind. We’re upon my favorite season! Fall has always been so magical to me, and I can’t wait to dive into all things autumnal. However, I want to still honor this summer of change and growth. While my writing and art have been mostly stagnant, I did manage to write a few poems. Also, I grabbed a lovely shot of clouds the other day which is the featured image of this post.
It has been quite a month! My family and I have finally found a home. This month has been devoted to moving in and getting settled. While we are mostly settled and I can start to breathe, we still have many boxes of things to find places for. We’re getting there, but we’re also taking our time. This is the first place we haven’t rented and feel like we can slow down.
Hey, look! I won the Oatleaf Poetry Magazine’s June Competition! This month’s theme was “out-of-body.” The poem that came to me was a sweet little poem to my wife called, You Ground Me. Give it a read: https://www.oatleafpoetry.com/2025/06/you-ground-me-by-r-william-parmenter.html
My book has been out in the world for five months! This poem is a selection from the book. As you may have guessed, it is about a typical day where I dissociate from everything around me. I’m floating through the world, not really attached to my body, and watching everything as if I’m watching TV. If you’ve never experienced it, it is a strange sensation.
My goal with this poem was to capture my feelings as I’ve returned to the same home and neighborhood I grew up in. Though some rough memories show up, it is different to be here as an older person. I feel grown like the trees I used to climb and can look around with a sort of humbling reverence to time.
This poem came to me while we were driving across the country. Since we were moving back to our childhood state and homes, I had a lot of that on my mind. For many people like myself, a place you grow up in can grow stagnant and we strive for change, whatever that may be — new places, new people, different views.
Four months ago, today I published my debut poetry book, Between The Dark and The Light. It has been an amazing journey so far, but I still can’t believe I actually did it. It is still so surreal when I see it. Like when I saw it sitting on the arm of my sister’s sofa.
Today, I’m sharing two shorter pieces because I forgot to celebrate the release last month! These two poems embody the essence of the book, and the undulating flow between dark and light themes it represents.