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Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy: Trumpisms – Commentary by A.H. Scott


Artwork  by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, Copyright 2018



Illustrations by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, Copyright 2018


Commentary by A.H. Scott, Copyright 2018


Alexandra’s astonishing image made my brain tick-tock about how people sometimes get what they deserve. And, of course, those who heralded the man of orange bought the ticket he was selling and now they”re in the same hellhole of his madness that the rest of us are in. This is “The Price Of The Ticket For A Honeymoon in Hell” and WE ALL are paying it…in tears….and for some, in cheers….. Mr. and Mrs. America got EXACTLY what they asked for – TUNE IN, FREAK OUT, GET BEATEN!

“No sympathy for the devil; keep that in mind. Buy the ticket, take the ride…and if it occasionally gets a little heavier than what you had in mind, well….maybe chalk it up to forced consciousness expansion: Tune in, freak out, get beaten” – Hunter S. Thompson (“Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas”, 1971)



When he drooled like a junkyard dog, “What the Hell do you have to lose?!”

She thought it was cute and charming to her ears and let her common sense snooze

And, now shackled to that mad rat of lies she now must pay for what she decided to choose

Missy America batted her lashes without surprise, as he slimed Mexicans, McCain, Muslims and more

She said, “They are the other and me as a real American is what he adores”

Willingly she was as he came a callin’ with a Barnumesque yawn

Yet, now the damnable reality has started to dawn

Now, it’s her turn to be in for a spine-chilling shock 

Dearly disheveled we are gathered here today

The doors are sealed and guarded, so none contained within these walls can get away 

Tyrannical misogyny makes his soul drool

Would be easy to call him a fool

Let’s go for a few words more complicated and cool 

Will this madness ever cease?

Never shall it be, for Lucifer is whom he has to please

Missy America was seduced by his bravado

She figured how bad could he possibly be

He promised me a wall to keep me safe

And, an economy that would make me feel ever so great

He even said, I would be the way of great once again

How bad could he be?

What kind of pain could he possibly inflict?

The answer is dainty n’ dear Missy, “This is the rat you decided to pick!”

Not so pure she may be

Yet, compared to his intentions, she is virginal evergreen

Man with crest of bleached sheet upon his head said in a growl, “Do you take this Miss?”



Artwork by Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy, Copyright 2018


Portrait of Alexandra Rouvet Douvernoy at Hotel Regina, Paris. Photo: Tony Ward

Portrait of Alexandra Rouvet Douvernoy at Hotel Regina, Paris. Photo: Tony Ward



About The Artist: Alexandra Rouvet Duvernoy is an artist who specializes in pen and ink drawings.  She also is a model and muse of Tony Ward. She currently resides in her native France.


About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here


TWS: K Vaughn Scarves



I Wear K Vaughn Scarves



Portrait of Tony Ward by Michael Heath, Copyright 2017


To access K Vaughn’s Fall Collection, click here



Circus Sideshow by Georges Seurat 1887-88

Circus Sideshow (Parade de cirque)

Artist: Georges Seurat (French, Paris 1859–1891)

Date: 1887–88

Medium: Oil on canvas

Dimensions: 39 1/4 x 59 in. (99.7 x 149.9 cm)

Classification: Paintings

Credit Line: Bequest of Stephen C. Clark, 1960

Accession Number: 61.101.17

Metropolitan Museum of Art



Kevin Stewart: Circus



Title of Song: Circus

Music: Kevin Stewart

Date: Recorded in the Spring of 2013

Location: Artist studio, Staten Island, NY.

Tony Ward Productions, LLC. Copyright 2013.

A.H. Scott: Trustworthiness





Poetry by A. H. Scott, Copyright 2017


Art Work by Dean Rosensweig, Copyright 2017



Come one, come all!

Step Up! Step Up!

Behind this curtain, you’ll see things you could never imagine

Just a plug nickel for the ride of your life

Boyz! Girlz! Take a chance!

Come on inside – if you dare

No need to push or cut in the line

There is more than enough time

That’s it! That’s it!

Right this way is the main attraction

Center ring is his and his alone

It’s Trumpo the Liar!

Oh, yes, there he is in all his bombastic glory

Trumpo proclaims, “How do I love ME?”

His groveling chorus in the adjoining ring sings, “In a billion ways!”

Dancing girls may be nice

But, under this big top, another type of animal will suffice

It’s the dancing bear and his name is Vladimir

Brush away the questions of fondness and affection

Don’t be so cynical about the obvious deception

Trumpo tramples everything in his wake

Yet, the truth has become a Weeble that wobbles, as he motions deftly with a head fake

Trumpo the Liar is a marathon man

He’s gonna milk these four years the best he can

Every drop’s going into the Trump family’s golden pot

Emoluments’ clause is a figment of bubbles that shall pop

Turning the blind eye on this hustle comes from the top

Jeffy from ‘Bama holdin’ it down as Trumpo’s AG

Sessions smiles, “I’m not a liar, because you can trust li’l ol’ me”

Trumpo has faith that Jeffy will stay the course

Under Trumpo’s tent, nobody has remorse

Taking an oath don’t mean a damn thing

Once you snag that hallowed position, the hook is affixed in stone

Unless some bottom feeder has a videotape of Trumpo or Jeffy screwin’ an ice cream cone

But, even then, it doesn’t matter

Trumpo’s resiliency seems to be an impregnable porcelain pig which isn’t going to shatter

Chorus of the sycophants is now complete

Jeffy, Steve and Sean all start to hum

But, we all can’t forget the coarse counselor of batting lashes, Ms. Kellyanne

Pity the tune they sing is far from the Brotherhood of Man

“United We Stand, Divided We Fall!”

From Trumpo’s tantrums, that melody of humanity is nowhere in sight

Even the most ardent optimist feels a pang of plight

Nighty-night! Nighty-night!

The show is over, boyz and girlz!

Run quickly from this locale of Trumpo the Liar and get out into the world

Turn on your bullhorns and proudly speak the truth, “He is a LIAR!”

Normal this ain’t

And, we mustn’t make it so

More of his talking and tweeting is a furious punching of lower and lower blows

Trumpo the Liar only now needs is a big red nose

Clown in Chief

Democracy in Grief

Trumpo the Liar shall persist

Yet, the clarion call for truth shall always insist

One word for humanity is, “RESIST! RESIST! RESIST!”

A.H. Scott



About The Author: A.H. Scott is a poet based in New York City and frequent contributor to Tony Ward Studio. To read additional articles by A. H. Scott, go here


TWS: Happy Holidays!


Happy Holidays!