Category politics

Bang the Rocks Together

The Rouge Regina ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ Please stop showing me the former guy. His face sickens me. Do I need to explain? He cheats, foments insurrection with lies. A venal narcissist, he simply can’t refrain. All who think him the savior reincarnate, I wonder, do you at each full moon bay? Vilify outcast […]

The Sum of Us

Going In, Leading Out ~ Philip Brent Harris ~~~~~ We lose bits of our life through carelessness And pieces we coveted, we simply give away. Perspectives of age, time, distance change us. What we thought lost, we decide we donated. Realized another needed the color of the wind Or feel passion in burning hearts of […]

The Hunt

~~~~~ Steps follow through the darkness. Factory clamor obscures the sound. When the machines simultaneously Stop, before galloping on, you hear Heavy steps, not your slight tread, a Moment late, unready for the scant Second, when the machines halt as if An indrawn breath of anticipation. No, it’s again time for the rhythmic Dancing music […]

To Live in Darkness

~~~~~ Here they come, dancing down the lane. Joyful laughter ringing out loudly, until Mrs. Croft erupts from her door to glare. Those beady eyes silenced many before. Laughter tiptoes past, giggling like bits of shattered glass beneath scattered feet. Their soles are not young. History scars. No longer moving carefully, totally sure, They race […]

Decide We Believe

~~~~~ Counting time like the beating of my heart. I hear it pulsing within my ear each night, Head upon my pillow, other quiet times. What are my worries in the grand scheme, Space and creation? A tiny mouse squeaks Into god’s ear, infinitesimally tiny. Beggars Our imagination, comprehension. Oh, well. What else are we […]

Plans They Have Made

~~~~~ Not all, but many gray heads Marvel at youth’s energy and Innocence, worn by cynicism. Now, the sun shines on youth, This moment of first flowering. Wonder how many will realize Dreams they are dreaming, or All the plans they have made? Do we recall plans we drew? Did we don them, a sharp […]

Twixt Swimming and Sunk

~~~~~ Is it possible for the clinically insane to grow even more mad over time? It seems a contradiction of the term. It’s like saying they’re a little dead. Though there are scenarios of degree. Disparity twixt drinking and drunk. Not distance twixt sinking and sunk When I look at the world,  I wonder. Hate […]

A Solitary Blue Heron Stands

~~~~~ A work in progress by Philias the Lesser How lush the valley grows in Spring With green refulgent at every hand. Where flowers bloom and fruit ripens, While the bees and birds commune. The farms stand empty and forlorn. All the men and women walk the lane. They look both hungry and insane. What […]

Once More, From the Top

~~~~~ Are there meadows in Mongolia? Are there fields in far-off space? Do beings there look like we do? Are they an unrecognizable race? Will we manage to communicate? Will we see smiles truly universal? Can we believe we are still on top, Or learn each life but a rehearsal?. ~~~~~ People Over Politics, World […]

Always Better

~~~~~ I’m thrilled with excitement. I don’t know is there another way? If peasant or of high refinement, Always better when we can play. ~~~~~ People Over Politics, World Over Wealth! Peace is Purpose, Nonviolence is Strength, Diversity is Unity, Empathy is Empowerment Unite the World! ~~~~~ See more of my creative offerings at: Philip […]