Category politics
Blue Screen Cafes
Blue Screen Cafes ~~~~~ What do expect, from texts, Just the usual suspects? How would that be, With life the fee? Head down, Smile or frown, Attention, intention locked In a little box, a pox. Yet only letters in a row, Like any word we don’t know. Shorthand, perhaps, But often slaps. Is there reason […]
Who Calls the Tune?
Who Calls the Tune? ~~~~~ Despite how brilliant, how noble I think my thoughts, Guarding how gracious, grand, I envision my dreams. Futility wraps them in a cerement, as small minds plot, Hate, fear, want, murder shape all their selfish schemes. I believe I can change the world, if just my little corner; I strive to […]
Ever Live in Fear
Ever Live in Fear ~~~~~ How will we decide what to do, what to think, what we’ll think, In a world of conflicting opinions, way too much information? While we caper and cavort blindfolded, oh, so close to the brink, Believing we’re so ordinary, nothing extraordinary can be done. When actions are performed beyond the […]
Small and Petty
Small and Petty ~~~~~ Find, for me, a small and petty god. One grown right from my local sod. Who, as me, thinks, acts and looks. Who can be branded by the books. A proper deity, for me, should sate The horded hunger I have for hate. Teach spare the rod, spoil the child, Make […]
As All
As All ~~~~~ Captured the cosmos twinkling in a tyke’s eye, today. From somewhere foreign, immersing us in infinity. Religious, political refugees swallowing us in silence, different, skin, class, orientation defined. Strange, strained, altogether alien, fascinating but frightening. So similar, still, Dissimilar, diverse, exceptionally enigmatic, leaving us lost, besieged, bothered tourists in transit. Realize we […]
The Giftie Gie Us
The Giftie Gie Us ~~~~~ How then cannot we see our own true selves? The poet’s answer realized in our social media. Where we play half-fools, do naught by halves, constantly connected, from Twitter to Expedia. Do we ever look in this mirror that we created? Join we the grand communion, or voyeurs only? We […]
Beneath the Grass
Beneath the Grass ~~~~~ What would it feel like, any fun, to live to be one hundred? My imagination says it would be less fun and more dread. With luck, still shuffling about, able to pee upon my shoes. not rolled around as deadwood, by someone I don’t choose. Perhaps I will be non-compos mentis […]
Anywhere
Anywhere ~~~~~ This was somebody’s plan for our future, new homes full of new, smiling people. Happy folks, without care; I can’t find ‘em anywhere. This grim portrait is of the middleclass, not home alas. I look around, folk I knew, think it might be me or you. Think we’re gone for good. ~~~~~ Peace […]
All, Together
All, Together ~~~~~ I have shown you wonders beyond imagination, revealed to you the smallest parts of my being. I find you within me, yet, you don’t understand languages to, of creation too gross and too subtle to speak to you. I will guide a minor poet’s hand. I am every drop of water and […]
Questions
Questions ~~~~~ What questions should I ask? Which “what if” should I imagine? What if I could wave my magic wand, change the world? At least, change my world. Am I wise, wise enough, to remake the world? Is this even the question I should ask, we should ask? Should I state instead what I […]
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