The mountain
We climb
An other's
Placid clime.
Both bounces fine,
Surface
Deep,
Visions of the sea.
We listen,
Do you ever listen?
We protect ourselves
With a universe of surface.
Do not listen,
Let this sight seep:
Eternal truth must trust a lie
For the emptiness to run dry.
#poetry #poem
Sport's a neat
Division
Of subjects into
Ones and zeroes.
Science a refutation
Of ignorance,
Religion the silence
Of the ignored,
And art
The virtuosity
Of the damned.
Politics is
The refutation of silence,
Ignorance for the ignored,
And
A damned virtue
That's never neat
At all.
#poetry #poem
Shy?
Poor?
Ugly?
All three?
You want a lollipop?
Give it a lick,
That's oblivion
Curling your lips,
And that's it
Your only gift.
We would tell you
To go swiftly snuff yourself,
But that
Would be
Going
Too far,
We cannot say
We care
What you do
Either/or.
#poetry #poem
A scramble
Where none are chosen,
A winner
Who strangles victory.
The idols of escape
Clicked into place
By a cloistered tongue
That must never speak.
Women, women
Everywhere,
But not a drop
For Gaia to drink.
When millions
Breathe in
And no soul
Dares
Breathe out.
#poetry #poem
On the bend
It shakes,
But it never really
Breaks
Until all the broken
Hand their whips
To the ghost.
It's the end,
It's fate,
There's no
Escape.
Unless,
Unless,
We find the love
That grows
From its own,
The movement
Without
One single hope.
#poetry #poem
Topsy turvy
The cabin's got scurvy,
The captain caught the sea,
"Eternal we rest,
Beside the best,
But what a net we cast
When at last
Our furniture floats to thee."
#poetry #poem
So
You've clawed your way
To the hundredth
Twenty-one.
Here
The micro-plastics run,
The username's anon,
And the libido weighs a tonne.
Where
The best laid plans,
They say,
Too often
Get mogged.
#poetry #poem
Ill equipped,
Ill trained,
Ill advised,
It's that time
In the battle
To surrender,
Retreat,
Or die.
Breast plate unfastened
This naked chest awaits
The point,
Soon to meet
The blank stares
Of my comrades
On both sides.
#poetry #poem
Stacks of stones
For breaking bones,
But words turned right
To siege them.
Stacks of cash
For looking flash,
Benefit claimants
To see them.
Wealth was made
To escape this rub,
But how comes
It profits
To produce it?
#poetry #poem
Poverty is a disease
Of society,
Wealth is a disease
Of the soul.
#poem #poetry
Chance but the victor,
Providence for the vanquished,
The prize of scarcity divided
And destruction averted.
But the wolves put it on the dogs
And the lamb aged to mutton,
Now the eagle's raised by hogs,
Yeah,
Zipperheads with a button.
Honesty
From mystery,
Power
To confusion.
#poetry #poem
Easy to mask,
Easy to dismiss,
When depression's got ya
Bliss can seem so far away.
#poetry #poem
Growth is eye
Contact. Decay
The loose thread
I fondle
In my pocket.
Right and wrong
Is a cloudy day
Till the heart breaks
And the snow
It melts
And all of our troubles
Flood away.
#poetry #poem
For liberty to live
It must have access
To compromise.
For no person
Should compromise
When it comes
To their liberty.
#poetry #poem
People don't get
More or less
Civilised,
Through time
They become
More aware
For
The other.
#poetry #poem
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When I'm down
Feels like,
Like any moment
I could die.
When I'm up
Feels like I am
Going to live
Eternal.
I have to,
Have to keep reality
In mind.
I have to, right?
But then,
I have to ask,
What is so special?
What has reality
Ever done
For me?
#poetry #poem
Existence is
On our heels
With understanding,
Knitted in bronze,
Beyond our sight.
#poem #poetry
Dollar to donuts.
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Oh, how
these shortening days,
confetti of leaves,
and gentle, chill
caress of breeze
replenish my energy
and never fail
to bring me home
to myself.
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I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president and I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance and I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste that they didn't have a choice about getting leukemia. I want a president that had an abortion at sixteen and I want a candidate who isn't the lesser of two evils and I want a president who lost their last lover to aids, who still sees that in their eyes every time they lay down torest, who held their lover in their arms and knew they were dying. I want a president with no airconditioning, a president who has stood on line at the clinic, at the dmv, at the welfare office and has been unemployed and layed off and sexually harrassed and gaybashed and deported.: I want someone who has spent the night in the tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and survived rape. I want someone who has been in love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has made mistakes and learned from them. I want a Black woman for president. I want someone with bad teeth and an attitude, someone who has eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who crossdresses and has done drugs and, been in therapy. I want someone who has committed civil disobedience. And I want to know why this isn't possible. I want to know why we started learning somewhere down the line that a president is always a clown: always a john and never a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker, always a liar, always a thief and never caught.
For no reason, no reason at all, I’m sharing Zoe Leonard’s poem “I want a dyke for president. I want a person with aids for president & I want a fag for vice president and I want someone with no health insurance & I want someone who grew up in a place where the earth is so saturated with toxic waste
People can be so
Shallow,
They'll treat you
By how
You look to them,
And then you'll
Start acting
By how
They treat you
For fear
Of being
Alone.
It sucks,
Being alone.
#poetry #poem
Somewhere
Out there
On the opposite shore,
Odd socks,
Rusty padlocks,
A squeaky old door,
Loose change,
Paper aeroplanes,
Dancers on the floor,
Somewhere
Out there
They're ready
For more.
And then there's
The laces
On your shoes,
Somewhere
Not there
This heart
And its velcro sinews.
#poem #poetry
Pent through aggression,
Under blown ambition,
This tackle was given
Without instruction
On how to live then.
This world can hit
All at the same
And all at none.
Pennies stacked
On one eye,
The done thing to do
Would then be
To open the other.
#poem #poetry
What's it,
What's it we do?
Up, down, left or right,
We crunch the vibe
Spite the void
And grump over the view.
Nut, bolt, drain, block,
Save it for good luck,
Open it, open it wide,
Too dumb for discourse,
Too strange
For suicide.
#poetry #poem
Feeling so sweet,
Open and free,
Belts of time
Fastened on joy alive.
But
The blade,
Necks exposed.
The child,
Liberty,
Flies
Beyond.
From a world below,
A daemon's second go.
Pity lost
Beneath the frost,
A perverted soul
That conquers home,
Kills its own,
Sits on a lonely throne.
#poem #poetry
The Mount,
To us a slide.
Up we'd scramble
On all fours,
Down
On our backsides.
But, also,
It was your grave.
You, oh mighty
Saxon duke,
Eyes stained by battle,
Heart encased in mud.
We rode our bikes
Over it and beyond.
Your ancient sigh,
Our, "Wee!"
#poetry #poem
Your light
Made heat
For my soil.
These fruits,
Your mind
To be born.
These breaths
All breathless
In you.
But this earth twirls,
Too fast, too fast
For your warmth
To remain.
And although written
It's September,
In wind, in rain,
My heart is stuck on summer
For you,
For you.
#poetry #poem
