Chaotic Thoughts of Freedom – A poem.

Chaotic Thoughts of Freedom
Land of the living and the free,
with lips ziptied locked left and right?
Meanings formed in their own light’s sight.
Is this the home of liberty,
thoughts less of man than a bent knee?
We pick and choose the laws we like,
To hell with the rest, kill it… strike.
People’s tongues are tied up in k n o ts.
The First no longer calls the shots?
The US dies by high heeled spike.

 


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 46 (K N O T).


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Media Gold – A poem.

Media Gold
Innocent but cast a villain
calls for resolve, and nerves of steal.
Make plans to bring truth to the deal,
slaying lies like penicillin,
or St Valentine’s Day killin’.
A hit piece out picking cherries,
below the belt bruising berries.
Once a favorite of the trigger,
now clickbait for the gravedigger.
And the massed mind swings and varies.

 


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 44 (STEAL).


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The World Watches – A poem.

The World Watches

Daily we are given contrast
of what is true and what is thought.
Fools run amok with lies they’ve bought,
leading to the flag at half-mast.

Thank the Lord the role’s been recast.
But the mad serpent still has fangs,
venom seeps into disturbed veins.
Infected minds storm hallowed halls,
seeking truth with traitorous calls.
Strife will never remove these stains.

 


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 39 CONTRAST.


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The Final Countdown – A poem.

The Final Countdown

Unity lost to the loppers,
by bottomfeeding dunderheads.
Proof each family tree under-weds,
and brain cells… hippity hoppers.

For the greediest of goppers,
choose to put selfish gain forward.
They hope to feed the frenzied horde.
The two sides come to one last clash.
So they bing they bang and they bash,
and the tally… remains the same.

 


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 38 BASH.


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…THE WISE – A poem.

…THE WISE

They believe the Old are obsolete.
They burn bridges and widen rifts.
Not grasping with wisdom comes gifts,
and balance makes a base concrete.
Two can get twice done in one beat.
Walk the halls with something to add,
setting the futures launching pad.
But as the recent past tells us,
none listens enough to discuss.
Hope falls before a power-grab.

 

A companion poem to my haiku THE FOOLISH… for the Haiku Challenge this week of MAD and Sane.


How to write an Espinela or Décima poem.

My entry for this week’s Décima Poetry Challenge NO. 36 GIFT.


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