|Posted on April 7, 2014 at 6:05 AM||comments (0)|
In most affairs of State I find
That states are libertine:
They liberate unwelcome minds
With well-placed Guillotine.
|Posted on April 6, 2014 at 11:50 AM||comments (0)|
Writing talent drought!
Verse rationed commodity:
Be patriot, conserve.
|Posted on April 5, 2014 at 10:15 AM||comments (0)|
Once upon a time, there lived a melancholy Poet upon a hill. The Poet was sad because she knew not the face of true art, and could not discover the answer no matter how she tried.
One day, the Poet came upon a Songbird in her musings, and decided to consult the Songbird for advice.
"Pray tell, sir Songbird," she asked with sorrow, "What makes a true poem?"
"Ah! that is a good question," the Songbird sang. "A poem is defined by meter and...Read Full Post »
|Posted on April 4, 2014 at 6:05 AM||comments (0)|
Begin the procedure.
Hammers and calipers split land and sea,
Each raw gash torn open by callow claw
For blood. The needles pound,
Piston, drink ancient gallons
From veins unseen: in the black,
The humours echo dead vitae still.
Stainless arms jerk and couple,
Each motor screeching mating cries:
The blood that burns,
Transfused to voracious beasts
That whirr and turn.
Listen to the city's heartbeat, where
The aorta ...Read Full Post »
|Posted on April 3, 2014 at 8:45 AM||comments (0)|
I see you, lighthouse fighting shore,
You stubborn young petulant flame!
How thoughtless your defiant roar –
How dare you thrash untamed!
There is no self in senseless rage
No sense in acts of treason!
What logic could assail the heart
Of one so closed to reason?
What would you know of hearts? You who broke
Yours up and sold it in parts?
My rage is the seal of my zeal
In fire the pyre...Read Full Post »