The merchants of war but I love the world issue decrees, how it used to be when sycophants plot Continue reading “The ghouls conspire/ The women gather”
Category Archives: Greed
Hymn
The only truth that I can see in this thing called history is man’s inhumanity to man and mothers on the outside looking in as their children are taken far too young from their never ending love. Despair is common in this world beset by human sin it is easier to sink and drown thanContinue reading “Hymn”
The times we live in
There is always a bite to looking different whether mild habanero or sharp like the ghost the flesh is game to be dragged across man-made barriers invisible to nature which never divides the difference. The twitting of words that brings out groans is a venom that looms over language profound, the poet can but wanderContinue reading “The times we live in”
Halloween poem
When careless evil in the minds of men harpoons any good, the women are beaten the children are strewn like moss upon the earth unrooted detached, a life without the living souls transformed to ghosts. Inner monsters lurk around each hallowed feast intent on burial of wisdom into the deep. Blindness oversees theContinue reading “Halloween poem”
Grifting
Fie! Remarks a peasant – the need to deify kings of blood or those intent to be crowned – buffoons are loath to see the mirror’s image which doesn’t lie, but kings not anointed wish for deification despite the peasant shouting fie. Galileo’s telescope opens the door to a reality the pious would deny. WithContinue reading “Grifting”
I wish I were a mockingbird
I wish I were a mockingbird beyond the reach of human cant – can’t step around the hate of all that is different. So easy is the blackbird life who squawks at me upon the beach – his reach is plain for all to see he has no use for human greed. Newborn babes areContinue reading “I wish I were a mockingbird”
Of teargas and borders
It is ever the poor we blame, the precipice on which they stand requires a nudge and a shrug and then we can turn to the reeling – our spider lives mask this visage of ourselves, the spinning of webs of conspiracy, the jumping from hoax to hoax, the fox has become the hunter, cunningContinue reading “Of teargas and borders”
Capital sinner
The market on the river brings the glutton out in me, the strawberry from the vine, the zester of apple tree, the juice crawling down my chin to stain my blouse, epicurean living renders me uncouth. The pretty youth who floats on the screen up in the air revs the sweat glands into molecules ofContinue reading “Capital sinner”
The popcorn strand upon the tree
The popcorn strand upon the tree, a Christmas once we knew- as children this was life. Brother Johnny off to war he went – the world has corners far for dreamers. And sister Sally studies long and hard – her future in the bag. Granny sits by fireside, remembering that once filled life. Sad JohnnyContinue reading “The popcorn strand upon the tree”
Chronicling the abyss
Dante anteceded Don Quixote when he probed the depths of hell. Each circle brought him deeper through the deadly sins of yore. Sweet wife of George, not Beatrice, centers the life I lead, and while she slept profligacy managed to reemerge. America’s sad tale of take and take from the labor of the hoi polloiContinue reading “Chronicling the abyss”
Anne's mediocre poetry 